Herag followed Israel all the way into the Silver Moon Tavern and into a private room.
The room wasn't big, designed for at most four people as a small compartment.
"Order whatever you want to drink, feel free," Israel said as he sat down.
"I'm okay with anything, no particular preference," Herag replied.
Israel laughed, "Then I'll arrange it for you, Fire Dragon Whiskey, you definitely won't regret trying it."
He gave some instructions to the waiting server, who left and quickly returned, holding a tray with two glasses of fiery red liquor.
The two glasses looked very peculiar, with a ball of red flame blazing inside the liquid.
Once the server placed the two glasses in front of them, he bowed respectfully and left.
When Herag touched the glass, he found it extremely cold, creating a strong contrast with the blazing flame inside.
Israel eagerly picked up his glass and took a big gulp, then exhaled with great satisfaction.
