工頭 亞伯罕

"There is a place called Ruins of Bath City in the southeast. It's said to be the oldest city in existence." Abbohan looked into the distance.

"Miss Mina once said that that such a large city would have needed huge water resources. I wonder if the city was destroyed by a massive sandstorm caused by their expansion."

"This is so good!" Abbohan drinks heartily.

"My strength has come back now that I've had something to drink. Very well! Back to work."

You hand the wine jug to Abbohan and say a few words in Moore's defense. Without changing his expression, Abbohan takes the wine jug and smells it. He opens it, drinks it gingerly, then lets out a hearty laugh.

"Bahahaha! Oh, I knew from the start Moore was making his moonshine again. And if he knows what's best for him, he's going to keep his mouth shut!"

"Hm? Why didn't I go and deal with this myself instead of sending you? You wouldn't understand. It's all part of being a leader. You have to knock a couple heads when things like this happen. Lay down the law, make examples... But he'll never talk to me again if I do that. And besides, I'd never get my hands on his moonshine if that happened. Or I'd have to pay for it. Hahahaha!"

You find it interesting how Abbohan and his subordinates interact. It looks like Abbohan was more interested in Moore's moonshine than punishing the thief.