[Champagne's Outskirts]
The bumpy path meandered with the undulating terrain. As far as the eye could see, vineyards stretched endlessly across the landscape.
It was mid-April, and the withered grapevines were budding with tender green shoots. At a glance, it almost seemed as if the wooden stakes supporting the vines had sprung to life.
Wooden stakes of similar thickness and uniform length were neatly arranged on both sides of the road, like soldiers standing to attention, saluting the passersby on the path.
By some twist of fate, among the three travelers on the road, one was indeed a general, while another...
"Wow! So this is how grapes grow?! I always thought grapevines were thin little things, but they can actually grow trunks like this?"
[Novice Nun Liz] turned around, excitedly sharing her newfound knowledge with her companions, as though she'd just discovered something monumental.
