Strange...
She was puzzled, but she had no choice but to put away the letter and start replanning her route.
PFFT!
Hot water flowed into the teapot, thick white steam billowing out, carrying a faint, refreshing fragrance.
"Come."
The white-robed, white-haired Intermediate Wizard Apprentice, Anslot, gestured. "This is a beverage brought by a wandering merchant from the distant East. It has quite a unique flavor. Try it."
"Hmm."
Tim sat opposite, took a sip of tea from his cup, and shook his head. "This light beverage is more suited to the nobility in the Royal City. People like us, from humbler backgrounds, usually prefer stronger flavors."
"Is that so?" Anslot smiled. "It seems you've made up your mind."
