1
Chapter 189
***
The image of Elam I had in mind?
I tilted my head in confusion at his incomprehensible words.
‘What does that mean?’
As I was about to ask, Elam suddenly moved with big strides. Then, he flopped down on the couch in the middle of the room and pointed to the seat across.
"Please, sit here."
‘I'll have to ask later.’
I swallowed my question and walked to the spot he pointed at.
Snap!
As soon as I sat on the couch, Elam snapped his finger. Then, a teacup appeared from thin air and flew toward me. Reflexively, I caught the cup, and a familiar scent tickled my nose. When I looked down, I saw the cup filled with a swirling black liquid.
"Eh? This is..."
"Do you also know what it is, Sylvia?"
"Yes."
Of course, I knew. There was a time when I drank it daily, so how could I forget?
