That amphora did not look particularly different from a common wine or water bottle. Its shape was quite standard, wider in the middle and narrower at the top and bottom.
However, the material it was made of was rough and hard, more like a weird metal alloy than a ceramic. Yoichi couldn't help but rub his fingers over the engraved letters, letting his fingertips make those words more vivid and thinking who could be the maker of that inscription.
Ryutaro had definitely received that object as a gift from Tatsui, perhaps at the same moment he had inherited the Tear. Probably, before the Emperor, his father and grandfather had passed down that magical artifact, going back to the early days of the history of the Tentochu Empire.
"Tweet!" Miru chirped, calling Yoichi back and inviting him not to waste any more time. The robin moved its small head forward, pointing its beak at the stone sink as if suggesting its listener to come forward.
