Holy Maiden Aeliana gave the piccolo a quick blow, and the sound that came out seemed perfectly fine.
Still, Aeliana looked a bit puzzled, running her fingers along the piccolo.
"Strange... Why does it feel like there's a faint smell of lactic acid on this piccolo? And it feels a little sticky too. Am I imagining things? What could this be..."
Aeliana was clearly confused and wanted to investigate further.
But Sylvia, who had been watching from the side, suddenly seemed to remember something. Her face flushed red in an instant.
"How could I forget something so important? I should've at least cleaned it before giving it back to her!"
"We're in the middle of an important conversation, and you're over there inspecting a piccolo?" Sylvia tried to divert attention, but the piccolo was already in Aeliana's hands. She had no choice but to stop her from looking any closer.
"You're right."
