Gnomes love tea.
Their sensitive and sharp senses might not suit strong and bitter coffee.
Naturally, Chancellor Balanyar's office also had his tea collection.
He brewed the tea himself.
The fragrant aroma of tea leaves that only come from a small southern city in the Empire filled the office.
"Here, please drink."
And he offered a teacup to Obern.
Obern first smelled the tea's aroma with an elegant posture. Then took a sip.
"It's fragrant."
Admiration that burst out inevitably.
Despite, or perhaps because of being tense, the tea's fragrance was especially remarkable.
'I want to try it too!'
So envious.
I couldn't taste the tea because I was solidified like a crystal decoration on Obern's staff.
Should I ask Obern to request some tea leaves?
"I'll pack some tea leaves for you to take home."
"Ah, thank you."
