Chapter 155
Sylvia,
As one deeply connected to nature, as a proud member of your clan, you are meant to embrace and savor the beauty that surrounds you, indulging in its splendor until nature’s very last breath graces your presence. In every fleeting moment…
“……”
Sylvia, the esteemed leader of the elf tribe, slowly opened her eyes, which had been shut in contemplation. Her gaze fell upon the table set before her, upon which rested a pristine white bowl. Within that bowl, a rich, dark brown liquid steamed, wafting an aroma that was undeniably nutty and savory.
‘Hoo,’
She struggled to suppress the urge to recoil. She couldn’t help but grumble inwardly. Hadn’t her mother assured her that she would only partake in the finest of nature’s offerings? That she was an integral part of the great natural world? But did this great beauty of nature truly encompass such peculiarities?
‘Reality can be quite perplexing.’
Never in her wildest dreams had she envisioned herself drinking something like this. She certainly hadn’t expected to taste a concoction resembling water infused with dried and roasted dregs chewed by a Minotaur!
“What are you waiting for?”