Chapter 306: Why Is My Time the Only One That’s Messed Up (1)
Epherene was eating in the Mage Tower's dining hall.
“... This is okay to eat,” Epherene muttered.
The Mage Tower dining hall was decent enough in its own way, though naturally not comparable to Roahawk. The food was delicious, and during lunchtime, the sheer number of mages naturally provided good cover for cloaking or disguise.
"I wanna eat Roahawk so bad."
Since my account has been frozen anyway, Roahawk is just a pipe dream. But should I ask Sylvia for some money? Epherene thought.
Tap—
As Epherene was lost in thought, a meal tray was placed on the seat opposite her by Sylvia.
"Oh, perfect timing. Hey, Sephine, do you—”
"Why did you come out here on your own without telling me," Sylvia asked, her face creased with anger.
"Hmm? Why, it's morning. I came out to eat breakfast—"
"Deculein is pursuing you," Sylvia said.
However, what Sylvia spoke of was already known, and therefore, Epherene only gave a slight tilt of her head.