A cup of fine wine crowned with the name of Dawn.
It illuminated Eliza's eyes, the gentle and pure light rippling subtly with no harmful intent. Just a whiff suffices to feel the incense-like rich fragrance.
Holy hymns surround her ears.
Whether it's Eliza or the Chef Demons outside, everyone was stunned.
Even an apprentice could easily discern there was no malice whatsoever; if anything, it was just a healing elixir.
Yet now, this glimpse of dawn's thin light left Eliza silent.
After a long moment, her eyes lifted slightly.
A gentle sigh.
"So despicable, Miss Huaizhi."
"Hmm? It's quite heartbreaking; do I seem like such a depraved person?"
Huai Shi shrugged, puzzled, "Though forced to swallow an Abyss Bomb, look, this wine actually holds no anger or resentment."
"I wish it was such a thing indeed."
"But I'm not that kind of person."
