Chapter 12 - “Would You Care to Join us For Tea?” (2/2)
”Presea brewed this special tea, and it is quite refreshing. Please join us.” Reone said as he raises his cup.
Reone is a brawny beast-man who would prefer alcoholic drinks instead of tea. He has bushy dark brown hair with streaks of silver-tone bangs and has bright dark obsidian eyes.
Presea prepared another teacup for her as she pours her newly brewed fruity tea. The clear red hot liquid flows from the small ceramic teapot. The aroma is sweet and refreshing, indeed, as it fills the air.
Presea is a beautiful lady with an alluring body. She is a griffin in her beast form. Her wavy platinum hair is loosely tied and resting on her shoulders, flowing in front of her body, and some cover her captivating green eyes.
”Don't worry about anything else and enjoy some tea. We are not holding anything against you, young miss. Instead, we are grateful that you put us back in shape.” Aryen's calmly spoke with his modulated voice.
Aryen looks like a pacifist scholar. Red jewels embedded and adorning his forehead resembling a circlet. He has a pair of sharp yet gentle hazel eyes and long flowing midnight blue hair. Not to mention, he is gorgeous.
The Little girl sat on the empty seat next to Presea as she receives the beautiful, golden rimmed ceramic teacup as she bows her head and says with a gentle smile, ”Thank you for inviting me.”
She took out a box of pastries from her wizardry compartment and placed it on the table. She loves these little treats, so she always brings a box or two in her storage. The sweets complement the fruity tea perfectly.
”These are simply a heavenly combination. Presea, forget the military and ask the young miss to open a tea shop with you.” Reone is sweeping the three-tiered pastry box as he gulps his tea.
Little Eu was flabbergasted. She honestly didn't expect him to act like a sweet glutton monster. She silently sips her tea and covers her slightly parted lips.
She is making these treats to replenish her depleted energy after a strenuous training course. She wanted to explain, but she just cast an anxious smile.
”Reone, stop saying nonsense. How could you suggest one of the mightiest commanders leave her post? Besides, I don't think Little Miss Eu will agree.” Presea quickly refutes.
Experiencing the little girl's fighting prowess, she can tell that she doesn't intend to stay behind and watch from the sidelines. The first spell she cast is a high-level ancient magic that could wipe out armies. It's difficult that even master casters fail to achieve.
Learning two elemental magic is already tricky. How much more all seven of them?
Her movements are fluid, precise, and graceful at the same time. She is practicing at a very, very young age. How could she cast everything away and become to be a patisserie?
”Don't listen to him, Little Eu. He looks like an alcoholic brute, but this man has extreme sweet cravings. He is trying to exploit you.” Presea turned to Little Eu as she revealed the man's greatest weakness.
”Hey. I am not! Stop slandering me!”
The two began arguing in front of Little Eu. Oddly, she can't help but smile as she watches them bicker.
They are really good friends, after all. The two seem to forget their existence as they continue their almost nonsensical debate.
”Don't mind them. They will soon realize how absurd the whole thing is.” Aryen broke his silence as he took a bite on his cream-filled pastry as he said, ”I have to admit they are quite good.”
”Thank you for the compliment. It's okay. It's always nice to see good friends getting along…” Little Eu responded happily.
Mentioning they are friends, the Reon and Presea stopped on their debacle and faced her as they said at the same time…
”WE ARE NOT FRIENDS!”
”STOP COPYING ME!”
”HEY, I SAID STOP!”
”YOU ARE DEFINITELY MIMICKING ME!”
”STOP IT ALREADY!”
A bright amused smile is in Little Eu's face as she continues to watch them and thought, 'Definitely good friends.'
Aryen could only sigh as he does the same. These two companions of his bickers like husband and wife.