The glass bottle resembled a potion I had seen in a game before.
What was it? My eyes hadn't fully recovered yet, so I couldn't discern its contents.
Upon seeing my questioning gaze, Count Millennium gestured for me to drink it.
He wouldn't attempt to harm his own son, right?
I uncapped the bottle.
It was evident that it wasn't poison or anything harmful, and since Reims remained silent, I drank it.
The liquid was tasteless and odorless, unlike even water.
Depending on the region, water might have an iron taste or a faint earthy smell.
Stream water with ginseng nearby tasted medicinal.
Of course, ordinary people couldn’t tell the difference quickly, but those with senses like mine could.
Even while injured, my senses remained near superhuman levels.
The sole reason I couldn't detect anything with my sense of smell or taste was that it had been crafted this way.
“It doesn’t taste good.”
“I...
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