"This was the first flush toilet in the modern sense. Together with its accompanying sewer system and the sanitation campaign promoted by Emperor Roselle, it saved Intis's capital, Trier, from streets full of... filthy things."
The female guide, surrounded by young nobles, spoke enthusiastically and loudly. She seemed to have wanted to use a rather inelegant word, but changed it at the last moment.
"This is truly a shining achievement of human civilization..."
Audrey Hall, dressed in formal attire, curiously stepped forward and looked through the glass at the nearly two-hundred-year-old flush toilet. She then asked the guide beside her, "May I touch it? Can it still be used normally?"
Perhaps because she had encountered a question that never came up during ordinary exhibitions, the guide awkwardly looked toward a middle-aged man standing behind the visitors. He wore a trench coat, his hair neatly combed back, and a monocle. He looked more like a professor than a security guard.
Only after the man nodded in agreement did the guide instruct the security staff to open the glass barrier.
Audrey curiously reached out and tried pressing the flush button. Naturally, the exhibit was not connected to any pipes. A creak came from inside the tank, then nothing else happened.
Imagining the rushing sound of flushing water, Angel shifted her gaze away from the curious girl and looked around the exhibition hall.
The Emperor's avant-garde daily clothes, the velvet quilt he had once used, the gold-rimmed wineglass he had drunk from—each gleamed beneath the focused lights, recounting the glorious and luxurious life of this transmigrator.
Sensing someone watching her, Angel withdrew her gaze and turned her head, discovering that the monocled security guard was looking at her with undisguised wariness.
*What did he see? Did he know I'm a Beyonder, or did