Inside the grand hall of the Negative Sixth Floor Teleportation Hall, Hughberlian sat alone at a table, relaxed and at ease.
A bag of sunflower seeds and a bottle of Snowy Plains Liquor sat on the table. She seemed to be doing her best to pass the time.
Hughberlian shelled sunflower seeds while occasionally raising the bottle to take a small sip of liquor.
The Snowy Plains Liquor, which would be little short of poison to ordinary people, seemed to turn into fruit juice in her mouth, provoking no reaction whatsoever.
At first, she had only wanted to try the liquor and see what it tasted like. She had not expected it to be nothing but sweet water apart from being a little spicy and pungent.
If I had known, I wouldn't have put Lanqi through the trouble. I could have come here and downed it with the prison warden.
The magnificent chandelier hanging from the vaulted ceiling illuminated her entire body with warmth. Of her trip to the Protos Empire, this seemed to be the most pleasant moment.
Hughberlian paid no attention to the surrounding splendor and focused only on the small matter before her.
Because it was so simple and uneventful, she did not even feel much excitement at completing the mission.
From time to time, she gently blew the seed shells from her hand, her gaze drifting absentmindedly into the distance.
Suddenly, her gaze froze as she noticed three figures appear in the corridor.
Hughberlian's movements halted at once. She set down the sunflower seeds and liquor in her hands, her expression turning serious.
As the figures gradually came into focus, Hughberlian could make out Antanas, Sinora, and the final Male Priest.
The Male Priest's bearing had become much more restrained and suited his appearance far better.