If not for Roel's sake, Nalant would never normally invite someone like this into the castle.
Leading the two of them into the inner castle, he brought them to the hall and had them seated.
Before entering the inner castle, Kiri had worn an indifferent expression.
But when he saw the castle's exquisite furnishings and its complete array of luxurious items, a hint of surprise inevitably appeared on his face.
"Come, Roel, Mage Kiri, have some tea!"
At that moment, Nalant's call finally brought Kiri back to his senses.
Several maids had brought over tea and pastries.
"Eh, Nalant, what's with this tea and these pastries? Why haven't I ever seen them before?"
Just then, Kiri heard Roel cry out in surprise.
His brows immediately furrowed.
Roel had come along with him this time as a representative of the Sacred Magic Academy.
Yet he was acting so startled and excitable. That would bring shame upon the Magic Academy.
With their noble status as mages, what delicacies and rare treasures had they not tasted before?
What good thing could this rustic little noble possibly produce?
Wait, there was one thing.
He had heard that the so-called Grape Wine was produced by this rustic little noble.
It had truly been good luck for him to discover such a thing out in the countryside.
But their luck could not possibly continue forever, could it?
"Ahem!"
Kiri immediately coughed, reminding Roel to watch his words and actions.
Hearing this, Roel immediately stopped speaking.
Nalant glanced at Kiri and smiled faintly.
"Roel, this is milk tea and cream cake, specialties of our Storm Territory. Give them a try!"
Though mages were not as physically strong as Title Knights, they were not so frail as to fall ill so easily.
Thus, Nalant understood the meaning behind