Jimte froze at the sight of the tea before him.
Although his lord had assured them during last night's discussion that there was absolutely nothing wrong with his tea-making skills, seeing them firsthand still came as a surprise.
That fluid, effortless display of tea preparation was truly breathtaking.
Only...
Perhaps he was imagining it, but there seemed to be something inexplicably roguish about his lord's movements.
Suppressing his doubts, Jimte picked up his cup.
The instant the tea touched his tongue, his eyes widened.
It tasted sweet-sweeter than anything he had ever tasted-followed by the distinctive richness of tea, and it slipped down his throat with unparalleled smoothness!
What?!
Jimte was stunned.
As a baron's son and a marquis's son-in-law, he had tasted Lion Tea before. Although it had not been the special supply reserved for the Old Lion, Jimte now believed that even that special supply could not compare to what he held in his hands.
Why was it like this?
Could it be...
That technique just now?
Jimte was beginning to question everything he knew.
Arthur smiled without a word.
Why did his tea taste so good?
Because he had added something to the water he boiled...
Honey!
A tiny bit of honey had improved the water's quality beyond measure.
This was the dirty trick he had learned from a certain old geezer.
Of course, if that trick proved insufficient, the old geezer had taught him another ultimate move-the flavor of no flavor!
Simply put, it meant bluffing!
If he could not win, he would bluff his way through with words. Every person fooled counted. He just had to remain stubborn and refuse to admit defeat.
If anyone asked, they simply did not understand "the flavor of no flavor"!
His tea-making skills just now, however, had been genuine-