In the employee lounge, Ellie Miller sat at the round tea table and poured a steaming cup of Earl Grey tea for the guest.
The tall and handsome Bognard remained unperturbed as he added three times the amount of milk and six packets of sugar to his tea.
Just watching him, Ellie felt overwhelmed.
Then, the guest guided by 'fate' picked up the teacup and gulped down the steaming milk tea.
Ellie Miller: "!!!"
After swallowing the scalding sweet milk tea, Bognard sighed, "Delicious."
"Here's the thing, I'm someone who loves peace and generally dislikes getting involved in disputes, in short... uh, a person."
Ellie looked at his head, and surprisingly, Bognard's head was also completely empty.
It was simply uncanny.
"But one day, my race experienced civil unrest, let me see, that was probably over a thousand years ago... at that time..."
Ellie Miller took a deep breath, "Sir, please focus."
