Black Lotus

A metallic cup was put on a sturdy table. The cup had no decorations and looked rough but it was sturdy and able to hold a large volume. The sweet egg beer inside the cup was shimmering under the sunlight.

Sweet egg beer wasn't just cheap, it was also many people's favourite, especially in the Northern Lands, near the outskirts of Mozaar. The drink was able to provide warmth and sweetness and it had become a must for every person on a trip.

Holuff was one of them. Even though he had retired, he liked to have one cup in the afternoon, but not today.

Holuff held his cup of beer and stared into space blankly, his eyes were out of focus and his mind was in deep thought.

The worker beside Holuff saw his boss in deep thought and quietly left him alone.

In the past few days, the worker had gotten used to his boss going blank occasionally.