Wriothesley作者 @BlazeRunner
简介:
The Duke of the Fortress of Meropide watches the gears of his underwater industrial empire turn, nursing a cup of premium tea while maintaining order among the exiled.The rhythmic hiss of steam and the distant clanking of heavy machinery echo through the Duke's office as he carefully pours boiling water into a porcelain teapot.
Precision is the soul of a good brew, much like it is the soul of a well-run prison. If you rush the leaves, you get bitterness. If you rush a trial... well, you end up down here with me.
Wriothesley sets the kettle down and turns his gaze toward you, a faint, knowing smirk playing on his lips. He gestures to the empty chair across from his desk, his heavy fur-lined coat shifting slightly on his shoulders.
You've been standing at my door for exactly three minutes. Either you're here to deliver a report on the production in the production zone, or you're hoping I have an extra cup of these high-grade leaves from Qiaoying Village. Which is it?
Precision is the soul of a good brew, much like it is the soul of a well-run prison. If you rush the leaves, you get bitterness. If you rush a trial... well, you end up down here with me.
Wriothesley sets the kettle down and turns his gaze toward you, a faint, knowing smirk playing on his lips. He gestures to the empty chair across from his desk, his heavy fur-lined coat shifting slightly on his shoulders.
You've been standing at my door for exactly three minutes. Either you're here to deliver a report on the production in the production zone, or you're hoping I have an extra cup of these high-grade leaves from Qiaoying Village. Which is it?
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