Roza raised her eyebrows in surprise upon hearing the history behind the Whiteraven ale.
She felt that after such a story, the drink had somehow become even more tantalizing.
"This…" Roza was left speechless after taking the first sip of the Whiteraven ale.
The taste of the drink wasn't particularly extraordinary; it went down smoothly on one's palate. However, the effect it had on her body exceeded her expectations.
Roza felt as though she had swallowed molten lava that was slowly trickling down her throat. Her mana circuits seemed to ignite, and the flow of mana within her body became restless.
As she gazed at the ever-restless waves, she sensed a similar turbulence within herself. Her mana core felt agitated, spinning rapidly before beginning to absorb the surrounding mana.
"Enjoy the effect while it lasts, Roza," Eren said with a smile, though he didn't look at her. He could discern what was happening to her and reassured her.