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... to clench my thirst.

Honestly, I don't know how good or bad black tea tastes, but my encounter with the extraordinary made me thirsty and I feel like it tastes delicious.

"...what a delicious herb tea."

"It is my honor to be praised by you. Kusunoki-sama."

It looks like it wasn't black tea but herb tea. I mean, how'd I know about that fancy stuff...

"Well then, let me continue explaining. As I have told you earlier, every ten years, we would invite a Hero ...

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