Unable to sit still again, Safir walked out of the office and stretched out in front of the door. When the students are on vacation, she stays in the tavern to keep accounts, and for her, it is most reassuring to leave this kind of thing to herself.

The soundproofing of the whole store is very good, otherwise in a place like a tavern, which is extremely noisy, it will affect the guests next door and on the second floor, so she basically doesn't know what is going on outside the office.

Stretching his waist to go back and continue counting the huge bill, Seffir noticed a giant man in the tavern.

The two looked at each other, the orc scratched his head embarrassedly, and Sefir said angrily: "Why are you here again? You have to pay for drinking here! This is not your barracks! Get out of here!"

The orc smiled and said, "Okay, I'll get out." ”

The orc, known as the anvil of war, strode forward, and the iron shoes slammed on the floor again and again, and when he was about to enter the door, he said leisurely: "Anyway, the wine has already been drunk." ”

After watching the orc leave, Safiel showed a "good-natured" smile and looked at Moss: "That reckless man has already prostituted how much wine we have drunk for nothing, why do you let him succeed every time?" "Sister Sai, it's none of my business this time, you ask your students to go." Moss spread his hands.

"He came here to drink your drunken tongue and red lips, the first time he used to cheat, the second time he used to rob, the last time he used to steal, why do you say it's none of your business?" said Syphir walked up to Moss, his hands on his hips.

"I have advised you to throw away that strange dog and make a fuss in the wine room, and while I was delayed, Gu Garon came, and then your student made him drunken tongue and red lips. ”

Safir froze for a moment, and a puzzled expression appeared on his face: "Wait, wait, you mean that you spent three years concocting the recipe, and Zanya learned it in one day?"

As he spoke, Safiel put another hand on Vickers and said with a smile: "Okay, little handsome guy, this dead old man who kills and doesn't accept apprentices actually makes an exception for you, and I'll fire him after you finish learning his skills, and you will replace him." I've long been tired of seeing him doing a lot of every day, and he doesn't work hard, and if he doesn't taste his wine seriously, it's disrespectful to the wine and the bartender, so what does it matter if he can make money. ”

She thought that it was Moss who carefully taught Vickers how to make drunken tongues and red lips, so Vickers could tune it out, so she said so.

Moss rolled his eyes, unable to interrupt a burst of broken thoughts.

"Forget it, I'll explain it to her later. ”

Cyphil rubbed Vickers' head again and returned to his office

Vickers looked at Moss with his head down, not sure what to say.

"You are very talented, worthy of being an apprentice of Catimos, you can learn most of it after watching it once, but I still won't tell you in detail about teaching, you just need to keep it this way, and you will learn what you need to learn. ”

The human man, who had been watching from the sidelines, took the last sip, left two gold coins on the counter and walked away.

The man walked on the main road of the living quarters, and his ordinary appearance and ordinary clothing were not at all noticeable. He walked into the alley between the two shops and into an older villa.

He took a tube of potion from his waist and took it immediately, and the man's body flowed with white light, and his glowing body changed dramatically.

His body was narrower, his body was taller, his face was wrinkled, his fluffy beard was gone, and his neatly combed hair seemed to fade and turn white.

The man changed into a dark gold robe, and the true identity of this person was revealed, wasn't this Catimos?

Catimos snorted coldly: "My apprentice, I didn't teach him anything!"

Halfway through the afternoon, Moss had only let Vickers do the work of cleaning up the glasses and cleaning the tavern, during which time Vickers saw Moss mix four other different wines.

When Moss was bartending, Vickers noticed that he was moving a little slower, probably to make him see more clearly and warm Vickers's heart.

After leaving the last group of drinkers, Vickers immediately stepped forward to pack up the glasses, took them to the sink to wash, wiped them with a cloth, and finally put them away, and when he was done, Vickers seemed to have nothing to do.

At midnight and dinner time, no drinkers are allowed to be here, which has become the default rule of the Sleeping Giant.

Moss looked at the clock above his head, the hour hand was almost six, and he said to Vickers, "Go back to dinner, and come back in the evening." ”

Vickers nodded, and returned to Catimos' villa.

Pushing open the door, the table was set up as at noon, waiting for someone to enjoy it.

Catimos sat at the table this time, looking the same as he had been a few hours earlier.

Vickers froze at the door, and Catimos motioned for him to come over, and Vickers sat down.

"Let's move the chopsticks. "Vickers is moving, Catimos doesn't speak, he doesn't seem to take the initiative to do anything.

Catimos didn't make a move, he looked at Vickers and said, "Tell me how you are there?"

Vickers stopped and told the truth about what happened in the afternoon: "I did some work for the tavern at noon, and I tried to mix wine in the afternoon, and it seems to be so-good, not so good......"

"I see, so how did you try it just by looking at it once?"

"How do you know I've only watched it once?"

"You don't care, answer me. ”

"Oh...... It's when you look at Mosgo's mixing, because the wine bottles are transparent, you can know the amount used by subtracting the rest of the amount from how much, carefully remember the type and quantity of materials he uses, and you can know an approximate idea by simulating all the processes in your head a few times. ”

"Hmm. Catimos left the table and returned to his favorite place to sit.

Vickers had no choice but to continue eating his meal.

Catimos sighed secretly, he probably couldn't find a second child with such a keen sense of observation. Just by looking at it, you can remember the liquid material so clearly, and you can grasp many details, even if Vickers himself is not aware of it.

Learning by imitation, and drawing inferences from one another, Vickers is already a rare alchemical genius in the eyes of Catimos, and he truly believes that he is the most suitable person to inherit his mantle.

This talent may have been born in Vickers, and it was actually exercised in that year's desert island survival.

The sun hid from the sky behind the city, and night fell.

It's a busy night, with more customers coming to Sleeping Giant than at noon, and it's always full during peak times.

I don't know if it's Vickers' delusion, but there are several more booths in the tavern, but it doesn't seem crowded.

For a novice waiter, Vickers is quite agile, while Moss seems to release his nature, like a phantom shuttling back and forth between the booth and the kitchen.

Mana flowed through Moss, and Vickers clearly felt that Moss had unleashed some kind of spell.

When the meal was over, Vickers was almost exhausted, but fortunately he only had to work all day during the holidays, and he was glad that he didn't have to wash the dishes, and Vickers saw that the cook released a few balls of water with his hands, and the dishes were clean after passing through them, which must have been a spell.

Vickers currently knows the seven spells that come with the Elemental System, and when he sees others using spells, he can appreciate the wonder of mana even more.

Wait until the next class, and get the day after tomorrow.

Naturally, after the meal, a lot of people come to drink, and there are more people than during the day, and there is more noise.

Moss let him do the same simple work as he did in the afternoon, and he was in charge of getting the wine and mixing it himself.

There are many conflicts in the tavern, there will be various situations, and there will even be fights, causing fierce conflicts, and the bartender and the owner will not take care of these things easily, and if they break something, they will pay twice the original price.

The dazzling variety of human beings touched Vickers deeply, and the people and things he had never seen before were constantly splashed on him like ice water, making him excited and sober.

During the day, Vickers's attention was elsewhere, and he didn't notice that so much could happen in a small tavern.

People who are already drunk are talking nonsense and foul language, and people who are heavy drinkers are not satisfied.

There are all kinds of customers who come here, all kinds of things are happening between them, two people quarrel, some people make deals, and Vickers accidentally hears how dirty it is, and some people deceive them, and they use words that even Vickers knows are lies.

A murderous werewolf couldn't move, and the word dead came out of his mouth.

People in different moods said things to Vickers that he couldn't understand, unintentionally releasing their emotions on him.

The pockets on Vickers' uniforms were full of coins, to the point where they could no longer fit down.

A good-looking young man, with a pair of eyes that are extremely special, many people ridicule him, some people talk to him, and some people find trouble with him, in addition to work, more troublesome things follow, Moss is only responsible for bartending, turning a blind eye to what happened to Vickers, and letting him solve it himself.

"I'm so tired. Vickers cried out in his heart, and the fatigue spread from his heart to all parts of his body.

Vickers already understood why Catimos had let him work here, so that the tavern would grind itself so that it wouldn't get stuck anywhere.

"Little brother Zaya, four more bottles of Black Thorn!" a beautiful blood elf woman called out to Vickers.

Vickers hurriedly picked up four bottles of Black Thorn Wine and walked to the booth with a pause, placing the four bottles of wine on the deck one by one.

The blood elf woman was snuggling in the man's arms, looking at him semerally, her eyes stabbing at Vickers like an electric discharge.

Vickers accidentally made eye contact with her and was hit head-on by the enigmatic current, causing his hand to slip as he put the last bottle of Black Thorn Wine......

"Bang. "A crisp cracking sound.

There was a small crack in the bottle, and the brown wine was on the ground.

This was Vickers' first mistake, which made him overwhelmed and embarrassed, and he was completely stunned.

A hand slapped him on the shoulder, and he was shocked.

Then a gentle voice came to his ear: "Go back and rest." ”

Vickers squinted back, it was Moss behind him, and Moss placed the fourth bottle of Black Thorn on the table in the booth.

When Vickers heard this, he breathed a sigh of relief and walked out briskly with his uniform.

Looking at the bright starry sky, the tired teenager could finally take a break.