Noon on the same day.

After the three of them finished eating.

Alison and Golan were about to get up and go to the Elcelian Elven Country.

In this regard, Olga did not have any idea of being polite, and directly asked the inn to arrange a carriage and prepare to send the two to Augusto's teleportation position.

Just as all the high-end hotels on the planet have a car service, the hotel where Olga stays, as the most expensive one in Augusto, naturally has a similar service.

Unlike those top hotels on the planet that arrange vehicles such as Rolls-Royce, the top hotels in this world arrange high-level magical beasts that have been domesticated.

In the final analysis, they are all pretending to be forced, and they are all showing their identity, but the pretending is different.

Sitting on the carriage pulled by high-level demonic beasts, facing the envious gazes in the eyes of passers-by from time to time.

Alison and her family are already from extraordinary backgrounds, so naturally they have long been accustomed to this kind of thing, and they are not used to it at all.

And Orga didn't feel the slightest feeling, the only thought was that the wine in the carriage was okay.

After two sips, he suddenly remembered that he seemed to have another craft of bartending.

In line with the principle that as a craftsman, the craft should not be unfamiliar, he picked up a few different bottles of wine, poured a few of each, took a sip, analyzed their respective characteristics, and then began to mix and debug them according to the information given by his taste.

Alison on the other side looked a little confused.

Bartending, they can understand.

I've seen quite a few of them.

But the ever-changing bottles of potions and fruits in Orgar's hands were a little incomprehensible to them.

In just a minute, they saw Olga pour hundreds of unknown things into the cup.

'Could it be that this is some kind of magic potion?'

After glancing at each other, the two of them thought at the same time.

After a while, when the number of ingredients in the cup had reached 375, Olga finally stopped adding more.

Although there were not many of them, hundreds of them were piled up, and the not-so-small wine glass was successfully filled.

When those things were mixed together, the color of the cup directly became extremely cloudy, as if it was a thick gray slurry, which made Alison and Golaner, the two elves of the Appearance Association, frown, and did not have any intention of drinking it at all.

And I don't know if it's because of the smell of the things that are too much, there is a faint smell in the cup, although it can't be said to be unpleasant, but the feeling is definitely not good.

Goran's face was a little disgusted and he said to Orga, "Let's throw this thing out......

Orga just shrugged her shoulders and didn't pay much attention to this.

I saw him raise the wine glass and raise it into the sky, and all the liquid in it was swayed out.

Just when Alison and the others thought he was going to dump the thing, the movement of Olga's hand changed.

Directly from the cup, the liquid was filled into the cup again without leaking.

"Whoa!!"

Under the puzzled gazes of the two, Olga repeated the previous action a thousand times in half a minute.

The violent shaking even caused it to bring up a slight burst of water vapor, which was the reason why the moisture was shaken out.

By the way, a strange fragrance began to slowly fill the interior of the carriage.

With a slight sniff, Alison's eyes lit up.

It was a smell they had never smelled before, as if a myriad of fruits were perfectly blended together, and even made them feel like they were in a huge orchard.

This is not without temptation for the elves.

“duang~”

With a clear thud, the glass was smashed against the table inside the carriage by Orgar.

But not a drop of wine was leaked.

However, the sound of the impact still made Alison and the others frown, a little worried that the cup would be smashed open by Orgar.

And this small problem was quickly ignored by their attention.

Looking at the brilliant brilliance in the cup that continued to rotate like a nebula, Allison, who had never seen such a scene, showed a hint of obsession in her expression.

"It's so beautiful, I can't imagine that the muddy thing before is its predecessor......"

In this regard, Olga said indifferently: "The real and realistic woman obviously dislikes it just now. ”

Then, without hesitation, pour the wine evenly into three portions.

Then he picked up his cup and began to drink.

Feeling the wonderful taste of the taste buds blooming in his mouth, he said complacently: "Well, it's perfect, it's worthy of my work." ”

Hearing his shameless words, Golan and Alison gave him a roll of their eyes helplessly.

But nothing was refuted.

Because for the elven clan, don't mention anything else, just looking at the appearance of this glass of wine, you can give a nine points first.

It's like a work of art.

Therefore, in their opinion, Olga's very complacent words are barely appropriate.

Standard Appearance Association Member-Style Thinking.

After taking a slight sip, the wine that flowed slowly like a streamer was instantly poured into the brain from the tip of the tongue with a strong fruity aroma mixed with high-intensity alcohol.

Even with the strength of Alison and Goran, their faces were slightly flushed.

It fully shows that this glass of wine is indeed a bit of a top.

Feeling the feeling of alcohol on her brain, Alison, who rarely drinks alcohol, opened her lips and exhaled a trace of wine slightly, and said to Orga: "You wine, ordinary people can't drink it, I'm afraid you can get drunk to death if you don't take a sip." ”

It's kind of to blame him for making this wine so high.

"That's natural, how can ordinary people be qualified to drink the wine I concocted. ”

Olga embraced it, and even heard it as a compliment.

Gently shaking the wine glass, Golaner, who likes to drink very much, agrees with Orga's opinion: "Indeed, this kind of wine is indeed a waste for ordinary people to drink. ”

With just one sip, she clearly felt a strong medicinal force mixed with alcohol entering her body, and the comfort of her body being slowly strengthened, combined with the cerebral paralysis effect of alcohol, was an indescribable wonderful feeling.

It made her feel full of novelty.

Since becoming legendary, she hadn't felt drunk in hundreds of years.

Because for a powerhouse of their level, not to mention a little alcohol, even most poisons are immune.

She teased, "I didn't expect you to have this technology." ”

Orga smiled and replied, "Pretty good, isn't it?"

"Definitely. ”

She nodded and asked curiously, "Did someone teach you?"

Faced with this question, Orga neither said yes nor no, but said something inexplicable: "This technology involves a sad story, so it's better not to mention it." ”

It's still the same truth.

Grieg, the original owner of this technology, even had his ashes lifted by himself, and he was dressed as a wedding dress in a technical apprentice, which is really a very sad story.

Although he didn't understand his words much, seeing that he didn't answer himself, Golan gave up the question, and slowly tasted the wine in his hand.

Soon after, the carriage arrived at the place.

Alison and Golan were already feeling a little groggy, but at the moment the carriage stopped.

The magic in their bodies worked instantly, directly wiping out the alcohol in their bodies and making them sober up.

After pulling up the curtain and looking at the teleportation array not far away, Golan put down the empty wine glass in his hand and gently kissed the corner of Orgar's mouth in front of Alison.

She smiled and said, "Remember to contact me in the future." ”

Regarding Orrga's move of knowing where she was, but not looking for her at all, although Golan didn't say anything, she was worried in her heart.

Then, he pulled Allison out of the carriage.

Only Olga was left with a dashing back.

After being stunned, Olga shook the wine glass in his hand calmly, and said to the coachman, "Okay, let's go back." ”