Until many years later, "The Tale of Treich and the Dragonfly" remained a repertoire at Roland Gaar's Bar. And as time went on, many new versions and episodes of Treshi's series of stories were derived, and the green-eyed girl became the most famous bartender in the kingdom of Erathia and even on the continent of Antagreqi.

However, at this moment, Tresh himself was laughing uncontrollably, and he kept sticking out his tongue and grimacing at Moriarty in shame. And the girl's cute laughter immediately attracted the attention of many drinkers. Suddenly, the rest of the people in the bar were surprised to find that Mrs. Parguer's face was also as beautiful as a water lily blooming, and that smile was no longer merely ceremonial, but truly full of joy and joy.

"Oh, what kind of joke did that kid say, he actually amused Madame!"

"Oh my God, it's the first time I've ever seen someone challenge Sunset."

"Is it because I've drunk too much, or is Retus too fierce today, am my eyes glazed? Can anyone sue me? ”

As if a miracle had been seen, the bar suddenly fell silent for a moment, and then erupted into a noise that was enough to tear down the roof.

"Lady Parguerce, may I sit down?" Still with a faint smile, Moriarty bowed slightly to the red-haired lady, as if thanking her for the smile.

"Of course, sir, your joke is really funny, and it fits well at Roland's Bar." The corners of Pagris's mouth were still slightly upturned, and at the same time, she deliberately glanced at Trecy on the other side, and the green-eyed girl immediately blushed and fled in a hurry.

"Thank you." Moriarty nodded, took a step, and sat down on the "precious" stool.

"Look, that guy really got on it."

"Yes, Mrs. Pargueris allowed it.

"Oh, I'm going to hear that joke, I can't wait."

"Just ask Treshi, she was right next to her."

Seeing that Moriarty had really managed to sit down in front of Pagris, the "storm" in the bar escalated further, and all the drinkers were eagerly discussing what kind of joke would impress the beautiful and noble bar owner. However, everyone who tried to learn the truth from Teress was immediately met with a firm refusal and a ruthless blow from the green-eyed girl, which also made everyone in Roland's Bar more confused and gossipy.

Mrs. Pargueris glanced at the seated Moriarty, and without saying anything more, she reached out and removed two unlabeled bottles from the nearby wine rack, and placed several empty wine glasses and a thin silver rod on the bar, and began to concoct Sunset.

Completely different from the state of the red-haired singer when singing, when she was a bartender, Pugris's body completely lost the sensuality and sadness from the soul, but was full of a unique style of ability, self-style, and heroism.

At this moment, Paglis's long red hair was like the waves of the sea, constantly shaking and undulating with his every bartending action, like a flame, like a flag.

There are no fancy or difficult moves like ordinary bartenders, just mixing two unknown liquors together, and then stirring them quickly with a silver rod, and two glasses of "afterglow" with a deep golden red like a sunset are concocted.

Then, Parguerite shoved one of them in front of Moriarty, and she picked up the other.

"I wish future Grand Arcanists a smooth journey." The red-haired lady clinked glasses with Moriarty and drank first.

"May your singing always be so charming, and may your wine always be so fragrant." Moriarty smiled and poured the liquor down her throat. …,

I don't know if it was the taste of "sunset" that was originally like this, or if the red-haired lady had injected some special emotion into the golden-red liquor, and when the spicy liquor with the spicy taste like a sword and knife slashed like a knight rushed through the throat and finally entered the stomach pouch, Moriarty felt not the expected burst of burning and burning, but a faint sadness and the indescribable sorrow that seemed to be before parting.

Moriarty closed his eyes and let the "afterglow" evaporate, swirl, and dissipate in his body. After an unknown amount of time, Moriarty slowly opened his eyes, stood up, and looked at Pugris, while slamming the glass in his hand to the ground.

"Smack."

With a crisp cracking sound, the glass turned into thousands of fragments and scattered all over the ground, as if the bones and limbs of a knight killed in battle were scattered.

"What's going on?"

Although Treesy had been running away from the center bar since he was ashamed, his eyes never looked away from the central bar. When she suddenly saw Moriarty smash the wine glass, the green-eyed girl was taken aback. What is the reason for Moriarty, who has always been mild-mannered and seemingly never angry, to drop the cup?

And just as Trecy and the rest of the bar looked at him in disbelief, the red-haired lady suddenly smiled a genuine smile that she had almost never seen in Roland's Bar, and then dropped her glass to the ground in the midst of everyone's stunned eyes.

"Your wine is special. Is Sunset' really just Sunset? Moriarty asked, looking at Pagris a few feet away, eye to eye.

"No, of course not." Pugliez looked back at Moriarty likewise and smiled, as if looking at an old friend.

"Can I try my other half?" Moriarty asks a strange question that seems puzzling.

"Unfortunately, it's not the time." The red-haired lady slowly put away her smile and shook her head, a look of regret on her beautiful face.

"It's a pity, such a great wine. I hope that one day, I will have the opportunity to drink it. Moriarty sighed and sat back on the round stool.

"I hope that day, too." Pagris nodded, but was already back to the perfect bar owner.

"Well, drinking Sunset is already a lot of excitement, I shouldn't be so greedy." Moriarty glanced at the fragments of the wine glass on the ground and smiled apologetically at Pagris.

"I've got my share too." The red-haired lady waved her hand faintly, "The afterglow has passed." So let's talk about business. ”

"Yes, it's time for business." Moriarty nodded.

In this way, when the two wine glasses were reduced to wreckage, Moriarty and Pugris were like a pair of old friends, facing each other, across the bar, refilling new wines and whispering.

The drinkers around him, including Trech, didn't understand what was going on. Could it be that Sunset is really a drink that can drive people crazy?

The passage of time seemed to stand still in the light of the candlelight in the bar. An hour passed, two hours passed, three hours passed ... The so-called business should have ended a long time ago, but Moriarty and Pagris still sat facing each other, drinking glass after glass of unnamed wine, occasionally speaking a few words, but more often than not, there was a tacit silence between them.

It was about half-past eight when Thomson arrived at Roland's Bar. Like everyone else, the White Cloud Township clerk was stunned at first glance at Moriarty, who sat across from the red-haired lady.

"Alright, it's time for me to go, it's time for another appointment." Moriarty also saw Thomson standing in the doorway, smiled at Paglies, drank the remnants of the wine, and stood up. …,

"Goodbye, then, Moriarty." The red-haired lady's cheeks were slightly red, and her black eyes were slightly misty, like dusty obsidian.

"Thank you Sunset, I'm going to miss it." Moriarty took out a small black velvet bag from her bosom and handed it to Puglias: "A little parting gift, I hope you like it." ”

"Thank you. I'm looking forward to the day when you will be invited to another drink. Glancing at the pocket, Pargueris smiled genuinely at Moriarty, then took the pocket in her hand, then turned and disappeared through the small door behind her.

"Let's go, White. After standing for so long, it's time to move. Moriarty watched the flaming red hair disappear, left his seat, patted White on the shoulder, and walked towards Thomson at the door.

"It's finally time to get down to business." White smiled, signaling that he didn't have to worry about standing with his attendant for so long, and followed Moriarty towards the turntable.

"Hey, Tereshi, thank you for your hospitality, goodbye." When she reached the middle of the bar, Moriarty hadn't forgotten to say hello to the green-eyed girl. However, the response was a girl's grimace and a funny gesture like chasing ducks.

"Haha." Moriarty and White laughed at the same time, and they only thought that this green-eyed girl was really playful and interesting.

"Mr. Thomson, it's a pleasure to see you again. Now, can we go 'shopping'? Moriarty walked up to Thomson and said quietly, not at all like a man who had been drinking all night.

"I am glad too, my honorable sir. If we can, we'll go right away. Thomson replied respectfully, apparently stunned by the previous battle between Moriarty and Pagris.

"Then, don't waste any more time, let's go."

With that, Moriarty, White, and Thomson walked through the turnstile and walked out of Roland's Bar, disappearing into the night of White Fortress.