After changing his clothes, Ringer walked into the bar, his fluctuating emotions quickly calming down.

The square inch inside the bar is his own world, and as long as he walks here, he has a sense of peace of mind.

Before the guests came, there were only three people in the store, Ringer, Nilou and Elise, and in order to relieve the embarrassment just now, Ringer took the initiative to break the silence.

"Why is it that the Prince of the Sun can understand what I am saying, even though he doesn't know the words of the earth? And Lanya and Karina too. ”

Nilou smiled and explained, "This question involves the magical structure of this bar, which involves a variety of magical disciplines, and it is complicated to explain. However, you can simply interpret it as the fact that anyone who enters this bar will receive a continuous magic effect and will be able to understand the languages of other races. ”

"I see." One of Ringer's doubts was answered.

As the bar began its official day, Ringer wiped down his bottle and mentally guessed who would be the first customer of the day.

Karina peeked at herself changing her clothes yesterday, so she probably won't be here today, and even if she did, she wouldn't be as positive as usual.

It is unlikely that the Prince of the Sun will come over so soon, so only Lan Ya is left among the regular customers.

When the wind chimes rang outside the door, Ringer looked at the door, and to his surprise, it was not Lanya who walked into the bar, but a new customer.

An old man with gray hair, a long beard that hung down to his chest, was also white, dressed in a simple gray robe, and carried a staff about the height of the others in his hand.

The staff was more like a long stick with a thick top and a thin bottom, very simple.

The old man, with his deep, bright eyes, scanned the bar layout roughly, walked to a wine table and sat down, placing his staff on the table.

Elise walked over with the menu and asked politely:

"What do you need, this guest? We have not only alcohol here, but also non-alcoholic beverages including soft drinks, juices and tea. ”

The old man smiled peacefully: "Of course you go to the tavern to drink. ”

"Okay, we've recently launched a brand new wine in the store, which is a mix of different liquors with unique flavors, and here's the menu, you can see which one you need."

Elise put the menu in front of the old man, the menu was graphic and textual, the old man flipped through the two pages, saw the crystal clear cocktail picture on it, and praised:

"Your wine is beautiful."

Then tap on the menu with your fingers like dead branches.

"A glass of 'contemplation', what a good name, I don't know how it tastes."

"Okay, please wait."

Elise arrived at the bar and immediately smiled.

"Hey, a cup of contemplation, hurry up."

There wasn't much space in the bar, and Ringer had already heard what the old man had ordered, and when Elise came, he had already taken a bottle of whiskey from the wine cabinet.

"Got it."

Elise sat down at the bar, her hands propped up on her beautiful chin, and stared at Ringer's every move, as if she was going to steal from her face.

Ringer didn't care, the ingredients needed for "contemplation" were not complicated, just add a moderate amount of syrup, mint leaves and a slice of lemon to the whiskey, but the amount was very elegant.

As he fetched the flask and glass, he said to Elise, "If you want to learn, come in and help." ”

Elise blinked, her pretty eyes revealing doubt.

"Did you really let me in?"

"If you don't want to, I didn't say it."

"Ahem, since you want me to help you so much, then I'll help you a little."

Elise tilted her head slightly and entered the bar and came to Ringer's side, a hint of excitement hidden in her eyes.

"Tell me, how do you want me to help you?"

Ringer couldn't help but want to laugh when he saw her pretending not to care, but his face remained calm.

"Go get some ice cubes, and 6 fresh mint leaves, remember to clean them, and cut a fresh lemon."

Elise obediently went, much to Ringer's surprise, is this still the Elise who always likes to lose her temper?

Elise was not good at bartending, but she was surprisingly sharp, and she quickly prepared the ingredients that Ringer needed.

Ringer's eyes swept over the ice bucket in front of him, six tender green mint leaves with water droplets, and a golden lemon, and praised: "Very good, fast, accurate materials, and good slicing technique." ”

An unnatural look flashed across Elise's face.

"Hmph, don't think that if you praise me now, I'll change my mind, and when my skills surpass yours, I'll still kick you out of the bar."

"Looking forward to your performance."

Seeing the usual smile on Ringer's face, which was sincere and friendly, not at all like what she had pretended, Elise thought to herself, did he really think so? It doesn't matter if I overtake him? Is he really so generous?

Thinking like this, she suddenly felt that Ringer didn't seem to be so annoying.

She began to take a closer look at Ringer's hands, which were white and well-proportioned, knuckled, and graceful and nimble in their mixing.

When he picked up the stainless steel ice clip and picked up the cold transparent ice cube from the ice bucket, the hands were like a pair of works of art, presenting a pure beauty.

When he gently shredded the light and delicate fresh mint leaves and threw them into the shaker, his technique was so gentle and delicate.

The pair picked up the teaspoon again, added a teaspoon of syrup to the shaker, poured the whiskey into the bottle, closed the lid, and began to shake violently.

The hands blurred in her eyes, and suddenly became clear again, and the rattling of the jug reached her ears, and Elise's heart seemed to be mixed up in them, shaken to a mess.

Her breathing was a little messy, and her chest heaved slightly.

At this time, the hands suddenly stopped shaking, slowly moved the flask to the top of the classic wine glass that had been prepared for a long time, and gently opened the lid, and the crystal wine flowed out, filling the classic wine glass.

The golden lemon slices sink into the wine glass, like the sun sinking into the sea, and a glass of "contemplation" is completed.

"Remember?"

Elise's voice suddenly sounded in her ears, and she woke up like a dream, and looked away from those hands.

"What?"

"I ask you, do you remember the steps I did just now? Every detail counts. ”

"No, no."

Elise felt her face burn slightly, and her attention was all drawn to those hands just now, and she didn't pay attention to the details of Ringer's mixing.

"It's okay, next time I have a chance to show you again, I'll send this glass of wine to the guests first."

"Oh, good."

Elise bowed her head and left the bar, picked up the prepared cup of "contemplation", and brought it to the gray-robed old man's table.

Ringer stared at her figure, always feeling that her appearance just now was weird, and the modulation of "contemplation" was not complicated?

At this moment, the wind chimes at the door rang again.

A petite purple figure burst into the bar, accompanied by a childish cry.

"Ringer, I'm sorry I lost your gold coins."