Unlike the snow-white, the centaur lady's hooves were black and shiny, like delicate high heels, and they clattered lightly on the wooden floor of the bar.

Her gaze fell on the black greatsword on the wall, which had fallen from the Headless Horsemann when he first caused trouble in the shop, and had been hung by Elise on the wall as an ornament.

"Hey, isn't this the perverted greatsword?" She seemed to recognize the sword and was surprised.

That pervert?

Ringer's heart moved, and he asked, "Does the guest know the owner of this sword?" ”

The centaur lady walked to the bar, just above the waist, with a thin silver chain around her smooth waist.

"Of course I do." The corners of the centaur lady's mouth rose, "I heard that she was repaired by your guys here, so come and have a look." ”

The centaur girl looked around the store, her cold gaze swept over Lanya, she sat on a chair in the corner and watched TV as if she didn't notice the white bones she had entered, and then moved away from Ringer's face, and finally locked on Elise.

"You were the one who beat her off, right?"

Elise raised her face slightly: "That's right, you're here to avenge her?" ”

The centaur let out a pleasant laugh: "Revenge? I wish she had been killed, but it seems that you are not strong enough. ”

She shook her head, as if regretful.

"It's a pity that you can't kill her, it will only make her cooler."

Elise snorted, unconvinced.

"If I can find the real head of that pervert, see if I can blast it."

"Well, I'm looking for her head, too, but she's hiding too deeply."

Elise scanned the centaur woman's body and suddenly showed a strange expression.

"You're that perverted war horse, aren't you? Why does it sound like you wish she was dead, isn't she your master? ”

"Master?" A layer of frost seemed to appear on the Centaur girl's face, and her tone was cold, "She's a despicable and shameless pervert." ”

She didn't seem to want to dwell on the subject, and instead said, "Since you're in the tavern, bring me a drink." ”

Finally got to the point.

Ringer perked up slightly and asked, "What flavors do guests like?" ”

"Anything goes."

Ringer glanced at the centaur girl, if you only look at her upper body, there is no doubt that she is very beautiful, and she is the kind of noble and cold lady type beauty, the perfect body is like a sculpture of a beautiful god, and the cold temperament is like an unattainable snow peak.

"What's wrong? Why are you staring at me, hurry up and get me to the bar. Ms. Ma said lightly.

Elise whispered disdain from the side: "Please put away your perverted gaze, don't scare away the guests who have come so hard." ”

The centaur girl smiled tremblingly: "I don't mind, but can you please watch it after the wine?" ”

"I'm sorry, I'm just wondering what wine is more suitable for the temperament of the guests. ”

"Is there a result?"

Ringer smiled, "Please wait. ”

Then she instructed Elise: "Take a bottle of dry gin, a bottle of Cointreau, and wash two clean lemons." ”

Elise wrinkled her nose and quickly prepared the materials that Ringer needed and placed them in front of him.

A bottle of dry gin, a bottle of Cointreau, and two lemons still stained with droplets.

Ringer nodded with satisfaction, worthy of a spider, more hands and feet to do things is faster.

Cointreau, is a white orange peel wine, named after its founder Edward Cointreau, belongs to the fruit liqueur in the blend, often drunk before and after meals, in the orange peel wine has the best orange peel brand evaluation, sweet and rich, with a clear citrus aroma.

"A cocktail glass."

Elise puffed out her cheeks, took another cocktail glass, and placed it in front of Ringer.

Ringer skillfully uses entry-level water and ice magic to create pure ice cubes, some of which fall into the cocktail glass, and the rest still floats in front of him.

"Open the bottle."

Elise grinded her shiny teeth and opened the two bottles of wine, obviously unhappy in her heart, but she just couldn't refuse Ringer's request, this feeling of physical and mental contradiction made her want to stop.

When she learns his technique, she throws him out, she comforts herself in her heart.

Ringer didn't notice the change in Elise's expression, or he didn't care at all, when he was bartending, he only had wine in his eyes, not women.

He used his entry-level wind magic to form an invisible bartender in front of him, and after inhaling the ice cubes floating on the side, the crystal clear liquor in the two bottles flew out of the mouth of the bottle and fell into the invisible bartender.

35 ml of dry gin, 10 ml of Cointreau.

Then the lemon in the porcelain plate suddenly flew up, and was cut by two small cross-shaped wind blades, and the eight-petal flesh formed a circle, swirling and flying, concentrating on the mixture of wine and ice.

As if squeezed by an invisible force, the flesh began to deform, and the fresh lemon juice dripped into the crystal mixture, and after 15 milliliters of juice was squeezed, the half-dried flesh fell back into the plate.

The centaur stared curiously at Ringer and the mass in front of him.

"What are you doing here?"

"Bartending."

Ringer replied calmly, and began to manipulate the mixture in front of him to rotate, the rapidly rotating mixture of ice and wine, presenting a white chaos.

Once the three liquids were perfectly mixed, Ringer asked Elise to pour the ice cubes from the cocktail glass, and then split a white line and fell into the glass.

The wine in the glass is white and slightly transparent, like a pure and cold lady.

Ringer gently pushed the glass in front of the centaur woman.

"A glass of white beauty, please."

The Centaur Girl's ice blue eyes had already given birth to a strong interest, and she picked up the wine glass and brought it to her lips.

The cold liquor on the palate, fresh and pleasant, the acidity of lemon, the sweetness and richness of Cointreau, the spicy of dry gin, and the complex taste of the wine reach a perfect balance with an endless aftertaste.

When the wine entered her throat, a warmth rose in her cold body, showing a seductive color on her delicate skin, like an ice sculpture, but also covered with a warm tone.

She closed her eyes, feeling the warmth she hadn't felt for a long time, her lips slightly open, letting out an even exhale, her chest also heaved slightly, and the white ponytail behind her swayed comfortably.

Elise looked at the Centaur Girl's expression of enjoyment, turned her head, and asked Ringer in a low voice, "Why does everyone drink your wine with that expression?" ”

Like a master telling his apprentice, Ringer said earnestly: "Remember, bartending is not only about memorizing recipes and practicing techniques, but also about being attentive, which is the most important thing."

Only the wine blended with heart can touch the hearts of the guests and bring them the ultimate experience of physical and mental pleasure. ”

Elise's two heroic eyebrows were twisted together, and it was the same as not saying anything to her.

What to say touches the hearts of the guests, she is not a succubus who reads minds, how can she know what the hell is going on in the hearts of the guests.

Or maybe you can beat up the guests and play with peace of mind.