Ringer looked back at the door of the bar, and a sexy headless body in openwork black armor walked in, carrying a man's head in his hand.

Headless Horseman, Elvi.

Here she is again.

The first time Karina saw her in the store, she looked curiously, and always felt that the other party seemed to be kind, and it was a feeling of finding her own kind.

"Hehe, I must retrieve my sword today." The stubble man smiled, but his beautiful body was facing Elise at the bar, and he straightened his proud chest, as if declaring war on her.

Elise followed Ringer's example, holding a delicate glass in her hand, seemingly calmly wiping it, but Ringer noticed that the corners of her brow were twitching slightly.

"Please, after all, it is a guest's thing, and it should be returned to its original owner." Elise said something that surprised everyone.

"Elise, are you out of the blue?" Karina turned her head to stare at Elise in surprise, at this time, she should have rushed up to beat the provocative guest away as soon as possible.

Elise gritted her teeth and responded, "Your brain is broken, and I can't be gentle." ”

"It's really strange that the word gentle comes out of your mouth, like an old hunter saying 'how can you eat a bunny so cute'."

"Heh, then you just wait and see, I'll be more gentle in the future."

Karina burst out laughing, as if she had heard the funniest joke.

The Headless Horseman, who was left to the side, not only did not go to get the sword, but shouted, "Hey, come and stop me, okay?" ”

Elise ignored her, continuing to argue with Karina as if she didn't exist.

The Headless Horseman rushed to the bar, lifted the man's head, and slapped it on the countertop.

"You're in a tavern, serve me a drink!" The cross-section of the man's head and neck is flat and smooth, like a living sculpture standing on the table.

Her idea is that since it's a tavern, she won't ignore the customer's request to order.

Elise finally turned her head and glanced at the man's head, her expression indifferent.

"Hmph, what do you want to drink?"

A smile finally appeared on the man's face, and the smile was quite meaningful.

"Anything goes, as long as it satisfies me."

The implication is that if she can't satisfy him, she will use the excuse to make trouble, and the real purpose is self-evident.

Elise is naturally not stupid, she knows what she is thinking, and her little hand under the bar is already clenched into a fist, and she wants not to hit her directly?

But as her war horse Artiles said, not being able to kill her will only make her more happy, and she will be entangled again and again, so you must resist the urge to beat her.

Suddenly, someone tapped her on the shoulder, turned her head, and Ringer had walked into the bar, smiling confidently.

"Let me do it."

Elise nodded subconsciously, and then obediently gave up the main seat.

Ringer pulled out his newly purchased wand, its slender silver wand glittering delicately in the shop's lights.

The man looked at the silver wand in Ringer's hand and asked, "What are you doing with a silver chopstick?" ”

"It's a delicate wand from Holmz." Ringer explained, waving his silver wand slightly, and two bottles flew down the wine cabinet behind him and landed steadily in front of him.

One bottle is red vermouth and the other is rum.

The man looked at Ringer with interest to see what he was up to, his sexy headless body reclining on a high chair, his amazingly slender legs still touching the ground.

"Elise, grenadine syrup, ground coffee, improvised syrup."

Elise quickly placed the three jars in front of Ringer, side by side with the two bottles, and the speed was still very satisfying to Ringer.

In terms of running errands, she is surprisingly useful.

Ringer snapped his fingers and popped twice, and the stopper flew out of the bottle, and then with a wave of his silver wand, two slender threads of red and white, flew out of the mouth and swirled around the tip of the silver wand.

10 ml of red vermouth and 30 ml of rum.

His gaze swept over the three jars in front of him, the one on the left containing the grenade syrup, the ground coffee in the middle, and the simple syrup on the right.

The silver wand waved again, and a small ball of red grenadine syrup flew out of the jar on the left, about the amount of a spoonful, and a thin line of light red flew out of the jar on the right, no more, no less, exactly ten milliliters, fused with the red grenade syrup, and black coffee powder rose from the jar in the middle, which was little by little integrated into the mixed syrup, making the color of the mixed syrup gradually darken.

"Wine glasses."

Elise took a clean wine glass with her hands and feet, and was about to put it down, when she heard Ringer say:

"Don't let it go, hold it steady."

She stood beside Ringer with her glass in hand.

The mixed syrup fell into the glass, and the rum and red muscs had already fused together before falling into the glass.

A glass of dark red wine, light at the top and dark at the bottom, like a collision of red and black.

"It's called 'Red and Black', and guests are invited to taste it. ”

Hearing this, Elise placed the wine glass in front of the man's head.

The man took two sharp puffs of his head and nose, smelled a tempting aroma of wine, and the body sitting on the high chair stretched out his hand, picked up the wine glass, and fed it to the man's head and mouth.

The wine glass was slightly slanted, the wine was in the mouth, and the sweet and thick taste made the man's head squint his eyes comfortably, and a disgusting expression appeared on his face, which seemed to Elise.

The man took small sips of the experience, seemingly completely immersed in the wonderful experience, the dark red liquor leaking from under his neck and spilling over the bar like blood.

After a glass of drinking, all the wine that the man's head had drunk leaked from under his neck, and the dark red liquor dripped from the edge of the bar to the wooden floor.

Although there is no way to absorb it, it is perfectly fine to taste the taste.

The man's eyes were opened, his expression was complicated, and he wanted to speak.

Ringer smiled and asked, "Are the guests still satisfied with this cup?" ”

The man's head sighed: "It was I who lost, I have never drunk such a wonderful wine, it conquered my tongue and made it impossible for me to say what it was hard to drink, alas. ”

The headless body stood up, and as he lifted the man's head, a small wisp of wine leaked from under his neck and spilled on the floor.

"I'll come again, the same wine, you can't conquer me a second time, next time I'll definitely get my sword back."

The sexy Headless Horseman walked to the door, Elise stood in the bar and said, "I said that the things will be returned to their original owners, please take the things away, and then don't come again, okay?" ”

As if he hadn't heard, the Headless Horseman walked out of the bar in style.

"Did he not give the money?" Lanya stared at the wooden door that had been closed.

"Then why didn't you stop him?" Elise asked rhetorically.

"Well, because I can't beat him."

Soon, however, the door opened again, and the skeletal maid Kani entered, this time not with a broomstick, but with a gem-encrusted gold cup.

"May I ask if Elvie-sama was drinking here just now?"