"Elvie?"

"That's right, it's her."

Ringer was both surprised and reasonable, and Elvi retrieved her Dark Flame Sword from the bar, saying that she couldn't come to the bar for a while, and it turned out that this was the reason.

Karina ordered a glass of wine and waited for Ringer's time to mix the drink, and she spoke with great interest about what she had seen outside the city.

"She actually used her body to forcibly connect with the magic of the Great Magus, and the City Magister worked together to perform a large-scale destruction magic, but as a result, the magic of those old men was drained, and she couldn't blast her body."

Karina took the Ringer wine, took a sip, and continued:

"But she was also knocked off the warhorse, the armor was broken, tsk, the way she fell to the ground was really obscene, and the adventurers who participated in the battle all screamed excitedly and rushed towards the place where she fell, I don't know if they wanted to grab the credit or want to see her obscene appearance."

"Is she alright?" Ringer asked.

Karina put down her glass and stared at Ringer with suspicion in her eyes.

"Are you worried about her?"

"Out of concern for a friend." Ringer replied calmly.

"Rest assured, her centaur mount pulled her up and fled back to camp in time for those adventurers, undead soldiers and beasts." Karina took another sip of her wine.

It didn't take long for the wind chimes outside the door to ring again.

Maiser entered the bar with a nervous expression.

"Ringer, the undead army outside the city has nothing to do with you, right?" Maiser sat down at the bar, preoccupied, obviously struggling for a long time before coming here.

Ringer smiled and asked her, "You didn't tell anyone else about me, did you?"

"Of course not," Maiser immediately returned, "We are partners, and I can't do anything about betraying our partners, but I want to make sure that the undead army attacking outside the city has nothing to do with you, right?" She asked in a whisper, glancing up at Ringer, noticing that his skin seemed to be even paler, and the horn on his forehead was gone.

Ringer shook his head.

"Although I have signed a contract with the Demon King, I am only responsible for serving wine to her, and I don't know anything about the actions of the underworld, and I am not interested. So you can rest assured that I won't do anything harmful to the city."

Maiser seemed relieved.

"I'm relieved when you say that, bring me a glass of wine, I haven't even slept well in the past two days."

Ringer glanced at her, and Maiser did look a little tired, his eyes were slightly dark, and it seemed that he had gone through some torment and struggle in his heart.

So he made her a cup of "vespers", because of his own reasons, it brought mental torment to others, and he felt that he couldn't get away.

Therefore, when making this cup, he was extra attentive, and his expression appeared focused and gentle.

When Maiser saw the way he was bartending, he believed what he said even more.

After drinking the wine concocted by Ringer, she let out a long breath, and her tense spirit was completely relaxed.

After a while, Maiser seemed to regain his spirits, his green eyes shining again, and he discussed with Ringer about the cooperation between Emerald and the Adventurers' Guild.

"Now is the right time, all the fighting forces in the city have been rallied to fight the undead outside the city, and there are a large number of mages among them."

"In the past two days, I've seen many adventurer squads in the guild return from battle, and the magicians and priests in the team look tired and exhausted."

"Your 'Amethyst' has the effect of restoring magical power, and the taste is far better than the potion of magic tonics, if it is released at this time, it will definitely sell well."

Maiser said excitedly, and Karina, who was on the side, saw her appearance and suddenly reminded:

"Hey, he's a cadre of the enemy camp, aren't you afraid that he will poison the wine and poison the magicians in the city? Maybe the undead outside the city will break through the city, and you will become a sinner."

Maiser looked stunned, looked at Ringer, and stopped talking.

Ringer smirked, "How could I do such a thing

Love, as I said, I'm not interested in war, and I won't insult what I love. Adding despicable things to wine for ulterior purposes, if I do such a thing, I am not worthy of being a bartender."

From Ringer's stern expression, Mercer sensed an unshakable firmness.

"Well, I believe in you, so when will we officially start working together? I hope the sooner the better."

If Ringer is willing to cooperate with the guild at this time, providing the mages in the city with wine that can replenish his magical powers, it can be a strong proof of his position.

Ringer also realized this, so he smiled and said, "Tomorrow I can provide you with the first batch of wine, and you can go into the break room to talk to my colleague about the details of cooperation."

Before today's opening hours, when Nilou first entered the store, Ringer had already spoken to her and said that he wanted her to be in charge of working with the guild.

This is the plan he came up with after Maiser proposed to cooperate, and let Nilou, who fishes and sleeps all day, deal with the overly enthusiastic Maiser, who is only responsible for providing the source of the wine, and does nothing else.

He thought it would take a lot of effort to convince Nilou to agree, but she said yes easily, and probably bored with sleeping every day, so Ringer saved himself a bit of a tongue.

"She might be sleeping in her bed, just wake her up."

Maxer, who walked to the door of the lounge, was stunned for a moment, nodded, and pushed the door in.

After moving yesterday, Ringer and Lanya slept directly in their new residence, did not return to the bar, and will not spend the night at the bar in the future.

With a comfy and soft bed, he certainly doesn't miss the sofa at the bar.

Although he no longer planned to stay at the bar, he did not take the bed in the lounge, nor did he plan to take it, because Nilou seemed to like it.

Since she likes it so much, leave it to her, Ringer thought.

The next guest entering the bar left Ringer's eyes wide open and he stared unblinkingly at the new customer who walked into the store with graceful steps.

Dilu didn't care what came in, and as soon as the door opened, the magic wine glass she held above her head spewed out a beautiful splash of water, greeted by rainbows and fragrant wine mist.

Lan Ya clapped her hands excitedly, and couldn't help but want to take the new guest into her arms and stroke it to her heart's content.

"What a cute cat." Her beautiful violet pupils shone with delight.

Squeezing a crack in the wooden door and entering the bar was an elegant cat, presumably a female cat.

The silver-gray hair on the back and tail is long and soft, but the belly and four paws are white like snow, and they must feel good to the touch.

The silver cat took a few steps before stopping, crouching on the clean wooden floor, not far from the door.

The beautiful cat's eyes of the jewels calmly scanned the environment of the store, and the eyes were slightly blue and shiny, much like the young leaves of the new branches when they were illuminated by the sun.

"Can I touch you?"

Lan Ya squatted beside the cat as if flattering, and her small hands were a little ready to move.

She has always liked cats, but the cats in the city don't like her, whether it is a stray cat with cold eyes or a fat and strong domestic cat, when she approaches, they will vigilantly avoid her.

But that still doesn't change her love for cats, their furry paws, sensitive and quivering ears, tails that seem to have their own consciousness, and their independent personalities that do their own thing.

"No."

The cat's mouth is outspoken, and the tone is very indifferent.

Lanya was a little disappointed, but still stared at the cute cat with interest, after all, it didn't run away directly.

She was already happy to be so close to it.

"What is this place for you?"

Her pink nose sniffed in the air, and Charles smelled a sweet aroma that intrigued her.

Diluco stopped her performance, and stared with interest at the cat crouching on the floor, surrounded by the smell of alcohol.

It was the first time she had seen this furry creature.

"This is the Emerald Bar, a place where you can serve delicious drinks to your guests." Ringer stood at the bar and said to the cat who had entered the store.

"It's a tavern." Charles understood what the mild-looking man had said, and let his guard down for now.

She was really shocked when she found an unfamiliar wooden door suddenly appearing in the gap between the roots of the sacred tree, but judging from what she had seen so far, there was no danger here, and the creatures here were not hostile, of course, the possibility of camouflage could not be ruled out.

This strange house did not suddenly appear under the sacred tree, but only a door, through which she had come somewhere else, perhaps far away.

Ringer seemed to sense the cat's nervousness, and smiled, "Since you're in, why don't you have a drink?"

His words sounded a bit like some kind of provocation to Charles, like saying that he would dare to stay and have a drink.

Of course, Ringer didn't mean it that way, he was just interested in this beautiful cat that could only talk.

Charles stood up, wagging his tail and walking to the bar.

Coming to the bar, he calmly jumped onto the countertop, and then stared at Ringer with fearless eyes, as if with a hint of contempt.

"Come on, let me taste the best wine here."

Ringer had never served a cat, had never drunk wine to cats, and he knew nothing about the tastes of cats, so he didn't know what to serve to the cat guest in front of him.

But he quickly remembered the recipe for a cocktail, the name of which might be appealing to a cat.

Barracuda.

Since he didn't know what flavor he liked, he might as well give it this kind of bar, and Ringer was amused and made a decision.

Skillfully ask Elise to prepare the ingredients and start the concoction.

45 ml of golden rum, 60 ml of pineapple juice, 90 ml of sparkling wine, 15 ml of galliano and lime juice, 10 ml of syrup, mixed with ice cubes under his control, flew like a dragon in the air.

Charles crouched at the bar, his pretty cat's eyes shining golden with his furry tail wagging behind him.

It seems to be kind of interesting.