"You don't feel it at all?" Severna raised her eyes and looked at Ringer, who looked as usual.

She shook it deliberately, but the other party still looked at her eyes quietly, and his gaze did not move down for half a minute.

"What does it feel?" He asked deliberately.

"The feeling of being ready to move." Sivona blinked.

Ringer smiled politely.

"You're sexy, I appreciate it, but that's all, and no superfluous thoughts come into play."

"Then you should look at me." Sivona shook it twice.

Ringer looked down, glanced politely, and then gave a thumbs up and gave an affirmative look.

"Can you look at me, use your imagination, and show me the picture in your head?" Severna pleaded earnestly.

"I'm sorry, I'm an unimaginative person, and even more so in this regard."

Sivona clasped her hands in front of her chest, and a pair of large, beautiful eyes stared at Ringer disapprenantly.

"I see, you either don't like women, or you like smaller ones, right?"

"Would you like a drink?" Ringer changed the subject.

Sivona looked at his face and didn't linger.

"Okay, I heard Sister Main say that your wine here is good, so bring me a drink."

Ringer placed the menu in front of Cipona and flipped through a few pages, her eyes lit up.

"That's good."

The slender white fingers point to the place where "****" (Sexonthebeach), and it also has a straightforward alias, called Beach**, which matches her dress at this time.

"Okay, please wait a moment."

Vodka 1oz, peach liqueur 1oz, cranberry juice 2oz, orange juice 2oz, pulled by a glittering silver wand, fly in a thread from their respective containers, merge in the air and mix with pure ice cubes that emerge from the air, before falling together into the glass.

"You're a magician, and you're actually working as a bartender in a tavern?" Seeing Ringer's subtle manipulation of magic, Sivona was surprised.

"No, a bartender who learned magic." Ringer made the adjusted **** gently fall in front of Sawona and corrected her statement, "Besides, as a witch, aren't you also writing?" ”

"As an ageless witch with a long life, life will be really boring if you don't find something to do."

Sivona said softly as she looked at the glass that had fallen in front of her, staring at the gradient from orange to golden in the glass.

"Writing is the most time-consuming, and there is no end to it, and it is best to pass the time. Sometimes it's stuck, and a sentence or two can be pondered for hours. ”

"Oh~ it tastes great!"

Sivona took a sip of her wine, let out a misleading moaning admiration, and her eyes narrowed happily.

After a while, she opened her eyes and continued:

"Ah, after writing a small section, change it ten times or eight times, and a few days will pass."

"Halfway through writing, I suddenly didn't want to write, and I overturned it all, and started all over again, and a few months passed."

"The best situation is that the plot line is too much and too complicated, like a chaotic thread wrapped around the body and tied a dead knot, before untying the knot, every time a word is written, the thread wrapped around the body will be tightened by a point."

Speaking of this, Sivona seemed to have a dry mouth, took another big sip of ****, and then continued:

"It can take years to untie the knot. If the plot line is open enough and complex enough, it will even take decades. However, although this feeling is torturous, it can make people ignore the passage of time, let alone get bored. ”

"What witches are most afraid of is boring time, so the witches of the Black Forest are basically writing, and we have also established a publishing house to distribute ours throughout the continent."

"Nightingale Press?" Layla, who had been sitting next to her, suddenly joined the conversation.

"Sister Main told you, yes, it's Nightingale Press."

"Is the Night Dance Teacher also a witch?"

Sivona noticed the cover in front of her and smiled, "It turns out that you are a fan of Sister Main." ”

Layla froze for a moment, then her eyes widened.

"That ...... Is it the Night Dance Teacher? Oh my God, I missed the chance to get her to sign for me. ”

"When I met Sister Main, she seemed to be in a good mood, and she should like you here, so don't worry, you'll have a chance to see her." Sivona said with a smile.

Layla made up her mind that she would come to the store every day to keep watch.

"Miss Seevona, what kind of people are watching?" Ringer asked suddenly.

"Anyone can read what I write, because I've been writing diligently for hundreds of years, and I've used dozens of pen names alone. My writings are rich and varied, involving all classes, such as the farmer and the noble lady, the lady and the servant, the maid and the young master, the young master and the lord, the lord and the priest, the priest and the nun, the nun and the warrior monk, the warrior monk and the goblin, ......"

"Wait, I don't have to list any more."

Ringer's mind was a little confused, but he learned one thing, the witch in front of him wrote something amazing.

Sivona smiled.

"Hehe, so no matter what race, what identity, you can always find a suitable one in the books I have written. Farmers, traders, soldiers, commoners, nobles, and most of course, adventurers everywhere. By the way, there are also clergy, such as nuns with a budding heart......"

"Wait, will the church see this kind of content?"

"Don't underestimate human desires, the pleasure of breaking taboos is incomparable. Once you experience it, it's like being bewitched by a demon, and it's hard to get out of the clutches of desire. ”

"By the way, do you want a copy?" With her little hand behind her waist, Sivona pulled out four or five copies with attractive covers and showed them to Ringer.

"I don't think so, thank you." Ringer was obsessed with The Fundamentals and Practice of Demonic Alchemy, and he wasn't interested in it.

It's not that I'm biased, but I'm really not interested.

"What about you?" Severna asked Layla again.

"I've got them all!" Layla's eyes lit up.

A deal was completed before Ringer's eyes.

"It turns out that you are a night cat teacher, I have seen your works, the meat drama is very well written, the language is magnificent and gorgeous, and the plot and gameplay are full of imagination!" Layla saw the author's name on the cover of the book she bought, and recognized Sivona as one of her favorite authors.

"Thank you," Severna laughed, "I've been using the pen name Night Cat for ten years, and I've been planning to change my vest lately. ”

"Can I see your manuscript?" Layla excitedly.

Sivona tilted her head and thought about it, and it wasn't a bad thing for a reader to give her an opinion, so she responded to Layla's expectation with a smile:

"If I have the chance, I'll show you some of the manuscript here."

"Thank you." Layla's face turned red with excitement.