1 ounce of gin, 2 ounces of violet liqueur, 1 ounce of lemon juice, and a dash of champagne at the end make up a purple poison.

Not really poison, but a drink called poison.

But even if it's a real poison, it's no threat to a lich.

Purple has always had a witchcraft-like mystery, and when the wine glass is held by a white bone claw, this mystery adds a touch of danger.

Calderón never intended to do anything in this wonderful tavern from the beginning, he did not like violence, he preferred to solve problems with wisdom.

The more important reason is that he can't see through here. In his knowledge, there are very few things in the world that can make him feel new, but this tavern is full of mystery.

He shook his glass slightly, and the eyes of the rest of the shop were on him, trying to see how a lich drank.

He smiled, and as the glass moved to his lips, flesh and blood quickly grew on the bare bones, and by the time the rim reached his lips, he had gone from a terrifying skeleton to a pale youth.

The purple wine moistened his slightly dry lips, he put down his glass, smiled and commented, "It's really good, no wonder it can be recognized by that little girl."

Ringer stared at his pale and handsome face, a little surprised, was this what he looked like when he was alive, or was it a random change?

"This is what I was like when I was alive." Calderón held his glass, like a noble gentleman. "Isn't it young?" He suddenly smiled at Ringer, revealing Bai Sensen's teeth.

Very young indeed, beyond Ringer's expectations.

"Hehe, when I died, I was only twenty-four years old." Calderon took an elegant sip of his wine, "At that time, I had already understood the magic known in the world and seen a higher level, but I also clearly foresaw that with the human lifespan, it would not be enough to sustain me to get to that point."

Calderón whispered, as if chanting some ancient incantation.

"It was at that time that I realized that although humans have infinite possibilities, there is a limit to their lifespan, so I decided to abandon my human identity, become a lich, and continue to explore the boundaries of magic."

"Have you ever regretted that decision?" Ringer asked as if he were a normal guest.

No matter what the other party's identity and position is, at this moment, he is sitting at the bar with the wine I made in his hand, then he should be treated as a guest.

"Regrets? Why should I regret it?" Calderón seemed amused, "It was the smartest decision I ever made, and I still think so."

"There wasn't anyone or anything worth your nostalgia for back then?"

"Yes, my beautiful and gentle fiancée, my family, my best friends, they are all things I hold dear."

"Then why did you abandon them?"

"Who said I abandoned them," Calderon glanced at Ringer, "and it was because I recognized the limits of humanity and cherished them that I let them attain eternal life with me."

Ringer was stunned for a moment, thought of a possibility, and said in surprise, "You turned them into undead as well?"

"Yes, they still exist as my most faithful servants, of course, at first I did not regard them as servants, but as relatives, lovers, and friends, as I had done before...... But then I did."

Calderon took another sip of his wine and continued with Ringer's surprised look.

"Hehe, time is the enemy of everything in the world, and it changes everything. As I lived long enough and walked further and further down the path of magic, I gradually discovered that there was no meaning at all in the form of affection, love, friendship and the like, and that only short-lived humans would pursue these boring things, and the lich did not need them. So one day he wiped out their spirits......

Click......

There was a sound of bones trembling.

Bones stared at the lich in front of the bar, his skeleton trembling.

It's horrible to be a lich, I don't want to be like that, even though I'm already an undead, I still believe in love!

Calderon tilted his head, glanced at the trembling bones, and grinned:

"Yo, young undead, you like

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If you have a good talent, let me give you some advice.

I know it may sound a bit cruel, but when you decide to explore the nature of the world, you have to drop something, what is that thing called, oh yes, humanity! One day, you'll understand what I'm saying."

Bai Gu didn't want to understand, he just wanted to talk about a sweet love.

Calderon drank the wine from the glass, and the flesh on his body dispersed like dust, but it did not leave a trace of dust around him.

He stood up and prepared to leave. The man who stole the Ring of Shadows is not here right now. He plans to stay here in the future, so there's no need to rush it. Just wait patiently, that person will show up sooner or later.

"It's the money for the drink." He pulled a golden skull out of his pitch-black cuff, placed it on the bar, and turned to leave.

When he was out the door, the door closed again, and Ringer looked at the golden skeleton on the bar and asked Elise, "Is this okay?"

He didn't notice anything unusual from above, just a golden skull of astonishing purity.

Elise picked up the skull and knocked it on, and put it on the counter, saying, "No problem." Ringer was relieved.

Lan Ya stared at the closed door, patted her chest, and sighed, "Whew, that's the real lich, it's amazingly oppressive."

Then he said to the bones, "See, that's your goal, come on."

Bai Gu immediately shook his head: "No, if the price of being strong is to become like that, I'd rather keep it as it is."

"What did you say?"

At this time, the wind chimes rang again, and Lan Ya had to swallow the rest of the words in her stomach and look at the customers who walked into the store.

Creein's pupils shrank when she saw the people walking into the store.

"Tassie."

Her appearance hadn't changed much, except that her complexion had become paler, and there was an unconcealed aura of the dead.

"Mistress Crein, let's meet again." Tassie smiled, walked over to the bar, and sat down next to Crein.

Feeling the imminent aura of the undead, Claire writhed uneasily, but instead of resisting with the light as before, he allowed the aura to stick to her skin like a needle.

"I'm sorry." She stared into Tassie's dim eyes, which no longer had that familiar light when they looked at her.

"Why apologize? I've never blamed you, it's my own lack of strength." Tassie chuckled, seemingly unconcerned about his own death.

"But ......"

Tassie interrupted her.

"Am I going to blame you for not being strong enough to get me out? That's ridiculous for an incompetent person to say that kind of thing."

"Please live well, and I will continue to exist as a new identity, and I will continue to grow stronger, and if we meet on the battlefield one day in the future, please fight me with all my might, and I will always look forward to that day."

"I see," seeing the enthusiasm in Tassie's eyes, Claire made up her mind, "If that day comes, I will purify you with my own hands and return you to the arms of the god of light."

"Really? But I will not sit idly by, and I will do my best to defeat you and let you fall with me." Tassie's eyes suddenly erupted with astonishing battle intent.

"If you can do it, come on."

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