The door to the Emerald Bar slowly opens to the sound of wind chimes.

A dark, icy smell seeped into the bar through the widening crack in the door.

Lan Ya, who was about to greet the guests, sensed this strong uncomfortable breath, shivered, and the smile on her face disappeared.

Even the heartless Di Luke shrunk his neck and looked nervously at the door.

The door finally opened completely, and there were no guests outside the door, but a thick darkness, as if to suck the souls of the two men.

"What's that?" Di Luke hugged Lan Ya nervously, looking scared.

Lanya swallowed her saliva and opened her mouth, but she couldn't speak, and wanted to retreat, but her legs froze.

At this moment, a large warm hand gently pressed on her shoulder, and the temperature from the palm of the palm immediately dispelled the fear that held her.

She turned her head and gave Ringer a grateful look.

Ringer smiled at her, walked in front of her, and looked out the door into the thick darkness.

He was also frightened by the breath that came from the darkness, a terrifying oppressive force that made people feel hopeless.

Guest? Enemy?

Miria didn't react.

From this point of view, it should not be an enemy.

"How long do guests have to stand outside the door? Since you're here, please come in. Nilou's languid, feminine voice came from behind, reassuring Ringer of his judgment.

He looked back at the bar, where Nilou was still there, chin propped up with one hand, looking with interest at the darkness outside the door.

As soon as she said this, ripples rippled in the darkness outside the door.

Ringer sensed it, and when he turned around, he saw a humanoid black figure break out of the creamy darkness and enter the store.

The pure black body, black from head to toe, no hair, no physical features that could distinguish gender, just a humanoid silhouette, like a vague shadow.

As he walked into the shop, Milia closed the door, shutting out the cold and dark aura that kept seeping through the door.

Under the light, the dark shadow looked a little nervous, even if the light in the store was not dazzling, but soft as a light veil.

He raised his dark hands, trying to block out the light falling overhead, squinting and making sounds like strange incantations.

Ringer understood.

"It's glaring, what the hell is this place?"

As soon as the door closed, the feeling that made Ringer's heart beat disappeared, and the pitch black guy in front of him looked weak.

It looks like a guest, but it's just a little bit special.

"Hello guest, this is the Emerald Bar." Ringer smiled at the shadow.

The dark shadow seemed to understand, imitated Ringer's pronunciation, read the name of the emerald bar on one side, and responded with a little confusion, "What is it doing here?" ”

"A place to relax with a drink, of course."

Ringer turned back to the bar, and the dark shadow, driven by curiosity, followed him to the bar.

"You may be seated." Ringer gestured to the seat in front of the bar.

The black shadow sat down, his face twisting and spinning, forming two black holes, staring at Ringer like eyes.

"What is wine?" He asked, his voice like the hollow sound of the wind.

"Trying it out for yourself is the best way to find out." Ringer smiled, and the meaning in his words was self-evident.

Come on, order a glass and taste the charm of wine.

However, the black shadow tilted his head in confusion, as if he didn't understand.

Didn't you hear that? Ringer couldn't help but be surprised, this guest's mind didn't seem to be very bright.

I had to change my tone to a more straightforward way of saying it again: "The guests only need to have a drink and they will know what it is." ”

"Ah, I see." The Shadow's tone fluctuated slightly, "I'm sorry, I haven't thought about it for too long, so I'm a little sluggish. ”

"It's okay." A smile appeared on Ringer's face, and he secretly thought to himself what kind of environment this guest had been in before, leaving behind even the most important abilities of this intelligent creature.

"Then please give me a drink. Thank you. "The shadow seems to be adapting to talking to people, and his voice is becoming clearer and more powerful.

"Please wait, it'll be right away."

For those who were trying to drink for the first time, Ringer cheered up, turned around and took the few wines he needed from the wine cabinet, prepared the baroster, and began to make them.

25ml bourbon, 25ml rye whiskey, 25ml sweet mus, 5ml black cherry liqueur, eight drops of cuttlefish juice mixture, 2 drops of Ankotina aromatic bitters.

Stir with ice and strain into a cup.

Finish.

The black shadow sat in front of the bar, and saw the bottles and barware flying between the palms of Ringer's hands, moving skillfully and gracefully, without a single drop of excess liquid spilled.

In the blink of an eye, a glass of pitch-black wine was complete, and it was placed squarely in front of him.

"It's called and guests are invited to taste it."

The black shadow stretched out his blurred black hand, picked up the wine glass, and sent it to the place where it was mouth, where it was also pitch black, and there were no organs such as teeth or tongue in sight, but the black wine in the glass was indeed decreasing.

As the pitch-black liquor poured in, his body began to undergo wonderful changes.

At first, his facial features are very blurry, and his hands and feet lack details, like a melting snowman, but after drinking,

A pair of bright eyes appeared in his black hole sockets, and the center of his face had a sharp protruding horn - probably a nose,

The lines of the lips appear in the parts that come into contact with the glass, the ears pop out from the sides of the head like mushrooms, and the fingers holding the glass become clear one by one.

However, he still has no hair, and he looks like a pervert in a black bodysuit, or the kind with black silk on his head.

"Oh, it's—"

The guests put down their glasses with trembling palms, their big bright eyes shining with excitement and excitement.

The fountain of thoughts that had dried up in the dark abyss began to surge, a stream of heat circulating through his body, and he felt that he had been reborn, both in body and in mind.

He hugged his arms tightly and was moved to shed two lines of clear tears.

Ahh

Some people died, but not completely......