MTL - A Bar In An Alternate World: Pick Up A Young Witch-Chapter 57 How does the headless horseman drink

Ringer looked back at the bar door, a **** headless body wearing hollow black armor came in, holding a man's head in his hand.

The Headless Horseman, Elvy.

Here she is again.

Karina saw her in the store for the first time, looked at her curiously, always felt that the other party looked very friendly, it was a feeling as if she had found the same kind.

"Hehe, I must get back my sword today." The stubble-grown man smiled, but his beautiful body turned towards Elise at the bar, and he puffed out his proud chest, as if he was declaring war on her. .

Following Ringer's example, Elise held a delicate glass in her hand and wiped it seemingly calmly, but Ringer noticed that the corners of her eyebrows were shaking slightly.

"Please go ahead, after all, it is the guest's property, and it should be returned to the original owner." Elise said something that surprised everyone.

"Elise, is your brain broken?" Karina turned her head and stared at Elise with surprise in her eyes. At this time, she should rush up and beat the provocative guests away immediately.

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

"It's really strange that the word gentle comes out of your mouth, just like the old hunter said 'how can rabbits be eaten when they are so cute'."

"Oh, then just wait and see, I will become more gentle in the future."

Karina laughed like she had just heard the funniest joke ever.

And the headless horseman who was left alone, not only did not go to get the sword, but shouted: "Hey, come and stop me, please?"

Elise ignored her and continued arguing 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 counter.

"This is a bar, serve me a drink!" The man's head and neck section was smooth and smooth, standing on the table like a living sculpture.

Her idea is that since it is a tavern, it will never ignore the customer's order request.

Elise finally turned her head and glanced at the man with an indifferent expression.

"Hmph, what do you want to drink?"

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

"Anything is fine, as long as it pleases me."

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

Elise was naturally not stupid, she knew what she was thinking, her little hands under the bar were clenched into fists, and she wanted to beat her up directly?

But as her warhorse Atiles said, not beating her to death would only make her feel better, and she would pester her again and again, so she had to resist the urge to beat her.

Suddenly someone patted her on the shoulder and turned her head. Linge had already walked into the bar with a confident smile on her face.

"Let me do it."

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

Ringer took out the newly bought wand, the slender silver wand gleamed delicately under the lights in the store.

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

"This is an exquisite wand made by Holmuz." Linge explained, gently waving the silver wand, and two wine bottles flew down from the wine cabinet behind him and landed firmly in front of him.

One bottle was red vermouth and the other was rum.

The man's head looked at Ringer with interest, wanting to see what kind of tricks he had. The **** headless body sat reclined on the high chair, and the amazingly slender legs could still touch the ground.

"Elise, grenadine, coffee powder, simple syrup."

Elise quickly placed the three jars in front of Ringer, side by side with the two bottles of wine, and the speed still satisfied Ringer.

In terms of running errands and doing odd jobs, she is surprisingly easy to use.

Ringer snapped his fingers, made two bangs, and the wine cork flew out of the bottle, and then waved the silver wand, two slender strands of wine, one red and one white, flew out of the bottle, spinning around the tip of the silver wand.

Red vermouth 10ml, rum 30ml.

He scanned the three jars in front of him, grenadine syrup in the left jar, ground coffee in the middle, and simple syrup in the right.

The silver wand waved again, a small ball of pomegranate molasses flew out of the jar on the left, about a spoonful of it, and a thin light red line flew out of the jar on the right, no more, no less, exactly ten milliliters, and the amount of pomegranate molasses Blended together, the black coffee powder rises from the middle pot and blends into the mixed syrup a little bit, making the color of the mixed syrup gradually darken.

"Wine glass."

Elise quickly fetched a clean wine glass, and when she was about to put it down, she heard Ringer say:

"Don't let go, hold on tight."

She held the wine glass and stood beside Ringer.

The mixed syrup falls into the glass, the rum and red vermouth have also been fused together, and then falls into the glass.

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

Linge said: "Its name is 'Red and Black', please taste it."

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

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

The wine glass is slightly tilted~www.novelbuddy.com~ The wine enters the mouth, the sweet and thick taste makes the man squint his eyes comfortably, and a very disgusting expression appears on his face in Elise's eyes.

The man took small sips of his head and tasted it, as if he was completely immersed in the wonderful experience. The dark red wine leaked from under his neck and overflowed on the bar counter like blood.

After drinking a glass, all the wine that the man drank from his head leaked out from under his neck, and the dark red liquid dripped from the edge of the bar onto the wooden floor.

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

The man's head opened his eyes, his expression was complicated, he hesitated to speak.

Ringer asked with a smile, "Is the guest satisfied with this cup?"

The man nodded his head and sighed: "I lost. I have never drunk such a wonderful wine. It conquered my tongue and made me unable to say its terrible words, alas."

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

"I will come again, the same wine, but it can't conquer me a second time, and I will definitely get my sword back next time."

The **** Headless Horseman raised his head and walked towards the door. Elise stood at the bar and said, "I told you to return the property to its original owner. Please take the things away and don't come again, okay?"

The Headless Horseman walked out of the bar casually as if he didn't hear it.

"Did he not pay?" Lan Ya stared at the closed wooden door.

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

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

But soon, the door of the store opened again, and the skeleton maid Carney came in, this time instead of a broom in her hand, she was holding a golden cup studded with gems.

"May I ask if Master Elvy was drinking here just now?"