"Do you have any favorite wine?"

　　

　　 Behind the workbench, Eliza asked kindly: "For Yingzhou people, it should be sake or whiskey? Or, tequila? Dongxia's white wine is also fine. Please feel free to order, and I will treat you today."

　　

　　 "At this time, it's obviously a bad intention to put questions for free, right?"

　　

　　 Huaishi knocked on the bar in front of him: "I don't drink much, so you can just feel free. If you want to say, give me some wine that feels lonely and heartache?"

　　

　　 "Please stop using this messy way of ordering wine, okay, we don't have anything like that here."

　　

Eliza pulled out a bottle, pulled out the stopper and smelled it, enjoying the sweet taste happily: "How about some rum? You can mix it with happy water. After putting two slices of lemon, you will feel free... although The place that originally felt very free ended up miserable, but it’s always right to enjoy it now."

　　

　　 "So random?" Huai Shi was dumb.

　　

　　 "It's just a joke, I am the one who enjoys the present."

　　

　　 She picked up the bottle of rum directly, drank a bit of it refreshingly, and then threw it aside.

　　

　　 This is her freedom and has nothing to do with other people.

　　

Enter state.

　　

　　 In this way, exhaling a hearty breath, Eliza stretched out her hand and took out the base wine prepared for this game from the deepest part of the cabinet, moving quickly.

　　

　　 Bottle by bottle is piled up in one place, like a hill.

　　

　　 Huaishi's eyes widened, "So exaggerated?"

　　

　　 "It looks a lot, but it's actually just condiments."

　　

　　 Just between her five fingers, strands of dark precipitation slowly emerged, gray lines lit up from under the fingernails, and countless hideous and malicious eye pupils were intertwined in the darkness between the five fingers.

　　

　　 That is the breath left by the existence above the abyss, the curse left by the king who rules over hell.

　　

　　 "The curse of the ruler?"

　　

　　 Huaishi frowned: "No wonder you were forced to take a vacation...what did you do to provoke a great god?"

　　

　　 "It's just a tiny little contribution, don't care. But this curse is very interesting, I stayed, and later I found the corpse workshop to change it, and it turned out to be a pretty good work."

　　

　　 Eliza spins the ounce cup with her fingertips, and the water is flowing smoothly into the clear liquor. The clear and transparent scent of wine reverberated in the air, making Flamykiel in the audience excitedly took off his sunglasses and sniffed the fragrance.

　　

　　 "Vodka."

　　

　　 Huai Shi distinguished the mellow and mellow question that was so pure that it didn't even contain any fragrance. Then I saw the tomatoes and celery held out of the fresh-keeping box.

　　

　　 The blood-like tomato juice was squeezed into the Snow Kettle and mixed with the vodka, faintly mixed with the stimulating breath of pepper.

　　

　　 Then, what was squeezed in was lemon juice.

　　

　　 Ground pepper, chili powder... I used all kinds of spices without hesitation, and finally blended with celery stalks, perfectly blending the curse of the ruler in that hand.

　　

　　 Within a minute, a cup of scarlet wine was delivered to Huai Shi.

　　

　　 "The best aperitif for you, Bloody Mary, please, Miss pregnant."

　　

　　 Eliza smiled, studying his expression.

　　

　　 In the blood-colored liquor, it seems to be rippling with endless darkness. In the trance, there are the wonders of the abyss and the malicious appearance, which makes people tremble.

　　

　　 When Huai Shi picked up the wine glass, she could perceive what kind of bomb and maliciousness it contained.

　　

　　 Once swallowed, the consequences are probably not much different from swallowing lava, right?

　　

　　 In silence, Huaishi thought, always feeling something is wrong.

　　

　　 Time goes by bit by bit.

　　

　　 Eliza was not in a hurry, she just looked at the pensive look of Miss Paper Carrier. After a long time, she reminded softly: "The best tasting time is about to pass. Even if you are a novice, you should be mentally developing?

　　

　　 Huaishi sighed, picked up the wine glass, and took a sip.

　　

　　In an instant, I felt the unique sweet and sour taste of fresh tomatoes exploded in my mouth, with the fragrance of spices, falling into my abdomen like hot lava.

　　

　　 Immediately afterwards, Huai Shi felt the darkness before her eyes, and she suddenly couldn't breathe.

　　

　　 subconsciously held on to the table.

　　

　　 fell into a sluggishness.

　　

　　What kind of curse is this?

　　

　　 Even the source quality of the rotten dream attribute can't affect... his body's strength, agility, and even endurance were cut off at the moment he swallowed it!

　　

　　Almost...one-fifth?

　　

　　 didn't even know what was going on, the weakness came suddenly, making him too late to resist.

　　

　　 If this is a game, he even suspects that there is a planner in the background, and suddenly adjusted the game value of his character... and he doesn't even feel the curse state.

　　

　　 was so abrupt, it turned back!

　　

　　 "Sorrowful death, that's what I call it."

　　

Eliza leaned on the bar, looked at the pale face of Miss Carrier, and explained thoughtfully: "Be careful. The curse left by the dead ruler is to let everything die with her. Avoided passing away... Once contacted, life, physical strength, and source quality will be quickly lost.

　　

　　 The Survival Institute can't handle it, so I can only seal it on my body.

　　

　　 Don’t worry, what you experience is just the product of the blending, not even the aftermath. Reflected in your body, probably every contact will deduct one-fifth of your existing life. This is just an illusion formed by the erosion of reality, and it will be self-defeating after an hour. "

　　

　　 She paused and smiled dangerously: "If you can stand in front of the wine table for an hour, the victory belongs to you."

　　

　　 How much wine can a skilled bartender make in one hour?

　　

　　 If it was Eliza, the firepower would be full, at least sixty cups or more. One-fifth of the life is deducted from every physical contact... After an hour, Huaishi's vitality will become equivalent to that of Paramecium.

　　

　　 Let alone continue drinking, I’m afraid I won’t even have the strength to breathe!

　　

　　 Not to mention other disasters fused in wine...

　　 Therefore, the number of contacts must be reduced.

　　

　　In other words...

　　

　　 Huaishi looked down at the remaining half of the glass of wine, instantly raised his head, and drank it all in one go!

　　

　　 One bite, I drank it all!

　　

　　 Immediately afterwards, the weakness for no reason came again, and Huai Shi's physical strength was lost again. Then, I felt like I was being punched bitterly in my stomach.

　　

　　'S eyes were dark, and his eyes were reddened by the tumbling burst of alcohol.

　　

　　 He felt like he had swallowed a cup of hot lava! Now the sticky fire was burning in his stomach, raging his lungs constantly.

　　

　　 "Don't underestimate vodka. This pure alcohol mixture is flammable. What I prepared for you today is a water-cooking magic special version comparable to nitroglycerin."

　　

　　 Eliza looked at Huaishi's red cheeks, couldn't help but stretched out her hand and squeezed it, and sighed thoughtfully: "If you can't drink it, you can give in at any time."

　　

　　 has been merciful to Huaishi's opponent.

　　

　　 Otherwise, she doesn't need to explain the principle of the curse. Of course, maybe this is also fooling him, but Huai Shi can't find any way to crack it for the time being.

　　

　　 This is the most incomprehensible and straightforward way of fighting.

　　

　　The weakening of vitality brings about a rapid decline in alcohol resistance, even without Elisha's use of poison. When Huai Shi's vitality drops to one-twentieth of the current level, she will die of drunkenness in an instant.

　　

　　 ushered in failure.

　　

　　In other words, I have to let her surrender before I fall.

　　

　　 In the silence, Huai Shi slowly raised his head and took a deep breath.

　　

　　 raised his pupils.

　　

　　 "Next, it's my turn, right?"

　　

　　Miss Huaizhi grinned, and asked softly like a beast looking at the enemy.

　　

　　 Watched by that look, Eliza's breathing stopped briefly.

　　

　　 Then, Motoko Kaiji picked up the sake in the box beside him and put it on the bar.

　　

　　 The glass rubs against the solid wood, making a deep and crisp sound.

　　

"Sake, I haven't tasted it for a long time." Eliza sighed with emotion: "But the sake itself has no room for processing other than water cutting, right? And, if you just bought someone else's wine and gave it to me, It’s not as good as a bartender."

　　

　　 "Don't worry, this bottle of wine, for the time being, I have participated in the brewing, um, it is a work of hard work."

　　

　　 Huaishi's thumb stroked the cork of the wine bottle, and her expression was nostalgic.

　　

　　 When the thumb lifted the cork, the clear and mellow aroma of wine spurted out from it like a waterfall, turned into a ubiquitous tide, and spread to the surroundings.

　　

　　 is like... the light rain in the early spring, quietly, moisturizing things silently exist in every place around me.

　　

　　 Feel the joy of life.

　　

　　 Now, that vitality is echoing with the paper in front of Orisa, as if the same origin, which is undoubtedly her masterpiece.

　　

　　 "Tiangushan's technique? Really amazing, Miss Huaizhi, I have changed my view of you."

　　

　　 Eliza sniffed the aroma of the wine intoxicated, opened her eyes, and solemnly sighed: "If you can brew such a great wine, maybe you can really defeat my enemy."

　　

　　 "Exceeded the prize, just did a little bit of trivial work."

　　

　　 Huaishi smiled, took out the porcelain bottle containing the sake from the box beside him, tilted the bottle, and poured the wine into it.

　　

　　 about two hundred milliliters.

　　

　　 When the palm of the hand was swept across the clay stove, a pinch of flames had already risen vigorously from it.

　　

　　 "Is this going to be'heating'?"

　　

　　 Eliza nodded clearly, "I usually like to drink ice, and it's good to drink warm sake once in a while."

　　

　　 "It's not sake, it's just bartending."

　　

　　 Huai poetry corrected the road.

　　

　　 raised his hand and pressed it on the porcelain bottle.

　　

　　 Under the long-barreled glove, the steel arm split, and a faint light of fire emerged.

　　

　　——Casting, start!

　　

　　 The flames above the clay stove suddenly rose up violently, almost engulfing the water container and the porcelain bottle in it.

　　

　　 The so-called "heating" was originally the way to drink sake after warming it up. But now, the terrifying firepower that broke out at this moment was like boiling the entire sake!

　　

　　 "After it's completely boiling, the loss of alcohol will not taste good! Stop it!"

　　

　　 As a wine lover, Eliza's eyes widened and she reached out to stop her, but she was held down by Huaishi's other hand. Miss Huaizhi is smiling.

　　

　　 "Don't worry, ma'am."

　　

　　 The woman said, "Made, it's just started now."

　　

　　 Under the palm of her hand, among the dancing firelight, the clear sake was quickly dyed into scarlet. Like a burning flame, surging and surging.

　　

　　 Under the precise control of the fire of alchemy, there is no loss of alcohol content, and the entire porcelain bottle has already undergone a qualitative change under the alchemy like ‘water refining’~lightnovelpub.net~.

　　

　　 Time is fleeting.

　　

　　 When the swelling flame dissipated, Huaishi lifted **** and pulled out the water with the porcelain bottle.

　　

　　 The water in the container doesn't even have any warmth.

　　

　　 All the calories are concentrated in the liquor.

　　

　　 When Huai Shi’s fingers tilted, the blood-red wine quietly flowed into the thumb-sized porcelain cup, rippling waves.

　　

　　 is like a melting gem.

　　

　　 "Please use it, Ms. Eliza."

　　

　　The exquisite porcelain cup was placed in front of her, and Suzi said softly:

　　

　　 "——Special sake·volcano!"