I really only stop

? ?

He was not very good at trying to figure out other people's minds. Hearing what the bartender said, the doubts in Brother Broca's eyes became heavier.

【Pu Chi, and this one in front of me is definitely the strangest of all men. 】

Looking at the honest werewolf who didn't know what to say and could only lower his head and drink silently, the corner of the bartender's mouth showed a sweet smile uncontrollably.

——No, no, as a bartender, you have to maintain a [cool] style at all times.

With an elegant cough, the bartender put the clean glass on the bar, and got down on the bar.The bartender-style suit was stretched tightly by her action, revealing an imaginative arc:

"The little biscuits I brought to sister Qianqian earlier, does she like it?"

"Well, Qianqian specifically asked me to thank the 'big sister who can throw the cup very handsomely'."

Speaking of his sister, the little brother finally opened up the chatterbox, with a faint smile on the corner of his mouth:

"She also said that when she is old enough, she will definitely come here to play with her big sister every day."

"Sister Qianqian, it's too early."

Recalling the innocent smile of the wolf-eared girl, the bartender couldn't help preaching:

"As an elder brother, you should also set an example for others. It is not acceptable to drink in the guild without going home too late like this."

"It's only occasionally, and what I drink is pure fruit juice and a little wine."

After measuring the amount of 'a little bit' with his fingers, Broca thanked the bartender seriously:

"I was really taken care of by you a lot. It was the right choice to tell you that I was not good at drinking."

"Well, the work of a bartender is originally customized according to the tastes and characteristics of the guests. This is just a job, not a care."

Glancing faintly at the place where a certain pink hair was busy chattering just now, the bartender lady sighed slightly:

"Unfortunately, there may not be any turnover tonight."

"—Oh, Miss, that's not necessarily the case."

An old but not powerless voice suddenly sounded beside the two of them. The bartender looked up and found an old man in a gray robe and a hood on the seat next to the brother at some point:

"Bring me a drink suitable for old men. By the way, old man, I think your chat is very interesting. Can you let me join?"

"Well, of course."

After mixing a glass of milder wine in a neat manner, the bartender lady handed it to the old man who hid his face under the hood.

It's someone I haven't seen.

As a qualified bartender, the bartender lady has absolute confidence to report every guest who has come and their preferred taste.Only this time, the visitor brought her only feeling of "strangeness".

However, this person seems to have a natural aura that people can't hate.

"Well, it tastes good."

Taking a sip of the wine in the glass, the old man nodded in satisfaction:

"Good wine must be paired with a good story. Old man, I heard that the recent Rhine City is not peaceful. It is also a sky city and a black sun. Can you tell me more about it?"

"of course can."

A visitor is a guest. As a qualified bartender, in addition to bartending, chatting happily with guests is also an essential skill.

I gave the old man some general information that the local people knew, and the bartender lady kindly reminded him until the other party said that there was no problem:

"Sir, there seems to be a hole in your cloak."

"Ah, this one, it's just a random street stall, and there's nothing you can do about it if it's poor quality."

Looking at the place pointed out by the bartender lady, the old man laughed and shook his hand casually:

"Old man, I just came back from a narrow escape from an ancient ruin. If I hadn't learned a lockpicking skill when I was young, maybe I would have died with the owner of the tomb hahaha."

When it comes to such a serious topic as [Eternal Sleep], you still laugh heartily?

What an open-minded old man.

"—Okay, the story is over, and the old man's wine is over."

Putting the empty wine glass and gold coins on the bar, the gray-robed old man packed his bags, and before leaving, he glanced at the little brother sitting beside him with some emotion:

"The werewolf family... It's really nostalgic. I used to have an old friend who likes to study the differences between various races, but unfortunately——ah, it's an old story, so why mention it again. The bartender lady and this werewolf brother, we Ping There is a meeting in the water, and we will meet again in the future, and we will meet again by fate."

"Well, walk slowly."

Watching the figure of the old man gradually disappear into the night, the bartender lady tidied up the bar while feeling a little emotional:

"At this old gentleman's age, it's really rare to have such an open-minded state of mind—but, wouldn't he be blamed by his family for running out to drink so late?"

"It's actually a good thing to have family members who can blame themselves."

Shaking his head slightly, the little brother was just about to stand up and say goodbye when suddenly, two more figures appeared beside him.They were all dressed in white robes, one was slightly stooped, and the other was petite but imposing.

"It's been a long journey to this point—in fact, it's not too tiring, the main reason is that it's a bit troublesome to avoid the stalking of those workaholics."

A kind and warm voice came from inside the white robe—obviously, this is another elderly man. In terms of the ability to make people feel close, he is even better than the gray robed old man who is separated from the front and back, just like a The bright but not dazzling sun makes people subconsciously feel good:

"Miss bartender, please bring me a drink suitable for the elderly."

"okay."

Although it was strange that the guests who came late at night looked a little mysterious, the dedicated bartender still mixed the drinks neatly, and turned her eyes to the petite figure who accompanied the white-robed old man:

"My guest, what do you need?"

"I, I just need a glass of water."

The voice of the petite figure was a bit uneasy. It sounded like it was her first time in a bar or something like that:

"Also, I'm a little hungry, can I have a mushroom sauce sandwich, please?"

"of course can."

After serving the lady water, the bartender turned around and began to prepare a sandwich.During this waiting time, she heard the white-robed old man complain like this:

"It stands to reason that you have reached the right age. To actually ask for a mere sandwich in a bar, it seems that your social education is far from enough."

"This, this is something that can't be helped!"

The petite figure started to argue, but because of her straightforward character, she couldn't express what she wanted to express well:

"Who asked Mian... Sir, you don't open a bar in [that place]? If I have experience, I will definitely do better!"

"Silly boy, do you want to save our face by opening an entertainment place like a bar in that place?"

The white-robed old man sighed faintly, obviously he had nothing to do with the girls around him:

"Forget it, let that boy Sutton help you with social classes later. As long as he doesn't make him another bastard, that guy's ability is still very strong."

Hearing what the old man said, the petite figure vigilantly held the stick-shaped object behind him:

"Eh? But I heard that Lord Sutton... the image of Mr. Sutton in the mouth of the nuns is not very good..."

Miserable Sutton Miserable

Looking at the petite figure with a strange expression, the white-robed old man subtly averted his gaze, and took a sip of his wine:

"...I won't do anything to a child like you."

Without hearing the old man's implication at all, Geng Dao's petite figure, who was even a little naive, just protested seriously:

"Children? But you just said that I'm an adult who doesn't mind going into a bar!"

"This child... is stubborn."

No longer knowing how to explain this difficult question to this much-anticipated [Pure White Knight], the extremely lofty white-robed old man coughed dryly, and just urged the bartender lady:

"Please hurry up with the kid's sandwich, she looks starved."

"What the hell do you mean, my lord!!!"

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Chapter 562 Squatting at Home Has No Future!

After the mushroom sauce sandwich was served, the petite figure in the white robe quickly entered a quiet mode, obsessed with eating his delicious food honestly:

"Woo! The mushroom sauce here is well boiled! Uh huh!"

"...put that child aside first."

Rubbing his forehead helplessly, it took less than a second for the old man in white robe to return to the kind and warm old man mode like sunshine. After taking the wine glass, he looked softly at the bartender lady:

"Miss bartender, old man, I just came to this Rhine City. I heard that there is a very famous adventurer living here? His name seems to be Lu Hexi or something?"

"You're talking about the adventurer, Mr. Lucy, right?"

Although I suspect that the other party's obvious and extreme attitude is a bit of a cliché, since these are all information that can be obtained by casually asking passers-by, the bartender lady is also willing to communicate with this unobtrusive customer during late night business hours One two:

"His popularity in Rhine City is indeed very high. He not only treats people sincerely, but also is generous. The fact that he has almost taken over the [public welfare missions] of the entire guild and even the region is especially admired by others. Even my colleagues often say that there is no such thing as Undoubtedly, Mr. Lu Xi is a real adventurer with the spirit of an adventurer."

"Tsk, the evaluation of this brat is quite high..."

The white-robed old man in front of him seemed to mutter something in a low voice, but soon his voice returned to normal:

"So, how is this rookie's... what's inside... how is his love life? Do you have any gossip or something?"

"Snapped!"

Before the bartender had time to answer, the back of the white-robed old man was patted by the petite figure buried in the sandwich with a small hand.

Tsk, why is this kid turning his elbows outward?

"I'm afraid no one will know about the love life except Mr. Lu Xi himself?"

As an acquaintance of Lu Xi, the bartender is still very clear about what to say and what not to say:

"It's getting late, old gentleman, do you need any drinks?"

"Oh, no, no, no."

Seeing that the other party had the meaning of "not welcome" at this time, the wise old man drank the wine in the glass in one gulp, and grabbed the collar of the petite figure who was still gnawing on the sandwich:

"Cocoa, if you don't want to eat bread, don't eat it."

"No! As a noble knight, how can I do such a heinous thing as eating the delicious mushroom sauce and throwing the bread aside! Food can't be wasted!"

With the clear water, he stuffed the slices of bread into his mouth in two gulps, and then the petite figure turned to look at the old man in white robe:

"My lord, are we leaving now? I want to go to the back kitchen to see how such a delicious mushroom sauce is made."

"Of course, it's getting late, you have to understand the hard work of the bartender lady."

Dragging the petite figure who was still reluctant to part with the mushroom sauce from the seat, the white-robed old man nodded gently to the bartender lady:

"Thank you for your hospitality. To be honest, old man, I haven't had such a good wine for a long time."

The bartender bowed politely:

"It is my honor to receive your appreciation, and you are welcome to come again next time."

"Well, if there is a chance."

Just as the old man in white robe was about to turn around and leave, his eyes drifted away, but he happened to see the pair of wolf ears of the younger brother:

"...Is this a member of the werewolf clan?"

Broca nodded in greeting:

"The Cangying Clan, Broca."

"Nice to meet you."

Staring at the pair of wolf ears on the little brother's head, a flash of memory flashed in the eyes of the old man in white robe:

"I remember that in the past, I also had a companion who was obsessed with studying racial differences, but it's a pity... well, it's all old stuff, so it's worth not mentioning it. Cocoa, we're leaving."

"Yes!"

Watching the two figures in white robes disappearing into the night one after the other, Broca, who has always been calm and reticent, reached out and touched the wolf ears on the top of his head——

Is this thing really so strange?Why did two old people express emotion about this in a row?

Weird.