A magic item that cannot be changed?
Linger suddenly raised his right hand and looked at the silver ring on his index finger. This ring hadn't changed since he returned to City Z, at least not in appearance.
So he took Uncle He to Alison's magic shop.
Alison was very happy to see Linge, especially after seeing him bring an uncle who looked like a rich man. Unfortunately, He Zhenyi's wallet was full of red banknotes instead of gold coins.
Ringer bought the cheapest storage ring, the internal space was less than one side, because Ringer had bought similar props before, Alison couldn't charge any more, and Ringer only spent a hundred gold to buy this ring ring.
This one is similar to the one he is wearing, both are silver, but the color is a little duller, and the inner circle is simpler.
Uncle He was very happy to get this ring. He put it in his palm and kept touching it. Although his fingers were too thick to wear it, and even his little finger couldn’t do it, it still couldn’t change his enthusiasm for treating it as a treasure. He put it in his handbag carefully. inside.
Leaving Alison's magic shop, on the way back, the female knight was still following behind the two, and Ringer ignored it.
Back at the bar, there are two more customers in the store, two very special customers, because they have a dog's head.
One has pointed ears and black face, nose and eyes are black, the face is like the bottom of a pot, and the other has a black top, white face and blue eyes, which looks like a husky.
But the body is in the form of a human being, all wearing brown robes that cover the whole body, only a pair of hands covered with fluff are exposed, and there seem to be fine grains of sand in the hair.
Elise is busy at the bar, preparing drinks for two guests.
The two kobolds chatted while waiting for the wine.
Bone sat quietly in the corner watching TV, Lanya stood by the bar, at a loss, when she saw Ringer enter the door, she ran to him happily as if she had found her backbone:
"Linger, you are finally back."
Ringer patted her head and walked into the bar.
"What did the guest order?"
Elise shook the shaker in a decent way, and said with a smile: "The guests say whatever they want."
"Guests say it's casual, but it's not really casual. You have to recommend suitable wines for them according to their temperament and personality."
Elise curled her lips: "Tch, who cares so much?"
"What are you mixing?" Linge worried, looking at the shaker in her hand.
"Aren't you awesome? Guess what." Elise raised her eyebrows provocatively.
Ringer smiled and glanced at the bar. There was only a bottle of whiskey on it, a syrup jar next to it, a few mint leaves scattered around, and two slices of lemon.
"Meditation, isn't it?" This is the first wine he taught Elise. The ingredients are simple, but the technique and dosage are very demanding.
"Well, you're good." Elise said unwillingly, took two classical wine glasses, poured the wine from the shaker into the two glasses, then grabbed a slice of lemon in one hand, and carefully threw it into the glasses.
Ringer shook his head repeatedly, not to mention the wrong operation of taking the lemon slice directly with his hand, after all, it is the slender hand of a beautiful girl, which is fragrant and clean.
But the wine was cloudy, with a layer of foam floating on the surface, and the roughly torn mint slices were floating in the glass, obviously because of excessive force when shaking.
But with the guests in front, he couldn't speak directly.
Judging from the smell alone, there is no problem with the dosage. Although the method is not a little bit bad, it should not be to the point where dogs don't even drink it.
Elise glared at him, holding two wine glasses, and said ferociously, "Do you have any opinion on my masterpiece?"
"Haha, for you, you have made great progress, keep going." Ringer frowned and laughed.
Elise gritted her teeth slightly, as if she was about to jump up and bite Ringer. Ringer's compliments always sounded ironic in her ears.
"Understood, what's the rush." Elise turned her head and slapped two glasses of wine in front of the two kobolds, the shaking liquid splashed out of the glasses.
The ha-faced kobold didn't take it seriously, but the black-faced kobold frowned.
Ringer asked Elise in a low voice, "A regular customer?"
Elise said: "The one with the stupid face came here once, and it's the first time the pot-faced face came here, so it should be his friend."
Ringer couldn't help being surprised: "After drinking the wine you made, he would bring friends?" Could it be that there are really magical creatures in this world who appreciate the wine made by Elise?
Although everyone's tastes are different, Ringer expressed concern about the taste of the ham-faced kobolds.
"Hey, what do you mean, I have tolerated you for a long time."
Elise's hand under the bar suddenly clenched into a fist, and pounded on his waist. Of course, it was useless, otherwise Ringer's kidney would burst.
But even so, Ringer couldn't help shaking his body, and clasped Elise's slender wrist with his backhand.
Although her wrist was slender, it contained unimaginable strength. With a slight struggle, she broke away from Ringer's hand, but her ears turned red.
"Why, sexual harassment, you pervert."
"You did it first."
"Iris, is he your boyfriend?" came the voice of the kobold from outside the bar.
Elise turned her head and glared at him: "Shut your mouth."
"Haha, ha!" The ha-faced dog-headed man laughed dryly, and seeing his companion deflated, the black-faced dog-head smiled instead.
"Elise, don't be rude to customers." Ringer seemed to be teaching apprentices, and then, under Elise's sharp eyes, introduced himself to the two kobolds: "My name is Ringer, and I'm new to the store. bartender."
"I see, I am Nai Lu, a glorious deserter~www.mtlnovel.com~ with a dog head and a human face.
"Maha." The black-faced kobold's voice was low.
"The two are from the desert?"
"That's right, in the sacred Saraha Desert, the blazing sun shines on our kingdom." Hanianelu said proudly.
"I also met a half-canine in the guild."
Ringer remembered the half-canine man who asked him about the location of the bar, but he hadn't found it yet. It seemed that he was not qualified to enter here, and the same was true for the adventurers who left with him. The advertisement seemed to be for nothing...
"Inferior races are not worthy to be compared with our people of God." Neil snorted.
"People of God?"
"We are the people of the desert, the descendants of Narsus, the **** of the desert, not an inferior race created by humans and beasts." Neil took a sip of wine, smacked his lips twice, and stretched out his pink tongue to lick his nose , as if to apply the aroma of wine to the nose.
"Uh, so that's the case, I thought you were of the same race..."
"Do you humans think that orangutans and monkeys are your kindred?" Neru asked.
"Well, this..."
On the other side of the earth, according to the theory of evolution, the existing primates all have a common ancestor, but here, there seems to be no such statement. What Ringer read in the book is creationism.
That is to say, gods created human beings, and they are not the same god, so different regions believe in different gods.
Considering the world here, there is a great probability that there is a true god, Ringer thought about it, and swallowed the idea of evolution.
If he said that humans and monkeys have a common ancestor in front of these two kobolds, not only would they laugh at themselves, Elise would laugh out loud, and even Lanya would not agree with him.