Chapter 2392 Frankness

Moonlight Tavern.

The soft sound of silk and bamboo lingers in every corner of the house, sometimes like the cheerful chirping of mountain springs and forests, sometimes like the crisp sound of pearls falling on a jade plate.

Socia, who was fair and tall, with a noble temperament, held a goblet and shook it gently. During the shaking, the crimson blood-like wine reflected a dazzling halo.

Beside her, a girl wearing a white shirt, purple skirt, and long lavender hair was holding a ukulele and quietly playing unknown music.

The music is cheerful, sometimes like a hare running through the forest, and sometimes like a bird jumping back and forth among the branches, making people feel much happier.

The girl who plays the piano has slender fingers that are flexible and soft, and her beautiful face is fair and gentle. Based on her appearance alone, she is a woman as gentle as water.

Her well-proportioned figure did not reveal her true age at all. It only made me think that she was very young, as if she was in her early twenties.

This woman is Alice, a human woman who, like Shallan, has lived for hundreds of millions of years.

I walked up to the bartender at the counter and snapped my fingers: "Two glasses of tequila, one for me and one for this lady."

As he spoke, he took out twenty gold coins and placed them gently on the counter.

"Won't you buy me a drink too?" Sosia's smile was as elegant as the spring breeze, like green grass. While giving people warmth and warmth, it also retained a sense of distance.

"Next time" I smiled.

The wine is here, it is indeed good wine, but the quality is one level lower than the one in my warehouse. I almost forgot that most of the tequila in my warehouse has been wiped out by Mr. Taylor, and only two are left. The remnants of the bottle were also driven out and killed this morning.

Slowly pushing one of the glasses of wine in front of Alice, I smiled like a self-proclaimed gentleman: "This glass is my apology."

The fingers paused and the sound of the piano suddenly stopped. The girl opened her eyes and stared at me quietly. Those brown pupils were no different from those of ordinary humans. If I didn't know her age, I would have thought she was just an ordinary girl.

"You didn't offend me," Alice said softly, opening her red lips.

Her voice is very beautiful, like clear spring water, somewhat similar to little Remi's singing voice.

This is what the legend says, talking is like singing.

"Not now, doesn't mean not for a while." I continued to smile: "What do you think, Miss Alice."

There was no fluctuation in her brown pupils, and her indifferent eyes showed no excess emotion. She was like a doll, a doll without emotions.

Not happy about things, not sad about things, nor surprised.

"I didn't know that our foreign elders from Moonlight City would know Alice."

Sosia swung the wine glass, her tone was as indifferent as the wine glass, colorless, transparent, and hard, but the meaning behind her words was like the sloshing blood-red wine syrup, restless and surging.

"Of course I know the leader of Tarakuta. Not only do I know him, I have admired him for a long time. I just haven't had the chance to visit him. It's a great honor to meet him today."

Alice turned her head and her eyes fell on the wine glass quietly. After a while, she raised the glass, first took a small sip, and then drank it all.

A drop of dark red wine, like blood, slid down from the corner of her lips, adding a touch of enchanting beauty to this gentle beauty.

However, her voice was still light and indifferent: "I have already drunk the wine. Please tell me what you offended."

I looked around and saw that there were seven or eight customers who were drinking wine and were in a daze. God knows if they were paying attention here. After pondering for a while, I said, "Can I take a step to talk?"

Alice looked at me calmly and said softly: "Is it necessary?"

"I think it's necessary. Of course, if you don't mind, I have no objection to saying it here."

"Say it."

"Well, it's about the apostles."

"Wait a minute." Alice's eyes glowed for the first time, a nervous glow.

She turned to look at Sosia, who clapped her hands, and soon a waiter came out from behind the counter and led us into the box.

After closing the door and turning my head, I found Alice staring straight at me with no expression in her eyes. This reminded me of the 'dead fish eyes' that the head teacher emphasized more than once when I was in school.

"It's really like salted fish," I sighed, "Miss Alice, can you tell me your dream?"

"What?" Alice said calmly.

"It seems that I really have no dreams. No wonder I have a pair of salty fish eyes."

I'm not kidding, salted fish is just dead fish that has been sprinkled with a lot of salt and dried into a smelly fish, so salted fish eyes are also a type of dead fish eyes.

Ignoring Alice's salty eyes, I walked to the low table and sat down cross-legged. I just picked up a snack and was about to throw it into my mouth when I heard a piano sound.

This piano sound is very strange. It sounds very clear, but within the clearness there is an aftertaste of anxiety and a hint of murderous intent.

I don't understand why Alice would play such a note. Maybe she was warning me, or maybe she wanted to give me a blow.

Anyway, it’s the bad guy who came.

I threw the snack into my mouth, chewed it, and muttered: "I said it might offend you, but I also bought you a glass of high-end wine worth ten gold coins a cup, and you're still not happy about it. You must be too petty."

"Are you not feeling unwell?"

Alice's voice finally brought emotion, uneasiness and tension.

"Sit down, sit down and talk."

Pointing to the opposite side, Alice hesitated for a few seconds, then chose to walk over and kneel down opposite.

"Eat" I handed her the snack plate. She frowned slightly, picked up a very delicate-looking triangular biscuit, put it gently into her mouth, and chewed it slowly.

"What did you ask me just now?" After thinking for a moment, I suddenly said: "Oh, by the way, you asked me if I felt unwell, right?"

She hesitated and nodded.

"Yes, I'm not only uncomfortable, I'm really uncomfortable!" I said sadly: "I told you in advance that I might be offensive and even paid for an expensive cup of tequila. As a result, the other party went back on my promise and drank He drank my wine and still complained about me, do you think I was wronged?"

Alice frowned slightly, but soon returned to normal. She lowered her head, chewed carefully, and then said, "Do you know the apostle?"

"I know," I said matter-of-factly.

"How did you know?"

"There are records in ancient documents!" I said.

She slowly raised her head, with a hint of coldness and a hint of anger on her indifferent face: "You lied to me!"

"Ha, you heard it," I said with a smile, "Yes, I did lie to you."

"Why?"

She felt uncomfortable hearing my honest confession.

"Because you are not human." My smile gradually grew stronger, and I slowly took off the gauntlet on my left arm, ready to tear off the bandage at any time: "I am very curious, Miss Alice, why did you come to Zephyr Continent instead of Are you going to stay in the demon world?"