Beta Town, Pedestrian Street.
Wandering bar.
In a secret reception room on the second floor.
Soprano stood behind the small bar and picked a bottle from the bartender behind him. The bottle contained a grass-green liquid. Even though it was not heated, it was always bubbling and bubbling.
The living room is not large in area, but it is well-equipped with black date wood wine and kitchen, exquisite bar, glass coffee table, large dragon leather sofa, Persian shag carpet, and high-quality furniture hanging on the dragon's blood vine between the wall and ceiling.
Fireflies.
Compared with the light bugs outside the living room, the light bugs here are much stronger in size and brightness. Moreover, they are quieter and know how to lie down in place and suck the vine juice instead of crawling around on the tree vines.
Go and affect the lighting effect.
Soprano is entertaining a guest.
Behind the glass coffee table is classmate Arthur Ness who is sitting restlessly at the moment.
Although many people in the school thought Arthur Ness was a fool - in fact he was only slightly 'reckless' - that didn't mean he had no brains.
As an old student who has stayed at First University for two years, and as the heir of a small family, Arthur Ness may not have much talent in magic, but he has a very keen sense of smell in some aspects.
For example, self-positioning.
It is true that he sometimes feels that he is still a figure, but this confidence is mainly aimed at those wizards who have no background and are born in Baiding, or those young boys who have just entered school for more than half a year. Even if he was exposed to Zheng Qing twice in a row
His failure did not deplete his self-confidence.
Because there are only a few students like Zheng Qing after all - how many students will be included in the Major Arcana list by the magic wand in the first grade? For hundreds of years, there is not one.
Therefore, there is no shame in falling under Zheng Qing's hands.
Arthur Ness also has a very clear positioning of himself: more than the superiors, more than the inferiors, the 'middle class' of the wizarding world. To use a more vivid metaphor, he is probably like a 'squire' or a 'squire' in an ancient feudal dynasty.
"Subordinate officials" can rely on the needs of the "ruling class" to pretend to be powerful, but they are definitely not a "ruling class".
The 'ruling class' here, placed at the First University, is the small group of students of Reitzer, Augustus, and the three outstanding figures of will, Friedman and Soprano.
It is precisely because of this 'self-knowledge' that Arthur Ness is restless at this moment.
Because he didn't know what the famous Cheung Kei Club leader, Mike King Soprano, wanted to do when he called him into this reception room. Theoretically, he didn't have the capital to become Soprano's guest, let alone let him
Soprano has the capital to bartend wine himself. If it were Sir Friedman, he might be able to have such dignity.
In addition, although both of them are students of the Alpha Academy, Arthur has been Sir Friedman's person from the beginning, and all the students in the castle know this.
What if Soprano wants to betray the Jazz?
Thinking of this possibility, Arthur Ness couldn't help but feel a sense of depression. On the one hand, he was excited that he could gain such 'favor' as Serprano;
He was frightened by his ability. He felt that he was not the kind of guy who could be a 'timer'.
He couldn't help cursing Kitano Gen in his heart. If it weren't for the wizard from a ninja family who wanted to sell something in the Wandering Bar, he wouldn't have followed him, and naturally he wouldn't have been caught by Serprano.
Speaking of which, Arthur Ness vaguely remembered that Kitano Gen had a brother named Kitano Kiri, who seemed to be a subordinate of Serprano. For some reason, he owed a large sum of money to the Cheung Kei Association, which caused Kitano Gen to live with him recently.
Very tight.
Is it because of this incident that Soprano detained him here? Then he must clarify that Kitano Gen is just his subordinate, and his debt has nothing to do with him.
While Arthur Ness was thinking wildly, Serprano, who was standing behind the small bar, was not idle either.
He poured the bottle of bubbling green wine into two transparent glass wine glasses, took out the dry short-handled stainless steel colander from the cupboard, placed it on the wine glass, and then placed a white square in the middle of the colander.
sugar.
Then the fat wizard stuffed two wine glasses under a tall glass dripping pot placed at the end of the bar, and turned on the two small faucets at the base of the dripping pot.
The ice water in the pot fell slowly drop by drop under the action of gravity, soaking the white sugar cubes and slowly seeping into the wine glass under the sugar. The bubbling cyan wine liquid stirred under the stimulation of the ice water.
Layers of fish belly white.
"Do you know why I called you here?"
Soprano's slightly hoarse voice suddenly sounded in the small reception room, startling Arthur Ness, who was thinking randomly, and he sat upright immediately.
"I have no money!" he shouted reflexively.
The fat wizard glanced at him in surprise: "I didn't want to ask for your money... I just invited you to come up for a drink and listen to the chatter of a senior Alpha."
Arthur Ness just realized what he had just said. He was immediately ashamed and closed his mouth tightly.
Soprano twitched the corners of his mouth, unbuttoned his collar, and twisted his neck.
He felt that the air in the room was a little stuffy:
"I don't like Green Bee because it's too frivolous."
"I don't like amber light either, because it's too precious... I'm a vulgar person, a vulgar person who is incompatible with Alpha Castle."
"Although you are not from the Cheung Kei Association, as a second-year student, you must know my ideals."
"The Blood Friends need to change, Alpha needs to change, and our wizarding world also needs to change."
"Change is not the sweet and sour green bee, nor is it the rich and rich amber light. Change is a cup of bitter, hard-to-swallow absinthe."
"That's why I like this kind of wine."
The ice water in the dripping pot dripped faster and faster, and the absinthe in the two wine glasses gradually turned milky white. Soprano snapped his fingers, ignited the last cluster of sugar remaining in the spoon, then tilted the spoon, straight
Stir it into the milky white wine.
"...Actually, I prefer the rough way of drinking of Bohemians," Soprano pushed a glass of prepared absinthe in front of Arthur Ness: "But since we are treating guests today, it is natural that we need to
A little more solemn."
"hope you do not mind."
Arthur Ness held the wine glass and shook his head crazily, fearing that if he slowed down a little, Seprano would think he minded.
The fat wizard twitched the corner of his mouth again, took out the spoon from the cup, and knocked on the wooden bar table. While knocking, he chanted softly to the rhythm of the knock:
"Albertson, Albertson, those little green elves."
"Dancing on the ice and being wild in the wine."
"Indulge their deepest desires and pursuits."
"Unbridled by the fiery passion deep within their contents..."
This chapter has been completed!