120 Talking is a mental attack

Style: Gaming Author: Blast Swordsman Xin ZhaoWords: 2364Update Time: 24/01/18 23:22:04
"What would the guest like to have?"

The masked woman sat at the bar. Although Ringer was confused because he had forgotten something, his good professionalism still drove him to smile.

"A cup of purple elf." A hoarse voice came from under the mask.

Lin Ge couldn't help but be stunned. She actually knew about the purple elf? Since he created this wine, few people know about it.

He seemed to be thinking of something, but as soon as he saw the mask on the other person's face, this feeling disappeared again.

"This is our store's hidden menu. Where did the customer know about it?" Ringer asked.

"I heard about it from a friend."

"Can I ask for your friend's name?"

"Why, do you still need to do an identity check before serving wine to the guests?" the masked woman said with some displeasure.

"Sorry, this wine is no longer available due to material supply issues."

In fact, there were some purple elves left in Ringer's ring, but he subconsciously didn't want to take it out. This situation shouldn't have happened to him, but he decided to follow his intuition.

The guest in front of him gave him a strange feeling, and this strangeness seemed to affect him.

He couldn't say why, but he genuinely didn't want to serve this mysterious and weird guest.

In addition to Linger, Lanya, who was outside the bar, also stared at the masked guest with a strange expression on her face, feeling similar to Linger.

"Is that so?" The masked woman sounded a little disappointed and turned to look at the lottery wheel on the wall of the hall. "Is this for lottery?"

"Yes."

The masked woman faced the prize plate and looked at the prizes written on it.

"What's the special prize?"

"Customers who win the special prize can express their wishes, and our store staff will try their best to fulfill them."

"Any wish is okay?"

"Haha, of course it must be a practical wish. If the wish is rude or impossible to fulfill, our store has the right to refuse."

While Ringer was explaining, a bunch of snow-white spider silk suddenly shot out from his side and stuck to the mask on the guest's face.

The spider silk shot out from Elise's fingertips. She jerked her hand and pulled off the mask from the masked woman's face.

The masked woman also reacted very quickly and grabbed the mask flying towards Elise.

At this time, Ringer finally saw the true face of the guest.

As soon as he saw the pair of black eyebrows as thick and short as broad beans on the girl's face, he remembered everything.

It was her, the female thief who stole ten bottles of Purple Elf from his storage ring last Wednesday. Mercer told him her name was Hurley, but that wasn't necessarily her real name.

Is the mask on her face affecting my thinking? Linge looked at the blue-gray mask held in the thief girl's hand.

He should have noticed the girl as soon as she entered the house, but there seemed to be an invisible force interfering with his thoughts, preventing him from connecting this familiar figure with the thief girl in his memory.

"That's so rude. Is this how your store treats customers?" The thief girl grabbed the mask tightly with both hands and fought with Elise through the tough spider silk, suppressing her blush and shouting.

Elise sneered and said: "It turns out it's you. I feel strange. I think your breath is very familiar, but I can't remember who you are."

Although Elise couldn't remember it, she guessed that the problem was with the other party's mask, so she took action without hesitation. While the other party was talking to Ringer, she suddenly took action and successfully pulled off the mask from her face.

The thief girl didn't have much strength. She pushed her legs on the ground, leaned back, grabbed the mask with both hands, her face turned red, and she used all her strength.

The other end of the spider silk was just Elise's slender index finger. She looked relaxed.

"It turns out that you are a black shop here, robbing customers of their belongings. I want everyone in Castalon to know about this." The thief girl shouted.

Elise suddenly retracted the spider silk, and the thief girl who leaned back immediately lost her balance, fell to the ground with her legs in the air, and let out a cry of pain when her butt landed.

"Oh, you little thief, you have the nerve to say that our place is a black shop?" Lin Ge finally said coldly, "Return the stolen wine."

According to the information provided by Maisel, the thief only sold three bottles of purple elf to the guild, but she stole ten bottles.

"Ouch, my ass," the thief girl stood up holding her butt and looked at Ringer, "that unjust wine full of coercion and deception has been eliminated by me."

His demeanor and tone were confident, and he didn't even have the slightest hint of shame.

"Did you drink it all?"

"Yes, that kind of unethical item should be destroyed in time." The thief girl put her hands on her hips and looked quite proud.

Lin Ge laughed in anger: "So you are still a messenger of justice?"

"Hey, don't take it seriously, I just did what I should do."

"What are you so proud of?" Ringer said with a cold face, "Don't even think about leaving until you pay for those ten bottles of wine."

The thief girl blinked.

"Will you serve me as long as I pay the bill?"

"Our store does not welcome sneaky customers. Pay the bill, leave, and don't come back again." Lin Ge said coldly.

No matter how cute this girl looks, she is still a thief, and Ringer doesn't believe her.

With her incredible stealing skills, if she was allowed to come and go freely in the store, she might find something missing one day.

"Do you think of me as a little thief who steals chickens and dogs casually?" The thief girl puffed up her cheeks and glared at Ringer.

"Is not it?"

"I also have my principles. I only steal immoral things, not everything. Otherwise, I will steal everything in your ring that day." The girl retorted angrily.

I see, that’s why the bottle of nectar that Tios gave me unsolicited was not stolen. Ringer thought.

But that doesn't mean he forgives the little thief.

"A thief is a thief. No matter how high-sounding you say it, it can't change the fact. You said my wine came from a wrong source, but what did you do with it?"

"I……"

"You mixed the stolen wine with water and sold it to the guild at a high price, and used the rest to satisfy your own appetites. Is this your morality?"

"I……"

"Mixing the wine with water is cheating, and reselling it to the guild for profit is your greed. You, a selfish, hypocritical and greedy shameless little thief, dare to mention principles? What's even more ridiculous is that you seem to regard your actions as Justice, huh."

"You... ugh."

Ringer's words were like sharp flying knives, piercing into the girl's heart, and tears finally poured out of her eyes uncontrollably.

The girl has a beautiful appearance, and the way she rubs her eyes and cries is even more endearing.

But Ringer ignored it and remained unmoved at all.

Lanya and Elise looked at the crying thief girl, then looked at Linger, a little dazed.

He actually made this girl break down and cry with just his words.

Elise suddenly remembered that Ringer often spoke to her in this lecturing tone during the first week after he arrived. At that time, she wanted to punch him in the face.

It wasn't until later, when Linge and Lanya broke into her spider cave and were rescued by her that his attitude changed.

She suddenly frowned and thought of a very important question.

Hey, when did my attitude change?

She looked at Ringer, who had an indifferent expression, and found that the urge to beat him was no longer there, but instead she felt her heartbeat speeding up slightly.

Hiss, this is terrible.

Elise suddenly shuddered.