"Sweet Dreams... and a premium aged vintage, too..."
"Even after two and a half years, Nightfall Bar's signature drink still hasn't been replaced..."
Holding the exquisite crystal bottle in her slender, jade-like hand, Serval gave it a gentle swirl. She examined the clear, dark-golden liquor and sniffed it lightly, nodding silently as a touch of wistfulness appeared on her fair, jade-like face.
As a singer-songwriter and an all-rounder in rock music, Serval occasionally enjoyed a few drinks and knew a fair amount about Belobog's liquor.
Of course, Serval rarely visited places like bars. Usually, she drank freely on the second-floor terrace of the Eternal Engine Workshop, facing the vast starry sky and boundless wind and snow, seeking a little intoxication and the musical inspiration that occasionally burst forth.
"Oh? Sweet Dreams... that's a fine name. It complements Nightfall Bar's atmosphere."
"So, what's special about this drink... Miss Serval?"
Watching Serval appraise the exquisite liquor, Lin Feng raised an eyebrow slightly and asked with a hint of curiosity.
He did not know much about alcohol, either. After all, he was no drunkard.
"Well... how should I put it? It's very strong... very sweet... and very easy to get drunk on..."
After pondering for a moment, Serval scratched her head and answered rather haltingly.
When it came to liquor, Serval only had a superficial understanding. She knew which drinks got people drunk easily and which tasted good, but she really could not say much about anything else.
There was no helping it. She was simply that casual and easygoing. Unless something particularly interested her, she generally did not study it too deeply.
Music and machinery both counted as her hobbies. Drinking had never been anything more than a way to pass her leisure time.
The whole reason she had brought Lin Feng