Accompanied by the doorbell, Zheng Qing pushed the door open and saw no other guests or waiters.
The sunlight shines through the wide windows and falls into the tavern, adding a layer of glaze to the dark red bar. Looking at the toast that seems to be covered with fresh jam, a feeling of satisfaction in my heart.
The air was filled with the aroma of wood and wine. Because there was no one, the smell seemed particularly pure in the empty room. A group of light bugs gathered among the beams of the ceiling, and seemed to be disturbed by three uninvited guests. They all shook their wings, bulged their belly, and sprinkled orange light all over the ground, making the entire tavern brighter.
As if I heard the sound of the doorbell, a rag jumped onto the bar quickly and began to wipe the table. A few wine glasses came out of the cabinet and arranged neatly in a line. The bottles filled with juice bowed, and one cup after another poured over.
"What is that?" The fat wizard's attention was all in those cups.
Xiao Xiao took the lead and took the cup and sniffed it.
"Apple juice, a mild magical supplement drink."
While speaking, his eyes slid over the rows of colorful wine bottles in the wine kitchen: "According to the old rules of the wizards, the Forbidden Demon Festival does have a tradition of not drinking, but these days, few people have followed these terms..."
"Senior Sister Colma must know that we are here," Zheng Qing raised his last cup and touched the fat man's hand: "It's probably what we meant to wait for her here..."
"Just just waiting so stupidly?" Xin drank half a cup of apple juice in one sip and smacked her lips.
Bang!
Several thick stacks of newspapers and magazines appeared out of thin air and fell heavily in front of the three young wizards.
The meaning is very clear.
At the same time, the bottle filled with juice rose and fell slightly on the bar, making a series of hesitant collisions, as if he was hesitating whether to fill the empty cup of the fat wizard.
Zheng Qing ignored the bottle with chaos in the operation logic, picked up the top copy of Beta Town Post, looked at the date, which was today, and he happened to have not read it.
It has been more than a week since Shanglinyuan Spring Tour.
Linda Barnes' plan for "Rumor War" has also been underway for nearly a week. As she expected, in this information-rich era, no popularity can last too long. Unless deliberately, the media cannot waste too much resources on a young wizard who has not graduated.
He read it through and found only three reports related to him—two of which were tofu blocks—apparently the editorial department of Beta Town Post also realized that it was not a good deal to put too much attention on him.
The young teaching assistant nodded with satisfaction.
In Linda's words, as long as there are enough rumors, the old guys in the editorial department will be dazzled and they will eventually have to give up. Without the support of the big newspapers, the gossip in the school will gradually subside.
When Colma went downstairs, the three male witches had already drunk two large bottles of apple juice.
Xiao Xiao and Fatty Xin were sweating profusely in front of the chess game in the newspaper, while Zheng Qing read a love story between a female ghost and a scholar in "Ms. Duoduo" with relish. So when the owner of the tavern greeted them, he was a little dazed and forgot what he wanted today.
"You've been here very hard recently."
Colma greeted him with a smile, her eyes fell on several cardboard boxes placed on the bar, which contained dried fruit, jerky, dried fruits and various snacks. She clearly remembered that her pub did not provide these snacks.
Zheng Qing quickly threw down the chicken and corn flowers in his hand and stood up with his two companions.
The last time he came to the Sakura Tavern was last Tuesday night. At noon that day, he had just reached an agreement with Linda Barnes, so he came to visit the North Sage in the evening to win an exclusive interview opportunity for the blonde witch.
Judging from time, he came very hard.
"Come on...what to drink?"
The young teaching assistant classmate greeted him diligently, but as soon as the greeting was said, not only Colma was stunned, but Xiao Xiao and Fatty Xin also looked sideways, looking quite shocked. Zheng Qing suddenly remembered that he was in someone else's tavern, and felt very embarrassed. He raised the juice in his hand like a concealment, smiled dryly, and poured all tons of tons into his stomach.
Although the juice was cool, he felt hot all over. Even if he didn't look in the mirror, he realized that his face must be red.
"I'll have a glass of apple juice, thank you."
The owner of the Sakura Tavern did not make things difficult for Zheng Qing, and waved his hand with a smile, and offered a drink as color as amber to the witch.
By the way, help someone's empty cup fill up.
"I read the report from the last interview, and it was well written." Colma looked at the fat wizard next to him, and said in a brisk tone: "Did you write it or Miss Barnes?"
"I, we wrote it together." Xin rarely showed a hint of distortion.
The witch raised her eyebrows, and a trace of surprise appeared on her face: "No wonder the article was finally published in the school newspaper... I thought that the interview would be taken away by Thomas."
The Thomas she mentioned was not the one in the teaching assistant team, but Thomas Barnes, Linda's uncle, and the deputy editor-in-chief of Beta Town Post.
At this moment, Zheng Qing's brain, which had just been overloaded due to embarrassment, has gradually recovered its thinking ability, so it is easy to think of this relationship.
He touched his nose, picked up the cup, moistened his lips. As soon as he was about to speak, he saw Colma take out a deck of tarot cards from the bar and wash it briefly.
"Do you remember the card you drew when you came to Sakura Tavern last time?"
She glanced at Zheng Qing, as if it had a deep meaning: "I remember that day you just learned to touch your face and divination... and then you touched your nose in my bar."
Zheng Qing was stunned for a moment.
In the face-touching divination, touching the nose means things are not going well. Just like the tarot card he drew at the Sakura Tavern that day, it was not a good sign, so he threw it behind his head early.
“Reverse tower?”
Although the tone of the witch was a little uncertain, she quickly recalled the conversation that night. The reverse tower can be regarded as a warning, which reminds us to be vigilant and be prepared to deal with emergencies and possible crises. Just like the tranquility before the storm, it represents a tense atmosphere.
Originally he thought the card was reminding him of the risks related to rumors, but at this moment, looking at Colma's eyes, he suddenly realized that the small things like rumors would not affect his destiny. The reverse tower he drew in front of the Great Sage of the North District that day was actually a warning to the two people.
In other words, what the tarot card reveals is the fate of the North District Wizard Hunter team that died in the Silent Forest.