Lemony held the wine glass in his hand, his eyes blank.
"Hey, Lemony, what's going on?" Ocean came closer, behind him were Luslan and Jimia who were drinking heavily.
He looked at Lemony curiously.
Lemony was startled: "No, it's nothing."
Snapped.
Ocean suddenly clamped Lemony's face with his hands.
"I said you kid..." Ocean made Lemony's eyes look into his own, with helplessness in his expression, "What's on your mind?"
"Where do you start talking about this?" Lemony's eyes became evasive.
Alma stood behind the bar, looking at Ocean and Lemony with an incomprehensible expression.
Since these people started to patronize his tavern, his tavern has lost many customers, and only some regular customers still come here to sit.
There is no other reason. These people, except for the one named Lemoni, will start drinking with others once they are a little drunk. However, these people have a huge amount of alcohol. Ocean can even drink alone.
An entire tavern.
For their own safety, many drinkers stopped coming to the pub to drink. Some even gave up drinking permanently because they developed PTSD from a few people in Ocean.
But Alma didn't care that much.
In other words...she is not short of money now.
In Ozark, she relied on the wealth that Ocean inadvertently gave her to become the richest man.
However, she still ran the tavern and never thought of leaving this place that made the two siblings sad.
Maybe it's because I'm a little nostalgic, or maybe... I'm used to the current life and don't want to make more changes.
Alma wiped the cup and looked at Ocean.
Maybe you just like this kind of atmosphere?
Ocean patted Lemoni's face gently twice: "You can tell Chimera even if you look at it, you obviously have something serious on your mind, okay? You're right, Alma."
"Ah? Ah, right, right." Alma was also thinking about something and didn't care at all about what Ocean said. She just nodded in agreement.
Jimia and Luslan were almost unable to hold on any longer.
Lemony broke free from Ocean's hands, looked at the wine in his hand, gritted his teeth, and took a sip.
"Yes! I have something on my mind!" Lemony placed the wine glass heavily on the bar.
"Tell us, we are friends." Ocean smiled and patted Lemoni on the back.
Lemony's newly built momentum suddenly softened after hearing Ocean's words.
"I just... don't know how to say goodbye." Lemony handed the wine glass to Alma, not daring to look at Ocean's face.
"Farewell? You are leaving." Ocean was not too surprised and just sighed.
"...Aren't you angry?" Lemony turned his head and glanced at Ocean.
"Huh? What are you thinking? How could I be angry?" Ocean looked at Lemony with strange eyes and a smile in his tone, "Do you have any misunderstanding about me?"
Lemony was silent, took the wine handed back by Alma, and took another sip.
"Hey, Ocean, I came to Atlantis because I saw more scenery." After Lemoni finished drinking, he suddenly thought of something and turned to look at Ocean.
"That's it... Then, I hope you can see more wonderful scenery." There was unconcealable disappointment in the eyes of Ocean, Luslan and Jimia behind him.
"No, Ocean." Lemony handed the wine glass to Alma again, "What I want to say is something else, something else, something I just thought of."
Perhaps it was the effect of alcohol, Lemony seemed a little excited now.
He stood up and looked at his three friends.
"We are friends, right?" Lemony said with a smile.
Ou Shen and others nodded vigorously involuntarily.
"Then what I want to say is not farewell." Lemony smiled, sat back in his seat, took a sip of wine, and raised the glass.
He looked into the eyes of Ocean, Lu Silan, and Jimia.
"Would you like to travel with me?"
"See the scenery I want to see?"
Ocean was startled.
It took a while for Ocean to react.
He smiled.
Lu Silan and Jimia also laughed.
Lemony laughed too.
Then let's go together.
Nothing needs to be said.
On the other hand, Alma, listening to the conversations of several people, felt...a little bit lost.
Are these drunkards leaving?
Well...it's good to go.
...
When several people started drinking the same amount of wine again, a figure walked into the altar barrier in Ozark Town.
"Hmm~ Yeah." Dionysus nodded his head, "If you follow the position Hermes gave me, it should be almost here."
Suddenly, his nose moved.
An orange-red light suddenly lit up in his eyes.
"I seem...to smell alcohol..."
Following the charming aroma of wine, Dionysus came to the door of Elma's Tavern and twitched his nose.
With a snap of his fingers, the wine barrel behind him disappeared, and Dionysus pushed open the door of the tavern.
When Alma heard the noise and looked towards the door, she found a handsome young man with orange hair and a slender figure, whose style of painting was completely different from that of Ocean and others. He was leaning against the door frame with his chest folded, looking into the pub.
"Hello, are you a guest?" Alma asked.
"Uh-huh." The young man was like a fox, already drunk before he even entered the tavern.
He turned his hand over and a silver coin appeared in his palm.
Pressing the silver coins on the bar, the fox-like young man sat on his seat: "Give me... a glass of the best liquor."
Alma directly pulled the young man's silver coin over: "Okay! Just wait a moment!"
Alma went to prepare the wine, and Dionysus' eyes shifted slightly, looking at the sturdy figure with short blue hair.
The task given to him by Zeus was to welcome Oceanus, release the goodwill from the gods to Oceanus, and use his own inventory to give Oceanus a gift.
Dionysus doesn't matter, he has a lot of good things.
But before we officially get to know each other... I still follow my own habit of coming to a bar!
Alma came over with a wine glass and placed the wine in front of Dionysus.
"By the way, boss, can you do me a favor?" Dionysus's eyes narrowed and the corners of his mouth curved, more like a fox.
"...What?" Alma stepped back a little out of caution.
"It's nothing, it's just that I want to treat those guests over there who are very generous in drinking, just some drinks." Dionysus pointed in the direction of Ocean, took out a few silver coins again, and pressed them on the bar.
"...Okay, wait a minute." Alma glanced at Dionysus with some confusion, accepted the silver coins, and went to pour the wine.