The 7th Witch

On Sunday, July 7th, 777, in the world of Himlear, a rural noble family welcomed their seventh child—a seemingly ordinary girl who, from birth, appeared to have an indissoluble bond with the number...

Chapter 592 Grouping

"I came to the pub today just to drink, don't worry about anything else."

"...Okay, I get it. Anyway, you don't have to push me."

Entering the pub, unlike its unassuming exterior, the inside is quite well decorated and can barely be called a pub.

The poster girl took a few people to find a place in a corner, which was just big enough for six people.

"I'm so sorry~." The receptionist held up the tray and said pitifully, "The space in our store is limited, so please squeeze in a little."

"Ah, that's okay, we can just squeeze in here."

Arthur said quickly.

"Ah, thank you so much for your understanding, sir~."

"Uh, no need to thank me for something like that..."

Then several people squeezed together and sat down at this small round table.

Sitting in his seat, Arthur looked around and said:

"By the way, this place is surprisingly doing well."

There were quite a few customers in the small pub, many of whom looked familiar. Coupled with the smell of alcohol wafting everywhere, it was no different from a pub in peacetime.

"Wow, Arthur is indeed the man, he spotted the key point right from the start. That's right, this is what this tavern is famous for~!"

Russell stroked his chin and nodded pretentiously.

"Ah, thank you for the compliment, I'm so happy~ By the way, what would you like to drink? We have everything~"

"Is it true or false? There's everything?"

Irene was skeptical and raised her right hand and spoke loudly.

"Then I want a glass of colorful fruit wine."

"Okay, a glass of colorful fruit wine, right? Remember that~."

The poster girl replied with a smile.

“Oh, it really is.”

Lucien thought for a moment and then spoke:

"Then I'll have a cup of dragon's breath."

"Okay, a cup of dragon's breath~."

The poster girl replied with a smile on her face.

"...a glass of Black Swamp."

"Okay, a glass of Black Swamp~."

At this time, Russell looked at Arthur with a smile.

"Hey, Arthur, don't you want to order?"

"Hmm... I don't really want to drink anything. Okay, just give me a glass of sparkling wine."

Russell was stunned and a little surprised:

"...Arthur, the drink you ordered is surprisingly ordinary."

Arthur smiled.

"Well, I was always busy making a living, so I didn't drink much."

"I see, Arthur. You're a good family man! Little Alice is so lucky to have a brother like her. By the way, what would little Alice like to drink?"

"I, I..." Alice blushed slightly and whispered, "I want to drink the same thing as my brother..."