Blast Swordsman

Lin Ge applied for a job as a bartender at a bar, but the customers who came there seemed strange.

The female warrior who wore very little and whose armor could easily be seen through was basically impervious to nothing.

The Calamity Mage whose luck value was minus one hundred was lucky to live to this age.

The melancholy and lonely King of Skeletons. Skeletons? Drink? Please don't waste it!

The Demon King, who loved fooling around with warriors, seemed to have completely forgotten his identity.

...

Well, he was starting to get used to these strange guests.

Bartender in an Isekai Bar: Pick Up A Wizard Girl

On the opulent bed, the current Demon King Seinsiti looked on with her deep, profound gaze, staring at her newly acquired underling, the Tongue Demon.


The Tongue Demon observed her as well, but his gaze was not presumptuous.


Lin Ge paid special attention to the twin horns atop her head, exquisitely crafted as if they were pieces of art, not particularly long at about 18 centimeters, mysterious and elegant in appearance.


"Demon King, this is a drink I have concocted for you, named Soul Control," he said.


Lin Ge took out the prepared cup of Soul Control from his ring and, with a slight bow, presented it with both hands.


The alluring scent of the alcohol immediately diffused, the Demon King's lips parted slightly, and she extended her tongue, licking her lips.


Cold and noble, as though keeping others a thousand miles away, her voice rang in Lin Ge's head again.


099 I don't drink much, so don't try to trick me_1