'Cocktail Potion' by Transworld Transfer Bartenders

"Haha! What's wrong with you! Is that how much you want me to slap you in the mouth?!"

"...... ah"

The battle between the rain and the arrows continues with a lyingly spectacular aftermath.

A dizzying bump of sorcery filled the magic room with a magical phosphorus light that no other sorcerer could bypass anymore.

The vision is enveloped in light, and it's no longer even clear what other people are doing anymore.

However, there is a difference between the two voices in such an exchange.

Hermes laughs to enjoy Sweetheart's struggle, while Sweetheart groans.

"How many more magic stones are there for your tiger boy?"Isn't the magic circle of magic enhancement screaming at the output?You're doing well on your own, but you're no match for me!Come on! Like this! "

A sharp flash of light ran.

Immediately after that, I heard something heavy rolling.

I found out someone was dead.

Tsk, ahhhhhhhhh!

The sound of a squeeze of water echoed.

Numerous, perhaps necessary to use the chanting discard, I smashed the magic stone I had brought in, and the pressed magic of Sweet Sweet Sweet Sweet Sweet Sweet Sweet Sweet Sweet Sweet Sweet Sweet Sweet Sweet Sweet Sweet Sweet Sweet Sweet Sweet Sweet Sweet Sweet Sweet Sweet Sweet Sweet Sweet Sweet Sweet Sweet Sweet Sweet Sweet Sweet Sweet Sweet Sweet Swe.

A rough but gentle blade of wind pushed the death spear off the surface, holding it near the ceiling, finally clearing my sight.

In front of me, as you can imagine, a fun-loving Hermes face.

And I can't see what Sweetheart looks like.

"... when?"

Hermes questioned me as I approached in that stormy magical confrontation.

Believing in Sweetheart, I was sure to go through the rain of the raging magic of death step by step.

Sweetheart said [Run].Believing that, I ran.

The light bumped into each other at the end of my eyes and my nose, and the spear that returned to magic power became grained and disappeared.

It was as hot as if a scorching metal had been pressed against her ears.

I can believe that if I get off the road a little, if I change my pace a little, my life will be easily wiped out.

Even in the next moment, I wanted to be suspicious.

But I'm never scared.

The other night, when I was getting lost, Sweet said I'd do something about it.

That's why I don't hesitate to push through the path she's taken.

The range of this "cocktail" is surprisingly narrow.

It can be said to be a distance that is almost touching or not touching.

There is no guarantee that you will be able to release it satisfactorily when you get so close to it.

But still, I said I'd protect you, Sweet.

I believe in Rosemary, who promised me a chance.

"I am certainly no match for you."

Sweetheart's moist, angry voice sounded.

It would be anger at Hermes, who had been infiltrated until now, and at the same time, anger at herself, who had let one person die.

With that anger, Swe said quietly into the magic.

"But instead of me, the general will do something about it!"Then I'll just do my job! "

Hermes slightly frowned at Sweetheart's eager voice.

"Then it's you, Sui Vermut."

Once again, a flash of light blinked.

Just like before, a light that didn't catch your eye probably went straight to the swirl.

I desperately endure the urge to look back.

Sweetheart's interception was not over.

Then all I have to do is trust and move on.

Best of all, there's Viola next to Sweet.

”Don't lick it!”

Gakin, the intense sound resounds, then the light explodes.

I understood that Viola had knocked down the magic spear that came towards Sweetheart with her sword.

Even when fighting the dragon grass, Viola prevented all attacks aimed at the swordfish.

I'm sure she'll protect the watermelon if it gets targeted.

Protecting the wizard is a knight's duty.

Then, immediately, there was a heavy footsteps that switched formations.

The elite also realized that they had rearranged their formation so that they could protect Sweet Sweet Sweet at the expense of their lives.

In order to prioritize the protection of Sweet Sweet Sweetheart over the incoming monsters.

"Then it's you, bartender!"

Hermes switched quickly.

The moment you realize you're aiming for a barren watermelon, you aim that watermelon at me.

The distance between me and Hermes is nowhere near.

Almost there, the Demon King enters within reach of my fangs.

However, a spear that tried to stop it aimed at me from all directions.

I can't even count them.

In an instant, they increased in number, and they bound the magic spear that had been pointed at all of us to just one person.

The violence that Sweet squeezed out just now was so violent that she could finally get rid of everything.

"If you can do it, you can do it!"

Hermes waved his arms down before Sweetheart was ready to intercept his excessive attack.

That's all, a prison of spears without a place to escape is about to crush me.

That speed doesn't seem to be fast enough for a human to react.

With the vampire's physical abilities, it could be avoided, but there was no gap between abomination and avoidance.

The road and the speed are not enough.

That alone is the end of my life.

It's unlikely that this would happen here ─ ─

I can pry the way!

A green wind arrow was born at my feet along with the scream of the water.

They drew a green tail to show me the way and flew straight ahead.

The spear that was blocking all directions made way for the front of Hermes.

We have a way to go.

All I have to do is get out of here.

You just have to run at a speed that humans can't.

Really,

I'll keep the insurance on.

Until then, I [suppressed] my physical abilities and kicked hard on the ground.

If I do it badly, my body will shoot forward like a bullet, with the momentum of crushing the floor.

Even as the spear swept through my cheeks, shoulders, and body, I reached there while keeping my life.

"Ah!?"

Hermes, who had been hit by a special blow, was seen to be [upset] on her face for the first time.

Yes, at this step, I finally managed to push myself to Hermes.

The magical power of the physical activity of the body was created by the [Magic Cannon (Cocktail)] created by Sweetheart in the shadows of the soldiers while the conversation was distracting Hermes.

My pouch is currently losing its ability to stop time.

Along with that, you can't keep the ingredients chilled in the kingpin or leave the cocktail ammo in place.

If you ammo up right before the start of the operation, you may be able to keep the materials cold for the duration of the battle, but it's like leaving all the materials out of the freezer and running the business at the same time as the operation starts.

The longer the battle goes on, the less complete the cocktail will be.

I can't guarantee that I'll make a delicious cocktail with such ingredients, and it's more dangerous to make a cocktail with ingredients that I don't trust.

That being said, Even if all the ingredients are at room temperature.

There are cocktails that can be made in such a state.

And that's one of the things that works in my body.

A cocktail made by shaking "20 ml green peppermint liqueur", "20 ml white cacao liqueur" and "20 ml fresh cream" in a recipe that is mainly distributed.

Its name is [Glass Hopper].

The rich cream and cocoa sweetness and refreshing mint flavor of the butter are delicious, which makes it look like chocolate mint ice cream.

This cocktail, of course, needs ice to make it, because it's made in a shake.

But even in the absence of ice, we can actually make this cocktail.

It seems contradictory, but it's not a lie.

Because there are two ways to make this cocktail recipe, with exactly the same ingredients.

But I'll explain that to you later.

For now, I will say a word to the [guest] who is in front of my eyes, hateful but connected.

Elle, we've got the right cocktail for you.