Thest time Wain was in this bar was quite some time ago. Then he entered his first Dungeon and immediately found himself in the World of Darkness test room. Moreover, he was lucky enough to meet a monster like Mimic, but unfortunately, he couldn''t get any reward for it.


    Wain was not upset by this coincidence, for it was thanks to this that he could get into this bar and meet Sven.


    Wain did not know Sven''s true identity, but he assumed that this man was something like Agnes.


    Agnes'' role was that she was a watcher of one of Purgatory''s zones. So she had a certain power in that area, but it was limited by her unique abilities. Without them, she would not have been able to open the portal leading back to Wain''s world. It would have been impossible.


    In Wain''s opinion, Sven also received certain advantages as the sole owner of the small neutral zone of the World of Darkness. But, Wain assumed that Sven was a more mysterious character than Agnes.


    Unlike Agnes, this man''s influence extended far beyond his small, cozy bar. This is evidenced by his vast knowledge, rare cocktail ingredients, and the unique things he sells.


    Somehow it alles to him or was already there originally. However, in that case, Sven must have procured information and gear in huge quantities before opening the bar.


    ...


    Wain paced on the silk, red carpet covering part of the bar. As Wain approached the bar and sat down at a chair, Sven put aside crystal ss and smiled.


    "Wee back."


    Wain nodded, "It''s been a long time since I''ve been here. It''s impossible to find such a cozy and authentic ce in the outside world right now."


    "That''s true. I thought you didn''t like my cocktail, and you decided not toe back here again. It hurt my heart." With a slight irony in his voice, Sven said.


    "Huh, I''m not sure your heart can hurt anything." Proimed Wain and slipped his hand under his cloak.


    He took a cigarette out of the pack and blew out a puff of smoke after a few seconds.


    "Smoking is bad for you, don''t you know that?" Sven said with a slight smile on his face.


    "I doubt with my regeneration that cigarettes can harm me in any way. Now cigarettes don''t do any damage. They''re like a psychological trap, a particr addiction you don''t want to get rid of, even though you know all the pros and cons." Wain muttered, blowing out a puff of smoke.


    Sven shrugged and said, "Would you like a cocktail? Last time, as far as I know, you weren''t disappointed."


    "Sure, your skills are really excellent." Wain epted Sven''s offer.


    "Is there any particr preference?"


    "Yes, but I want to leave the task to you. Surprise me."


    "The customer''s wish isw," Sven said with a smile and leaned over.


    He took a small jar from the shelf, which contained several red peppers like mes. The shape of these peppers was rather unusual. They looked like a lightning bolt, like a zigzag line.


    Then he took a sharp knife with a blue de from the back shelf and quickly chopped three small peppers.


    Sven''s hand speed was on the level of a professional chef. He moved so quickly that only a blur was visible instead of the knife and his hands.


    Wain, however, could easily see all of Sven''s movements.


    ''Hmm, this knife is special. At first, I thought it strange that the knife had an unnatural blue de, but now everything is falling into ce. There''s a cold auraing from it that gradually lowers the temperature of the pepper but doesn''t freeze it...'' thought Wain.


    He was a bit surprised since, in that case, this knife was specifically designed to cool food while slicing. It took a significantly skilled cksmith, the right approach, and materials to create such a specific item.


    "I thought I asked you to make a cocktail, but it looks like you decided to make a whole dish." Proimed Wain was blowing out a puff of smoke.


    "Huh, you asked me to surprise you. I could have just mixed some alcohol and squeezed a few drops of lemon or another citrus into that mixture. But would that have surprised you?" Sven muttered as he finished slicing the peppers.


    He turned the peppers practically into a powder. It took thousands of motions to chop something so finely.


    Then Sven took another jar that contained some ratherrge berries. He took one berry in his hands and swapped his knife for another one with a red, almost red-hot de.


    The berry was round with a thick ck rind, more like a shell. Sven tossed the berry up and promptly made one cut.


    A secondter, the peeled berry and its peel fell into his hand. Sven tossed the peel into the trash, but he kept the berry and carefully ced it at the bottom of the crystal ss.


    The berry looked like a tiny star without the peel, incredibly bright and warm. Wain thought he was looking at the little sun.


    Then Sven poured the crushed pepper into the ss right on top of the berry and covered the ss with the lid.


    Booom.


    Even though the pepper was chilled, the berry exploded. The sound was deafening, but no destruction was caused by the explosion of the berry. The crystal ss waspletely intact.


    The yellow liquid lingering inside the berry mixed with the red pepper and turned into an orange liquid that emanated cold and heated at the same time. It was strange and should have been impossible, but it was.


    "Half of the cocktail is ready, I need some more ingredients, but I''ll have to step back for that. Don''t get bored." Said Sven and headed for the door behind the bar.


    ''Yeah, the World of Darkness is a unique ce indeed. In one space, you fight to the death, but in another, they make you a cocktail and make a real show.'' Thought Wain was waiting for Sven.


    After a while, Sven returned. In his hands were two small crates, a chilling from one of them.


    Click.


    Sven opened one of the drawers and pulled out a rainbow snake, a small size. Wain was surprised. He didn''t think Sven would bring a living creature here.


    Whooosh.


    The snake tried to attack Sven, but itcked length as he held it tightly by its tail. Sven then grabbed the snake by the head and squeezed a few rainbow drops of venom from its fangs into a crystal ss.


    Sven returned the snake to the box and opened another. To Wain''s surprise, there were several frozen eyes. They were huge, resembling coconuts in size.


    Sven picked up the knife again, but this time with the mostmon steel de. He brought the ice-covered eye to the crystal ss and tapped the eye several times with the back of the de.


    The ice cracked in several ces, and a white liquid gushed out of the ice-covered eye. It filled the ss to 70%, and thest ingredient was left for the cocktail to be ready.


    Unlike the previous ones, thest ingredient was elementary andmonce. It was whiskey.


    Sven poured the whiskey, filled the crystal ss almost to the brim, then took the lighter and lit the liquid. The fire was an unusual green color that slowly turned blue and red.


    "Cocktail - Glowing Ice, ready," Sven said and bowed slightly.


    Wain grinned and put his cigarette aside. Thest time he had tasted a cocktail prepared by Sven, he had had an unforgettable experience. Now, he expected nothing less.


    Wain was a great lover and connoisseur of spirits. He liked the burning sensation in his throat. Also, in his world, Wain tried a lot of all kinds of cocktails, but Sven''s skills were on apletely different level. He used amazing ingredients and techniques.


    Wain brought the crystal ss to his mouth and took a sip. At that moment, he felt as if he were in the midst of a massive volcano, in the very center of the vent. However, a secondter, he felt a chill as if from the ciers.


    The aftertaste was strange, almost tasteless, but with a unique tone. At that moment, Wain felt as if there were endless clouds in front of him. The aftertaste was like boundless freedom.


    Wain could also feel the blood rushing through his body and the energy overwhelming him. Each cocktail made by Sven was like a new revtion.


    When Wain had finished, he put the crystal ss aside and said smiling, "It was excellent, just like thest time. What''s the price of this cocktail?"


    "I''d tell you the price, but you''ve already paid it," Sven said.


    "What? When?" Wain was puzzled.


    "Thest time you traded the Demon Ants'' souls for one Void Soul, I also counted the price for the previous cocktail and for this one. I knew you''de back and ask me to make you another one." Sven said with a slight smile on his face.


    "And you said the first cocktail was free."


    "It was until you asked. I didn''t want to ruin the atmosphere."


    "Okay, it''s not a big deal. I wanted to ask you something, but I need to know something else before I do. I forgot to mention itst time. How much is one Void Soul? What''s the price? And what kind of things can I buy for Void Souls?" Wain asked.


    Different souls contained different amounts of Soul Essence, so depending on which souls Wain passed on, the number of Void Souls he could get would vary.


    He had to know the exact values to know how many souls he would have to spend if necessary.


    Unfortunately, he could only get to this bar when he finds a spatial rift.