"Alright, Miss, please wait a moment."
Somewhat flustered as he caught the flying glass, the head bartender instinctively wiped the sweat from his forehead.
He never expected this seemingly innocent and beautiful girl to drink so much. How many cups had it been already?
Conservatively, seven or eight at least? And some of them were high-proof too. Yet after downing so many, there wasn't the slightest flush on the girl's face, nor any significant change in her breathing. Was she really human?
Muttering to himself inwardly, the bartender's hands didn't slow at all. He added ice, poured in egg white, added gin, liqueurs, and other spirits, inserted the spring, capped it, and shook.
With the bartender's powerful arms at work, a few minutes later, a yellowish drink with faint reddish tinges was placed before Sparkle.
Picking up the glass, Sparkle carefully examined the liquid inside. Thanks to the egg white, after thorough shaking and pouring, a thick foam layer rose about three or four centimeters above the rim.
She took a straw from the table, tore off the wrapper, inserted it, brought it to her lips, parted her vermilion lips, and took the straw into her mouth.
"Mm, the taste is decent. Though it's still far from the drinks at 'The Tavern,' on a remote planet like Belobog, it's quite unique."
After taking a light sip, Sparkle nodded slightly, giving what could be considered a fair evaluation.
"Uh… Thank you for the compliment, Miss, haha…"
Hearing that his drink was still "far off," the bartender was momentarily stunned before awkwardly scratching the back of his head. He muttered inwardly: Who compliments someone like that? This is clearly roasting me…
Sparkle gave the bartender a faint glance. Naturally, she knew what he was thinking, but the girl didn't mind. Belobog was still under reconstruction—the natives of this planet naturally lacked exposure and experience.
"Um… Miss Sparkle, about what you said—putting in a good word for me with 'Lord Samsara'… What do you think…"
Sampo rubbed his hands together, shamelessly leaning closer with eyes full of anticipation and hope.
"Heh heh." Hearing this, our Miss Sparkle chuckled. "Putting in a good word for you? Yes, that's what we agreed on back then."
"But the task you promised to help me with doesn't seem to have been completed, old Sampo~"
Originally, Sparkle and Sampo had planned to lure those Interastral Peace Corporation executives into the hotel. Once there, Sparkle would use the power of Causality to knock them out, after which Sampo would tie them up, strip them naked, and hang them outside the Interastral Peace Corporation embassy.
When the sun rose the next day, those P37- and P38-rank mid-level executives would put on quite the show of "public bird-watching."
However, man's plans are inferior to heaven's calculations, and plans are always inferior to changes. Gepard's sudden interference completely derailed Sparkle's original plan. With no choice, the girl could only settle for second best and wipe them all out.
"Old Sampo, you know—directly using violence to eliminate enemies isn't really my style~"
"Yes, yes, yes, Lady Sparkle, you're absolutely right!"
Hearing Sparkle's words, our old Sampo was already sweating profusely. Honestly, he never expected the girl to be so decisive—straight-up turning those Interastral Peace Corporation mid-level executives into ashes. That really wasn't her usual way of doing things.
'Welcome to my world~'
'Renew your definition!'
'World so high let me show...…'
"Hm?"
While savoring her drink, Sparkle furrowed her brows slightly. Following the sound, she pulled a phone from her pocket.
After seeing the caller ID, a flash of panic crossed the girl's eyes—along with a hint of delight.
Taking in Sparkle's reaction, our old Sampo couldn't help but gape. What was this situation? This young lady actually showing such an expression like an ordinary little girl?
Seeing Sampo staring at her in disbelief, Sparkle's expression cooled slightly. A terrifying killing intent flashed and vanished in an instant, scaring Sampo badly. Our Cold Leg Uncle hurriedly turned his head away and started whistling as if nothing had happened.
"Hmph!"
Sparkle huffed coldly, then—with a somewhat nervous feeling—answered the call.
"Hello, Sparkle. I've already heard about what you did in Belobog. As expected of you—you did very well."
Yun Fan's voice came from the other end of the line. The power of Causality could perceive all things—what Sparkle had done naturally couldn't escape his eyes.
After granting Sparkle a high-tier blessing second only to that of a Emanator of Causality that day, the young man had originally intended to let her act freely and stir up the muddy waters of Penacony.
However, not long after, Yun Fan saw the chat between Stelle and Bronya that Stelle had posted in the "Astral Express Family" group chat.
When he learned that the planet he had designated as the future headquarters for Causality had actually had part of its sovereignty occupied by some "small fry," rage immediately surged in his heart.
Just as he was about to personally intervene and wipe out those P37- and P38-rank small fry along with their clans, the young man's gaze suddenly fell on the beautiful girl beside him right now—swinging her little feet and munching on snacks.
And so, the scene of Sparkle appearing in Belobog and dealing with the Interastral Peace Corporation people came to be.
Hearing Yun Fan's praise, the corners of Sparkle's mouth couldn't help but curve into a smile. Her heart was overflowing with joy, yet her words remained stubbornly dishonest.
"Hee hee, really? Then thank you for the compliment, Lord Yun Fan~"
"So, my respected Lord Yun Fan—is there any tangible reward~?"
Yun Fan: ...…
Regarding the "tangible reward" Sparkle mentioned, our Mr. Yun Fan was utterly speechless. Before you set out, I already gave you a high-tier blessing second only to an Emanator's. And now you're asking me for a reward? Little Sparkle, you're really insatiable.
"Of course there is."