[Abnormal targets Helen Cho and Yoon Ji-su detected. Gained 200 Anomaly Points. Current Anomaly Points: 800 / 5800]
Luke calmly drank and chatted with the three women, the conversation flowing enthusiastically.
Yoon Ji-su and Helen Cho had been classmates since elementary and middle school. They were best friends and close confidantes, both unmarried and unattached.
The former, thanks to her love for music, longed to meet a man who was pleasing to the eye and, ideally, possessed artistic sensibilities to become her boyfriend.
Helen Cho, on the other hand, was a true genius. She was devoted to research and had no interest in romance.
In her eyes, men were like simpletons with whom she shared no common ground for conversation.
The reason the two had come to the bar this time was to welcome Yoon Ji-su on her first visit to the United States and to experience the atmosphere of an American bar.
Another reason was that the security at the Red Rose Bar was exceptionally good.
They had never been to a place like this before.
Just as they were chatting, the lights in the Red Rose Bar suddenly began to flicker, alternating between red and blue.
Women in revealing attire and masks, alongside men in formal tuxedos and suits—also masked like aristocrats from a bygone century—pulled their partners onto the dance floor to dance beneath the shifting lights.
"Wow, so this is the Red Rose Bar's signature masked social dance? I expected it to be wild, but I didn't realize the dancing would be so elegant and artistic."
Yoon Ji-su watched the stage curiously. This was nothing like the bar she had imagined.
Helen Cho spoke with the air of an insider: "I heard the bar owner is a distinguished hereditary Count, and even today, a millennium later, he still wields considerable power."
Yoon Ji-su had an idealized view of the nobility. Hearing this, she exclaimed, "No wonder the servers here are as elegant as aristocrats who have undergone long-term training."
Sif, perhaps a bit tipsy, heard this and laughed carelessly. "Nobles from a thousand years ago? Perhaps I've even met his ancestors."
Sif was also over a thousand years old, roughly the same age as Thor. She had even participated in the original battle against the Frost Giants. She had once traveled briefly through Northern Norway, leaving behind the legend of the Valkyrie.
Nobles? She had seen far too many; they meant nothing to her.
Luke, meanwhile, had no interest in the so-called earth's nobility.
In a place this small, there were hundreds of kingdoms and countless nobles.
"Sif, maybe you should stop drinking?"
Yoon Ji-su and Helen Cho assumed Sif was drunk and quickly urged her to stop.
"I'm not drunk."
Sif waved her hand dismissively, poured another glass of wine, and gulped it down.
"She'll be alright, won't she? Maybe you should try talking her out of it?"
Helen Cho looked toward Luke with a worried expression.
Luke shook his head. "Don't worry about her. Asgardians are all drinking barrels—this amount of alcohol is nothing."
Saying this, Luke snapped his fingers. "Server, two more cases!"
Sif was very discerning; she wouldn't drink anything that wasn't fine wine. To let her drink her fill, Luke ordered century-old vintage wine worth tens of thousands of U.S. dollars per bottle. One case was worth nearly a million dollars.
When the server easily brought up the two large cases of wine, he gave Sif a strange, lingering look. Upon witnessing her crude drinking posture, a hint of disdain flashed across his face, as if she were wasting their fine wine.
When Yoon Ji-su and Helen Cho saw the value of the wine, they were utterly dumbfounded. Seeing Sif drinking so wildly, they had assumed it was ordinary champagne or something similar. Who knew it was vintage wine worth tens of thousands per bottle!
One glass for Sif was nearly equivalent to one bottle. In other words, while they were talking, Sif had already consumed at least several million U.S. dollars.
Whoa ~ She never expected him to be an eighteen-year-old rich high school boy!
The two gasped, and even their drinking motions became noticeably more elegant. It was their first time drinking such expensive liquor, giving them the illusion that they were appreciating a work of art.
However, every time they saw Sif and Luke drinking like that, they felt a huge sense of disparity.
They watched helplessly as Sif and Luke finished two cases of fine wine in a few gulps, then ordered four more cases.
This time, the server's gaze was even more peculiar. He couldn't help but say, "Sir, Madam, please restrain yourselves slightly. Fine wine and delicacies are meant to be savored slowly."
Luke glanced at him indifferently, slapped a card on the table, and said, "Stop talking nonsense. We aren't short on money. Bring everything you have!"
The server hesitated, wanting to speak, but after considering something, he reluctantly left.
Before long, a tall woman wearing black leather walked over. She casually approached their table.
"Hello, I am the person in charge here, Selene."
Luke glanced at her, the corner of his mouth curving slightly. "What, did you run out of wine?"
Selene shook her head and said confidently, "We have plenty of wine. If you wish, we can provide even older vintages. And they are absolutely genuine!"
Selene held up the fiery red, blood-like wine and gently took a sip. Every one of her movements was extremely elegant, leaving no room for criticism.
"I came here to apologize for the poor service you received from the server just now. To show my gratitude, I've decided to offer you... one case of fine wine, free of charge."
When she mentioned "one case," Selene felt quite reluctant. She deliberately avoided looking at the oversized glasses in Sif and Luke's hands, using the act of drinking to conceal her true thoughts.
Yoon Ji-su was curious upon hearing this. "Is your boss's family specialized in winemaking? Why have they kept so much fine wine?"
Selene smiled, shook her head, and remained silent.
But Luke was very clear about the reason.
Because nearly half the people in the bar, including Selene, were vampires!
The wine they were drinking right now might have been thanks to the efforts of the vampires present. A hundred years was a long time for mortals, but for a vampire, it was just the time it took to sleep.
If they brewed some wine whenever they had time, they could easily pull out piles of centuries-old vintage wine, right?
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