Farming in a Parallel World and Becoming a God
Chapter 599 - 468 The Weeping Witch_1

Chapter 599: Chapter 468 The Weeping Witch_1

Oliela didn’t need to say much, as Gaven had guessed, she was completely immersed in her own world, giggling happily to herself from time to time with a silly smile. She had either thought of something amusing or was overwhelmed by the alcohol, as rosy blushes appeared on her pale little face.

The most noticeable change was Delara, who, like a fallen tower, curled up on the ground, shivering and weeping silently.

And there was Mother Gao Ser, tiny in stature, not even half Delara’s height, kneeling beside her, holding her big head, and whispering words of comfort, "It’s over, it’s all over, everything is in the past now. Mommy is here, Mother Gao Ser is here. Just cry it out, just cry it out. Once you cry it out, everything will be alright."

Mother Gao Ser’s consolation worked. Delara burst into tears with a loud "wah," her sobs so forceful that they seemed to shake the ground, loud enough to be heard throughout the Joy Hall. She turned around and hugged Mother Gao Ser, but was careful not to hurt her, so she held her gingerly.

"What’s the matter? What’s going on? What happened to Delara? Why is she crying so heartbreakingly?"

"Delara, tell your sister, who made you cry? I’ll teach him a lesson for you."

"Give it up, with your tiny frame, Delara could lift two of you with one hand. If someone can make her cry, do you think you could beat them?"

"That’s odd, when have any of you ever seen Delara cry? She’s always been the one to make others cry. From childhood, she protected us."

"Mr. Gaven, what on earth happened? Did you make Delara cry? If it was you, don’t blame us if we turn against you."

The escort girls, having changed into their clothes, rushed in upon hearing the news. Many of them came armed with various weapons, displaying their fierce side exceptionally well.

They dared to work as travel escorts because they had their reasons; in private, they possibly had various martial skills and physical training.

"Don’t misunderstand Mr. Gaven. Delara just had one of Mr. Gaven’s Heart-Viewing Cocktails, and it made her reflect on her past experiences. We didn’t expect that this issue, which was buried so deep in her heart and hidden so well, has now finally surfaced. Now it’s alright. You don’t need to shoulder it alone anymore. You have me and all your sisters to accompany you. In this world, there’s no hurdle we can’t overcome, no river too wide to cross," Mother Gao Ser turned to answer the escort girls, then turned back to continue to soothe Delara.

Whether it was the effects of the alcohol wearing off, having already vented her feelings, or the result of Mother Gao Ser’s genuine maternal kindness, Delara’s mood not only settled down, but she also started to snore loudly, just like that, fast asleep in Mother Gao Ser’s embrace.

"Heart-Viewing Cocktail? The one that was just concocted yesterday? A cocktail that leads to self-reflection? Is it really that magical?"

"What’s there to doubt? Isn’t Delara’s current state proof enough?"

"Mr. Gaven, could you mix one for us too? We’d like to experience the magic of these Magic Cocktails ourselves."

"Me too! Me too! I want one too!"

Mother Gao Ser’s words immediately shifted the attention of the escort girls to Gaven; with a swoosh, they all crowded around him.

The small bar was utterly unable to accommodate so many people.

For a moment, Gaven was once again surrounded by a throng of adoring women, three layers deep, both inside and out.

Gaven was quick to react; with a small hop backward, he retreated to the deepest part of the bar, wearing his most perfect smile as he said, "Sorry, ladies, none of the liquor here is mine; I don’t have the right to do such a thing. You might ask Mother Gao Ser. I’ll follow her arrangements. I was told beforehand that there’s enough Ghost Grape Wine left to make at most another ten servings of Heart-Viewing Cocktails."

Mother Gao Ser spoke again, "Stop it now, go out, I have serious matters to discuss with Mr. Gaven. If you want to taste the wine, there will be other opportunities in the future."

Her tone wasn’t loud, nor was her manner very stern, but it carried an unmistakable maternal authority that brooked no refusal.

The escort girls obediently murmured their acknowledgments and backed out.

"Wait, take Delara back to her room. Let her sleep well," Mother Gao Ser ordered.

Immediately, several tall and sturdy escort girls stepped forward; one lifted the arms, another the legs. Together, five or six of them lifted the 200-plus kilograms heavyweight Delara, their steps still nimble, showcasing impressive strength.

Having unlocked her heart, Delara slept exceptionally sound, such a commotion did not even slightly rouse her.

Sitting back in front of the bar, Mother Gao Ser looked at Gaven with an exceptionally gentle gaze; it was unclear whether it was his actions that had earned her approval, or if the effects of the previous Heart-Viewing Cocktail were still lingering.

The connoisseur uses wine to view the heart, while she herself uses wine to view others.

This craft of mixology really was becoming more interesting; it was worth her while to give it some thought and continue to explore further.

She had no interest in drinking herself; now she found it very interesting to watch others drink, especially the Magic Cocktails she’d concocted by her own hands.

Mother Gao Ser sighed softly, "Wine does not intoxicate; it’s people who intoxicate themselves. It’s exactly this situation. The Heart-Viewing Cocktail truly lives up to its name. I have never tasted such a unique cocktail in my life. Mr. Gaven, you’ve opened my eyes today. Now tell me, what do you want to know from me?"

Regarding the matter of The Weeping Witch in the ruins of the neighboring inn, Gaven got straight to the point. He believed that Mother Gao Ser now would tell him everything, without holding back; he had that feeling.