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Hearing this, Ying and Paimon couldn't help but look sideways.

"With such good abilities, you want to destroy, what the hell does this kid think?" Paimon was puzzled by what Diona had done. I felt that she was wasting her talent by doing so.

Others don't know, but Tartaglia knows that Diona will do this entirely on her father, Draff.

Diona's father is Draff, the best hunter in the entire Qingquan Town, with a resolute face, sharp hunting skills, and calm judgment, he is the well-deserved leader of all hunters in Qingquan Town, and he is also the list of hunters~.

And for Diona, her father has always shone brightly in her childhood, and it is also the longing of her heart, an idol of near-perfection.

It is precisely because of this that when her father's image as an idol suddenly collapsed, little Diona cried so sadly.

"He looks like a boar wallowing in the mud that has just been fed!" said little Diona with red eyes.

But Diona wasn't prepared to blame it on her father's bad wine, she would never feel that his father was at fault, so how could such a reliable father be at fault?

"It's all the fault of the wine! Wine is a bad thing that can deceive people and make people stupid!" This is the root of Diona's aversion to wine, and it is also the origin of the good luck of the "Cat's Tail Tavern".

This is because Diona has a "blessed constitution" that no matter what kind of sake she makes, once it is mixed by her hands, it will become an unimaginably delicious wine.

Miss Margaret, the owner of the Cat's Tail Tavern, had not foreseen this, and her reason for hiring Diona was very simple. "No way, she looks so cute. "

As for why Diona has such a peculiar physique, Tartaglia knows something.

- In Diona's hometown, there is a legend of a "spring fairy". She rescued a desperate mother and son at the well, and summoned a gushing stream of water from the dry well to form a spring. The sick and dying child was miraculously cured in the spring.

At that time, people came to see the blessed spring, and even built settlements around the spring, and did not want to leave.

Over time, a small town called "Qingquan Town" was born.

However, in today's Qingquan Town, most people think that it is just a legend, and some even say that it is a "conspiracy of tourism".

Only as a child, Diona firmly believed in the existence of the spring spirits, and spoke to the reflection of the moon in the spring every night when her father was asleep.

It was a feeling worth reciprocating, sincere, innocent and beautiful, the spring elf thought.

As a result, Diona gets a wonderful friendship, a partner to confide in and occasionally relieve loneliness.

On the evening of Diona's seventh birthday, the moonlight reflected on Diona's face through the spring, and she heard the whispers of the spring elves.

"I give my blessing to the hunter's daughter as a gift of growth and farewell. May your cup always be filled with celebratory wine, as sweet as the spring of melting snow in the year of Ren. "

Since then, the spring spirit has never appeared in front of Diona again, and those memories have remained like dreams in her childhood.

And Diona still hasn't realized that her troubled constitution has anything to do with "that dream".

While thinking about these things, Tartaglia's eyes flickered slightly, "The specific cause and effect will be known when we get acquainted with Diona in the future, as for now, let's not go into it for now, looking for Diona's help is the most important thing right now." "

With that, Tartaglia took the lead in the direction of Diona.

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The other side.

"Little Diona ~ bring us a glass of lizard sea salt wine ~ with ice, thank you. "

The new drinker finds a chair at the bar and sits down, "enjoying" the disgusted gaze of the bartender Lori, while looking forward to a glass of "Diona Special Blend".

Cat's Tail Tavern is a great attraction for many new drinkers, as they have heard that the bartenders here are talking nasty things all day long, but the wines are unexpectedly delicious, so they want to come here to try them.

"Hmph, drink this glass of lizard sea salt wine, and draw an end to your drunkard career......" (read violent novels, go to Feilu Novel Network!)

Diona's face was full of disgust, and her mouth puffed out, thinking about pouring out the appetite of these drunkards.

However, when the drinkers broke out in a cold sweat on their foreheads, worried that the drink would make them vomit, the next moment, their eyes lit up instantly.

"Ah, I've never drunk such a wonderful wine!

"Continue, refill?"

Hearing this, the little girl behind the bar who had to use a booster stool to cushion her feet so that she could look at the guests at eye level, stomped her little feet impotently and angrily, and then because she was standing on the stool, she almost overturned, and finally regained her balance after a crooked twist, and her face was full of grievances. []

With tears in her eyes, Diona puffed out her cheeks angrily and shouted, "Don't get too carried away

"Thank you little Diona~"

The positive response of the drinkers made a certain pink-haired cat lady Lori unable to refute for a while.

However, as an inspirational person who single-handedly destroyed the entire liquor industry in Mondstadt, and called herself the "Liquor Killer", Diona was not so easily discouraged, she patted her face, puffed out her cheeks and jumped off the bar, went to the cabinet behind her and picked up a material she didn't know what to name, and then ran back with a cat's step that was so light that there was no sound, jumped on the booster stool, waved her little hand, and said coquettishly, "Go on!"

She's going to have to make a bad drink today!

Diona's aversion to alcohol is not a kind of "hatred", but rather a source of "greed".

She wants her father to always be what she longs for, cherishes every moment of her family's company, and is never willing to "share" this happiness with wine.

It's a pity that Draff is not only a heavy drinker, but also a terrible drinker!

Therefore, Diona simply hated such things as wine, and even if something happened later, it didn't make her better.

- There was a rainstorm that fell for three days, and my father, who had gone out hunting, did not come back for three days. The bad weather left the Knights of Favonius' search and rescue team heading out of the way, and a fear of "loss" gripped Diona. If "sharing" is intolerable, how can it be possible to endure being "taken away"?

Diona pushed the door open and burst into the storm. An unfamiliar force froze all the torrents that stood in her way. Relying on her extraordinary talent for tracking, Diona finally found her father at the bottom of a cliff. After returning home with the help of the other hunters and making sure that her father was okay, Diona finally burst into tears and laughed. "Otherwise, I'll make you a drink, and some alcohol can relieve the pain, right?"

That was probably the only time Diona's recipe was properly blended.

"It's cool, it's so delicious, hahahaha...... Ouch ......"

Being able to drink the wine that his daughter helped to concoct is far more analgesic than alcohol.

Although this event gave Diona the power to manipulate the ice elemental, it did not serve as an opportunity for her to reconcile with the wine.

I have to say, it's a pity for a long time!.