"You're the one that made it...?" The barkeeper asked confusedly, and Eisen slowly raised his head again and placed his hand down onto the table, realizing that something he didn't actually want to say slipped out just now, "Nevermind that. Just bring me that bottle. If you say it's not really worth that much, then there's no reason not to sell it to me for this price, is there?" The old man pointed out, and the barkeeper slowly nodded his head.
He turned around and made his way into the back room, a couple minutes later coming back out with a small, purple-tinted glass cube, which he then placed onto the table.
"The Liquor is in here. This is a special spacial item." The barkeeper explained to Eisen, who slowly nodded his head and poured his mana into the cube, before it slowly started to fold open as if it was just a hollow box. But instead of just staying flat, it kept folding open before it turned into a 50 centimeter-diameter disc.
