Daddy Fantasy World Restaurant

Sargeras, who was sitting at the door, held back his laughter, his shoulders shrugged sharply, covered his mouth with his big hands, and tried his best not to make a sound, but he couldn't help but let out a big exhale.

If it wasn't for the fear of Crassus's terrifying power and Amy's rules, this would probably have been a burst of laughter.

The guest next to him glanced at the demon who had an inexplicably low smile and a scary smile. He slowly moved to the table next to him. Even if he shared a table with others, he wanted to stay away from Sargeras.

Feeling the gazes falling on him one after another, Rao was Crassus' old-fashioned skin, and he couldn't bear it anymore. He smiled dryly, and was about to say something to ease the atmosphere and take this matter over. He came out with a bowl of Yangzhou fried rice and put it in front of him, smiled and said, "Your Yangzhou fried rice."

"Boss Mai, how did you become a villain who can dance and sing?" Crassus looked at Mag, his eyes lit up, firstly to divert his eyes, and secondly, he was really curious about this villain What the heck is it.

He felt that this should not be magic, because there was no magic element that he was familiar with, but besides magic, is there anything else that can explain the principle of this villain who sings and moves by himself?

Everyone's eyes also fell on Mag, and they were all curious. What kind of person is this boss Mai? Not only the dishes are delicious, but they can even make such exquisite and interesting things. Is he really a very powerful magician?

"This is not ordinary magic, and there are other things. This process is more complicated to explain. You may not understand it if I tell you." Mag looked at Crassus and said seriously.

"I... I really don't understand." Crassus felt that he was despised, but opened his mouth, and felt that Mag's words seemed to make sense. He had been dealing with magic all his life, about things other than magic. Things, he really knows very little.

Even interpersonal communication is terrible, otherwise, as he is, if he just says something in Luodu, there will be talents from all walks of life sent to the Mage Tower to ask him to accept him as an apprentice. Find an apprentice.

Not to be confused with the current situation, fooling a restaurant owner's daughter to be a talent detective has to put her old face on it.

Seeing that Crassus didn't want to continue questioning, Mag turned around and walked towards the kitchen. A bunch of mechanical theories that were already prepared were useless, although they were all the professional knowledge from college that I remembered in my mind, but I brought them here. bluffing people should be very effective, how to say that he was also in the top 20 polytechnic universities in the world back then.

Amy smiled sweetly at Mag, with a sense of taking credit.

Mag glanced at his hand, which was a little oily, and didn't reach out to rub Amy's hair. He also smiled dotingly at him before entering the kitchen.

Amy's performance can be said to be impeccable, completely overdoing the things he told him at noon this afternoon. With these few knives, it is estimated that Crassus will doubt his life.

"Whether it's a magician or not, I think Boss Mag is a very powerful person." Harrison took a bite of Roujiamo, and said while looking at Mag's back, the fat and flesh trembled.

"I agree." Georgie, who was sitting opposite, nodded with a trembling fat, and couldn't help but glanced at the music box by Amy's hand, and muttered, "I wonder if Boss Mai will sell this thing. ? Palmer would love it if he saw it."

The other guests glanced at the two who were a little exaggerated, and nodded thoughtfully, and felt that Mag was not an ordinary person.

Sargeras managed to hold back his laughter, feeling that he was even more hungry, but this time he would still sit obediently and wait for the meal, instead of eagerly calling the boss to serve the meal as before, threatening to smash the shop at every turn.

After all, even a tenth-level magician can only be flattened here. Although he is a bit irritable,

But after 50 years of traveling on the mainland, I haven't encountered any major crisis. In fact, I quite understand the rules.

After eating a few bites of fried rice, seeing other guests enjoying the food after getting the food, Crassus looked at him lying on the counter, rubbing the kitten's head while staring at him. Amy looked at the elf in the music box, and her mind became alive again.

After thinking about it, Crassus said with a smile: "Little girl, what I just said is not important, but on the Nolan Continent, maybe someday misfortune will come, whether it is a natural disaster or a man-made disaster, at such a moment , powerful people can rely on their own ability to protect themselves and the people around them. And I have such ability, don't you want to learn magic to protect what you want to protect?"

"I want to protect Father Father." Amy thought for a while, then looked back at Mag in the kitchen with a firm look.

"Meow~" The ugly duckling raised his head and called out, trying to find a sense of existence for himself.

"Not including you." Amy reached out and pressed the ugly duckling's head down.

"Meow~" Ugly Duckling called out a little bit aggrievedly. The voice was soft and seemed to be a little distressed.

"That's right. If you want to protect a person, you must first have a strong strength. If you learn magic from me, then you can master this ability very quickly." Crassus smiled and nodded, trying his best to let He looks like a kind and reliable teacher.

Although he was ruthlessly rejected by Mag yesterday, he still wants to determine whether Amy has the talent to learn magic. If the talent is really excellent and suitable for inheriting his inheritance, even if Mag makes more requests , he will try his best to be satisfied, anyway, he will die in two years, and there is nothing for him to care about.

"Well, I also think you're right." Amy nodded, but before the smile on Crassus' face bloomed, she looked at him suspiciously and said, "But Grandpa Whitebeard, you can't even walk. It’s hard work, I can’t even protect myself, do you still need to teach me how to protect my father? Is my opponent... just a child about my age?”

"This..." Crassus' expression froze again, the girl's little head was really loaded with sets of things, completely different from the normal routine.

"Besides, what the hell is an opponent who is a child!" Crassus raised his eyebrows. Since he was eighteen years old, his opponent has been an orc.

When he was 24 years old, he smashed the dragon's head with a magician's staff for the first time. Although it was an incompetent green dragon, since then, he has started to reach the peak. How could he have a relationship with bullying children? relation.

"Since you doubt my strength, so let's do it now, even if you release it on me, if I can't bear to shoot, I will lose." Crassus patted his chest and said with a confident and magnanimous face.