Sargeras, who was sitting at the door, was suppressing laughter, his shoulders were moving up and down greatly, and he covered his mouth with his big hand, trying not to make any sound, but he couldn't help but let out a loud puff of air.
If it weren't for Crassus's terrifying strength and Amy's rules, he would have laughed out loud.
The guest next to him took a look at the demon who had an inexplicably low smile and a somewhat scary smile, and slowly moved to the table next to him. Even if he shared a table with others, he still wanted to stay away from Sargeras.
Feeling the gazes falling on him one after another, even though Crassus was old-fashioned, he couldn't bear it anymore. He laughed dryly and was about to say something to lighten the atmosphere and let this matter go. He came out with a bowl of Yangzhou fried rice and placed it in front of him, smiling and saying: "Your Yangzhou fried rice."
"Boss Mai, how did you create this little guy who can dance and sing?" Crassus looked at Mag, his eyes lit up and said, firstly to divert his attention, and secondly, he was really curious about this little guy. What on earth is it.
He felt that this should not be magic, because there was no magic element that he was familiar with, but apart from magic, could there be anything else that could explain the principle of this little man who could sing and move on his own?
Everyone's eyes also fell on Mag, and they were all very curious. What kind of person is this boss Mag? Not only is the food delicious, but he can also conjure such exquisite and interesting things. Is he really a very powerful magician?
"This is not ordinary magic, there are other things. This process is more complicated to explain. If I tell you, you may not understand." Mag looked at Crassus and said seriously.
"I...maybe I really don't understand." Crassus felt that he was being despised, but when he opened his mouth, he felt that Mag's words seemed quite reasonable. He had been dealing with magic all his life, and about things other than magic. He really knew very little about things.
Even interpersonal communication is terrible. Otherwise, given his status, if he just says something in Luodu, geniuses from all walks of life will come to the Mage Tower to ask him to be his apprentice. There is no need to run out on his own at such an age. Find an apprentice.
Not to mention that he would not be able to get along like this, tricking a restaurant owner's daughter into being a talent scout, even if he had to put his old face on it.
Mag saw that Crassus had no intention of continuing to ask questions, so he turned around and walked towards the kitchen. The pile of mechanical theories that he had prepared were not used. Although they were all professional knowledge from college that he had remembered in his mind, he used them Bluffing people should be very effective. After all, he got a diploma from a polytechnic university ranked among the top 20 in the world.
Amy smiled sweetly at Mag, with a hint of asking for credit.
Mag glanced at his hands, which were stained with oil, before reaching out to ruffle Amy's hair. She smiled fondly at him before entering the kitchen.
Amy's performance could be said to be impeccable, and she completely overfulfilled the tasks he had asked her to do at noon today. After these few stabs, Crassus would probably doubt his life.
"Whether he is a magician or not, I think Boss Mai is a very powerful person." Harrison took a bite of the meat bun and said as he looked at Mag's back with the fat trembling.
"I agree." Georgi, who was sitting opposite, also nodded with trembling fat. At the same time, he couldn't help but look at the music box in Amy's hand and muttered: "I wonder if Boss Mai will sell this thing. ?Palmer will definitely like it if he sees it."
The other guests glanced at the two people whose fluctuations were a bit exaggerated, and nodded thoughtfully. They all felt that Mag was not an ordinary person.
Sargeras managed to hold back his laughter, feeling that he was even hungrier from laughing. However, he still sat obediently and waited for the meal. He did not rush to ask the boss to serve the meal as before, or threaten to smash the restaurant at every turn.
After all, even a tenth-level magician can only suffer here. Although he has a bad temper, he has traveled on the mainland for fifty years and has not encountered any major crises. In fact, he knows the rules quite well.
After eating a few mouthfuls of fried rice, he saw that the other guests were immersed in the joy of enjoying the food after getting the food. After not paying attention to him anymore, Crassus looked at the kitten lying on the counter, rubbing its head and staring at him. As Amy looked at the elf in the music box, her mind became alive again.
After thinking about it, Crassus smiled and said: "Little girl, actually what I just said is not important, but in the Nolan continent, misfortune may happen one day, whether it is a natural disaster or a man-made disaster, at this moment , powerful people can rely on their own abilities to protect themselves and those around them. And I have such an ability, don’t you want to learn magic and protect the things you want to protect?”
"I want to protect my father." Amy thought seriously for a while, then looked back at Mag in the kitchen, her eyes extremely firm.
"Meow~" The ugly duckling raised its head and called out, trying to find a sense of presence for itself.
"Not including you." Amy reached out and pressed the ugly duckling's head down.
"Meow meow~~" The ugly duckling called twice a little aggrievedly, the voice was soft and seemed to be a bit heartbreaking.
"That's right. If you want to protect someone, you must first have strong strength. If you learn magic from me, you will soon be able to master this ability." Crassus smiled and nodded, trying his best to He looks like a kind and reliable master.
Although he was ruthlessly rejected by Mag yesterday, he still wants to confirm whether Amy has the talent to learn magic. If she is really talented and suitable to inherit his inheritance, no matter how many requests Mag makes, , he will try his best to be satisfied. He will die in two years anyway, and there will be nothing left for him to care about.
"Well, I think what you said is quite right." Amy nodded, but before the smile on Crassus's face bloomed, she looked at him with some suspicion and said: "But Grandpa Whitebeard, you can't even walk." You’re struggling, you can’t even protect yourself, you still need to teach me how to protect my father? Is my opponent... just a kid about the same age as me?”
"This..." Crassus's expression froze again. This girl's little head really contained one set of things after another, and it didn't follow the normal routine at all.
"Besides, why is it that the opponent is a child?" Crassus raised his eyebrows. Since he was eighteen years old, his opponent has been an orc.
When he was twenty-four years old, he hit a giant dragon on the head with a mage staff for the first time. Although he was a low-energy green dragon, he began to reach the top from then on. How could he possibly bully a child? relation.
"Since you doubt my strength, let's do this. Whatever magic you know now, just use it on me. If I can't bear it, I will lose." Crassus patted his chest and said, with a confident and magnanimous look on his face.
