"Countess Bathory?!"
Mag, who opened the door and came out, happened to see Camilla walking to the door of Maimi's restaurant. She was a little surprised and said that the black cat servant wrapped in a black robe was still standing behind her.
"Humph, I didn't expect you to still remember me." Camilla smiled coldly.
"Probably only a few can forget it." Mag's eyes swept over her body, her long brown and black wavy hair was casually draped, her green eyes were as charming as if she could talk, and she was slightly sickly pale. The complexion on his face made the lips as red as blood extremely bright.
The tight-fitting black dress reveals a hint of white and sexy ravine on the chest. The high-cut skirt opens all the way to the thighs, and the round and sexy white long legs make people feel a little dazzling.
It is indeed unforgettable for such a vampire count who has the aura of a queen and a good figure.
"I wonder what happened to the Countess?" Mag asked calmly.
"I promised you that I would come here to honor you, and today I am here to fulfill my promise. I will eat you up today." Camila licked her red lips and smiled evilly, as if she was looking at you. She-wolf with lamb.
"Sorry, I refuse." Mag turned over the wooden sign hanging on the door, took a step back with a smile, "The restaurant is closed, please come back next time, Countess.
Why don't you just have a meal? Why is it that what comes out of her mouth is so erotic and makes people feel a little...expected?
"Closing?" Camilla's eyes showed a trace of confusion, as if she didn't understand what Mag meant.
"The restaurant is open until nine o'clock in the morning. It's already nine o'clock now and no longer accepts customers." Mag had no choice but to explain.
Camilla thought thoughtfully and asked: "According to your rules, the guest pays for the meal, right?"
"You can say that."
"That's good. If I don't pay today, I won't be a guest." Camilla nodded, walked directly past Mag, reached out and pushed open the door of the restaurant and walked in.
"It sounds reasonable, but something seems a little wrong?" Mag was stunned. Isn't this a rogue thing? If it had been an ugly one, the anti-aircraft missile would have been aimed at her.
However, even if the anti-aircraft weapons are aimed at it, it will be of no use. This vampire countess has level 9 strength, and the S-class anti-aircraft missiles that can deliver a fatal blow to level 7 targets are still not enough in front of her.
Sheryl and others who were doing cleaning work also showed a bit of surprise when they saw Camilla walking in. During the break, Mag would not let guests in at will.
Sheryl was even more vigilant. She felt a dangerous aura in Camilla's body. This sexy woman should be a demon, a demon more powerful than her.
"Countess Bathory, you are like this..." Mag followed in and said helplessly.
Camilla had already sat down in front of a clean table, crossed her legs elegantly, looked at Mag and said: "I want the same breakfast as Miss Gloria. If not, then this morning I can only eat you."
"It turns out that I came here for Miss Gloria. Could it be that Miss Gloria's unsightly look this morning has something to do with her?" Mag thought, before Camilla was quite a fool because of Gloria. I warned him once, but this time I ordered the same breakfast as Gloria, so there was probably some connection between it.
"Countess Bathory, is she planning to make trouble?" Elizabeth looked at Camilla in the corner. This vampire can be considered a legend among women, so she knew something about it, but she didn't expect it. Will meet her here.
Mag thought for a while, then shook his head, and said firmly: "The restaurant's business hours have ended, and the restaurant no longer provides food. Moreover, the tofu noodles are only sold for 300 servings per meal, and all of them were sold this morning. Sold out, if Countess Bathory wants to experience the same breakfast as Miss Gloria, please come to the restaurant early tomorrow and queue up."
"Really?" Camilla stared into Mag's eyes.
"No." Mag nodded calmly. If the countess really wanted to cause trouble, he would have no choice but to ask Julian to help. Anyway, the member's opportunity to ask for help outside the venue had not been used, so it was justified.
"No, if I do it directly, Miss Gloria will definitely know about it, and my image in her heart will definitely become very rude. This is very detrimental to my image." Camilla looked at Looking at Mag, he was also thinking silently in his heart: "But looking at this face, why do I feel so untidy? I really want to tie him up and beat him with a whip and drip wax to let him know how powerful I am."
"Okay, then I'll come back at noon." Camilla stood up, glanced at Elizabeth in the corner, then at Sheryl and the others, her eyes lit up slightly, and she looked at Mag and said, "This is you harem?"
"They are all waiters in the restaurant." Mag shrugged.
"Haha, do you think I would believe such nonsense?" Camilla curled her lips with some disdain and walked straight to the door, "Sure enough, men are all big pigs. If there is no good thing, I will never let it go. The kind-hearted Miss Gloria fell into your trap."
Mag: "..."
The women in the restaurant looked at Mag in silence, their expressions seemed to become a little complicated.
"Isn't this deliberately destroying the harmonious and friendly atmosphere of our restaurant?!" Mag wanted to scold her, but looking at the pure eyes of the girls, she didn't know how to explain or refute.
"Harem? What is that? What does that big sister mean? Do you want to tell Amy?" Anna was thoughtful and a little entangled.
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"Madam, judging from Miss Gloria's expression when she walked out of the restaurant, the person holding her stomach firmly should be the restaurant owner. What should we do now? Do we want to get rid of him?" Black Cat whispered asked.
"Isn't he just a big pig's hoof? I just want to put him here so that Miss Gloria can know who is the one who can really bring her happiness. I don't despise getting rid of competitors. It shows that I have no ability, what I want is to crush him head-on." Camilla shook her head, her slightly raised chin showing pride and confidence.
"If we just secretly send rabbit blood every day, I think we will be crushed every day..." Black Cat muttered.
"What did you say?"
"I mean...the sun is very round today..."
"Nonsense! Has your sun ever become flat?"
"Yes Yes Yes……"
