"The whole place was filled with fragrance, and there were endless compliments. This is the first time I have seen those noble people being so impolite while eating, but they couldn't bear to put down their chopsticks." A palace maid in charge of serving food stood in front of Heiman and said with some excitement and disbelief. .
When Heiman heard this, he couldn't help but admired: "Mr. McGonagall is indeed Mr. McGonagall, and he is worthy of his reputation."
What he worries most about every occasion like this is whether the guests at the main banquet will be satisfied. Guests from various tribes have different preferences and habits. Even the most experienced chef cannot completely satisfy everyone.
But today Mag did it, breaking the barrier between habits and preferences with the ultimate delicious food, turning this feast into a carnival.
"Has the food been served?" Heyman asked next.
"I said before that there is one last dish, and it will be over after it is served." The palace maid thought for a moment.
"Husband and wife's lung slices..." Heyman's smile gradually faded away. He was no stranger to Romeo and Juliet. They were a kind and noble couple who liked exquisite dishes and were very friendly to everyone. If it hadn't happened If they rebelled, they should not have suffered this fate.
"Go ahead and be careful. Make sure nothing goes wrong with the last dish." Heiman raised his hand and told the palace maid to go ahead.
The maids carried the last dish and left. Heyman slowly walked to the No. 1 kitchen and was about to knock on the door when Mag just opened the door and came out.
"Director Heyman, what a coincidence, I just wanted to go find you." Mag looked at Heyman and said.
"Oh? What does Mr. McGonagall want from me?" Heyman asked with a smile.
Mag smiled and said: "All the dishes have been served. The conferment ceremony of a tribal chief is rare, and it is a big clan like the Fake tribe, so I want to take the children and girls to see the world and watch the conferment ceremony. I don't know. Is that possible?"
"Today's dinner was a great success. The nobles from all walks of life were full of praise for the dishes you cooked. Now that the dishes have been served, if you want to watch the ceremony, I can report it to the higher ups and take you there." Heyman smiled. He nodded.
"Then Director Lao Haiman will be here." Mag said gratefully, showing a bit of excitement.
Heyman glanced into the kitchen and said hesitantly: "That couple..."
"They left very peacefully." Mag said with a smile.
"That's good...that's good..." Heyman looked at Mag, nodded with a complicated expression, and turned to leave.
"The couple has been successfully transferred, and the guys in the alley behind have also taken care of it." Barbara appeared behind Mag and said softly.
Mag nodded slightly and said softly: "Very good, get ready to go to the ceremony. If there is a chance, we still have to give it a try."
"Father, what is the powder you just put into the grilled fish?" Amy asked curiously as she followed Mag.
"A drug to make it easier for our enemies to deal with it." Mag explained with a smile. In the end, he only gave Gally and his group a table of grilled fish with cephalosporin. With their average level ten With their strength and physical fitness, that amount can only increase Hannah's drinking power and make them more likely to get drunk.
In addition to saving Pedinan, Mag's more important goal tonight is to find the source of the black mist and eradicate it.
He must ensure that he has sufficient field control ability when performing this task. Making the enemy drunk is undoubtedly a very good way to reduce the opponent's strength.
Tonight, the black mist is greater than anything else, and he can do whatever it takes to do this.
"Cover the ugly duckling with a black cloth bag so that no one can see it." Mag took out a black bag and covered the ugly duckling directly, leaving only half of his head hanging out to breathe.
"Meow~?~" The ugly duckling looked up at Mag, a little confused.
"Ugly duckling, follow what I taught you later and cook a grilled fish for you when you come back, without the chili pepper." Mag looked at the ugly duckling with a smile.
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"Meow meow meow~" The ugly duckling's eyes suddenly lit up like little stars.
Heyman made arrangements quickly. About ten minutes later, Mag and the others got on a shiny black carriage and drove slowly towards the venue.
Mag lifted a corner of the car curtain and looked out. There were not many pedestrians on the street. Instead, there were orc soldiers standing every 20 meters or so, and the protection was very tight.
They also encountered three traffic stops and inspections along the way, but Heyman probably applied for a pass for them, and they all passed smoothly without encountering any questioning.
"We're here." The carriage stopped, and the driver's somewhat stiff voice and noisy discussions were heard.
Mag and the others opened the curtain and came out. The carriage stopped at the outskirts of the venue. In front of them was a dense crowd. Dozens of bonfires stood inside, illuminating the entire venue brightly.
The banquet was coming to an end, and the maids began to remove the dishes, which meant that the sealing ceremony was about to begin.
The driver said seriously: "According to the regulations, you can only watch the ceremony here and cannot move around at will. I will supervise your actions throughout the process. If there are any violations, I will..."
"Bang!"
With a muffled sound, the coachman who had not finished speaking was stuffed into the carriage.
"Let's go and have a look in front." Mag parked the carriage in an area where many carriages were parked, and said to the people who looked at him in surprise, before walking towards the front of the crowd.
"Wow, I feel like the boss is getting more and more handsome." Yabei Mia whispered to Elizabeth.
Elizabeth frowned slightly, looking at Mag's back with a look of thought. She always felt a little familiar, but couldn't place it. The man wearing the mask unconsciously appeared in her mind.
Barbara used the power of space to open a path, allowing them to easily squeeze into the front row and occupy a good viewing position.
"Did you find her?" McGonagall whispered through the walkie-talkie.
"No trace of Connie has been found yet, I will continue to keep an eye on it." Camilla's voice sounded quickly.
"Pay attention to safety." Mag reminded, looking at the figure wearing orange armor who was slowly walking towards the high platform.
No introduction is needed, this must be the protagonist of today's canonization ceremony, the regicide Gaili.
Regardless of appearance, the orange armor already made Mag feel inferior to him, and his whole body smelled like orange.
Of course, what makes Mag more concerned is whether there is a breath of black mist on his body?
In Mag's mind, Gary was currently the number one suspect.
"He does have the aura of black mist and evil on his body, but it is much weaker than Berg and Alfred. Maybe it is because the black mist is still small." Irina's voice sounded in Mag's headphones.
Dad’s otherworldly restaurant
Dad’s otherworldly restaurant
