Everyone left, and Amy also hugged the ugly duckling and took Annie out to play.
Mag closed the door, turned around and looked at Irina who appeared in the restaurant, and smiled: "Do you have a lot of question marks?"
"I know you didn't tell them the truth just now, so what happened?" Irina nodded and looked at Mag curiously.
"What did you see?" Mag didn't answer in a hurry.
"A holy light, a true holy light, runs through the universe."
"Have you learned it?"
"Not yet, but as long as you watch it enough times, you will learn it sooner or later." Irina shook her head slightly, "So, what is going on? Why does this dish have such wonderful effects? Is it related to the octopus monster? relation?"
Mag looked at Irina thoughtfully, pondered for a while, and said: "I don't know the specific situation at the moment. It is said that after your cooking skills reach a certain level, there will be some wonderful effects on the dishes you cook. Influence. For example, the tofu curd that can beautify the skin, and the Buddha jumping over the wall that can make people bald and grow hair. This may be the effect of stir-fried octopus tentacles and octopus balls. "
Irina stared at Mag for a while and said with a slightly strange expression: "In other words, your cooking skills can already stew the laws of heaven in one pot?"
"It's not that exaggerated. It may just open up an opportunity for you. Those who understand the laws of heaven will naturally understand them. Those who can't understand them will be of no use even if they see them." Mag shook his head. It’s not that I deliberately wanted to hide it from Irina, it’s just that the system is hard to explain, and more words will make mistakes. And telling her that what she was eating was the meat of an octopus monster would probably make her vomit it up on the spot, so she had to blame it all on the magic. In terms of cooking skills.
Anyway, this cannot be copied.
Of course, the more important point is that Irina is obviously very interested in the Law of Holy Light, and plans to continue to use this opportunity to observe the real Holy Light.
This feeling is probably like when you eat chicken gizzards or sausages, the boss will not specifically tell you which part of the food is in it. The main function in the host body is what it is used for.
Irina looked at Mag with doubt, "It really has nothing to do with the octopus monster?"
"Do you think if I use that octopus monster to make octopus balls, they will sell for 40 copper coins each?" Mag shrugged.
"That's right, you have to sell a fried dough stick for 80 copper coins." Irina nodded. Removing the tentacles of the octopus monster was fatal, so there was no way she could sell them for only 40 copper coins.
"That's determined by the market value, not the high value I set." Mag looked calm, not blushing at all.
You must know that this is a fried dough stick made for them by a demigod knight who gets up early every day, kneads it slowly, twists and picks it, and makes it for them by hand. Not to mention eighty copper coins, even eight hundred copper coins is not excessive at all, right?
"You look pretty good today." Mag looked at Irina and said with a smile.
"You like it?" Irina smiled shyly.
"Yeah, I like it." Mag nodded.
The shy look on Irina's face disappeared instantly. She looked at Mag and said with a faint smile, "So you like the beast-eared girl? Tell me, is there anything between you and Connie?"
Mag glanced at the small leather whip that appeared in her hand at some point, and her smile gradually disappeared. Was this the fishing law enforcement he was talking about? !
And if you think about it carefully, this is still a question of suicide.
You say you like it, she says it's not her, and the little leather whip will serve you.
Just say you don't like it...
What may appear is a folding chair.
"I mean, I like everything about you." Mag tried hard to keep his mind cold and clear. His brain was working rapidly and he began to turn over the earthy love words in his mind.
"Then if I turned into Gloria, would you like it?" Irina asked with a smile.
Mag: "..."
"System, can you send me a request for help? I'm really in a hurry right now!" Mag's little heart was beating loudly, and she didn't know what Irina had just said when she and Gloria were having dinner. It was really It's sad and painful.
"Netizen replied: You can pretend to be dizzy." The system quickly replied.
Mag rolled his eyes and immediately fell to the ground and fainted.
Looking at Mag lying straight and unconscious on the ground, it was Irina's turn to be dumbfounded.
"Are you serious?" Irina quickly leaned over and grabbed Mag's wrist. Her heartbeat was a little fast, but still within the normal range.
"Pretending?" Irina's eyes narrowed, the corners of her mouth curved, and the whip in her hand snapped at Mag's side.
Mag's eyelashes trembled, but she still controlled her stress reaction.
"Okay, stop pretending, skip this question." Irina put away her whip and lightly kicked Mag's foot with her toes.
Mag opened one eye, glanced at Irina who had put away her whip, breathed a sigh of relief, then opened her eyes drowsily, sat up, and asked with a puzzled look on her face: "What happened to me just now? "
"Tsk, you've become more capable, haven't you? You even learned how to pretend to be dead." Irina smiled and took out the folding chair hidden behind her.
Mag: ヽ(*.>Д<)o゜
He was terribly frightened.
Fortunately, Irina didn't really do anything.
Otherwise, in a fight, he really wouldn't know whether to win or lose.
"That girl is quite cute." Irina put away the small bench and found a chair to sit down on.
Mag knew that she was talking about Gloria, and couldn't help but raise her eyebrows. Could it be that she wanted to find a smaller one for herself?
However, he quickly gave up this idea. This might be another brilliant fishing law enforcement, and the folded bench might come back as a double.
Men, you must be steady, too fast will often lead to bad things.
"You mean Annie? She's quite cute, but it's a pity that she can't speak." Mag poured her a glass of water, sat down opposite her, and nodded.
Irina glanced at Mag, wondering if he really didn't know who she was talking about, or if he was just pretending.
"By the way, just now Crassus said that he will take Amy to Luodu to attend the magician conference in a few days." Mag pretended not to see Irina's expression and changed the subject.
He didn't like dancing on the tip of the knife. If he fell accidentally, he would lose either his life or his lifeblood.
"It's a boring competition. It's just a group of guys below level eight, but it's an opportunity for Amy to gain experience." Irina nodded slightly.
"Amy is only four years old now. Is it too early to become famous like this?" Mag asked a little worried.
"I became a high-level magician at the age of ten, and you became famous all over the world for slaying dragons at the age of twenty-three. You became famous early. This is the tradition of our family." Irina said matter-of-factly.
Mag thought for a moment and found that there was no flaw.
"I heard that Andre wanted to talk to you in person. The person who came to invite you should be on the way already." Irina suddenly stopped smiling, "Are you going?"
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