"Where are the people?"
Hart walked down the stairs and asked the waiter.
"In the box." The waiter said.
"Have you ordered?" Hart said.
The waiter nodded, "Set A, one large and one small."
Then, under the astonished look of the waiter, Hart walked directly into the kitchen next to the stairs, where several chefs were preparing orders for others.
He directly rolled up his sleeves, took an apron from the hook on the side of the door and tied it around his waist. He pushed away a chef and started making a set of food on his stove.
As Hart went downstairs, Atlee and several other mafiosi also came down.
This staircase was just enough to see the waiter standing at the door, but the godfather was nowhere to be seen.
"Where is the godfather?" Atli asked the waiter.
The waiter came to his senses and pointed to the kitchen.
Atli frowned and walked down the stairs, looking in the direction he pointed, his pupils zoomed at that moment.
After a moment, he came back to his senses, frowned and whispered, "What's going on?"
"I don't know." The waiter was also a little at a loss. "He just asked those two people what set meal they ordered, and then went directly into the kitchen."
Atli seemed to realize something and turned his head sharply to look at Hart, who was standing in front of the stove roasting sausages like an ordinary chef.
he is
Do you want to do it for those two people yourself?
It's no wonder that Atli showed such an expression.
Mafia has developed into a terrifying behemoth in the Mediterranean area over the years, and as the leader of this behemoth, Hart has become a legend in this area.
Even those high-ranking nobles had to be polite when they saw him.
He has only seen people fawning over this legend, but he has never seen this legend fawn over anyone.
But now, he saw...
His expression changed, and he lowered his voice and said to the chef, "Who are those two people?"
"I don't know either." The waiter was also a little confused, "I've never seen them before."
Atli frowned slightly and thought for a moment, then whispered, "I'm also hungry, please arrange a set meal for me."
"Yes!" the waiter lowered his head and said.
"The environment here is much better than in the past. There are even private rooms." Xia Ya looked at the environment of the private room.
This is a private room for four people, which is quite spacious, but although it is a private room, it is not sealed.
There is a large window on one side that opens outward, and you can see part of the fjord, the blue water and the snow-capped mountains.
But the sound outside was well isolated by this box.
Alicia nodded, "She must have put some thought into it."
While they were talking, the door to the box was opened, and Hart walked in with a plate in one hand and placed it in front of Chara and Alicia.
It was exactly the same as the set meal that Xia Ya had when he first had it in the imperial capital. It included sausages, poached eggs, and some roasted mushrooms topped with sauce, but the difference was that the presentation was more exquisite.
"Long time no see, Mr. Char." Hart smiled.
He nodded to Alicia, "And Ms. Alicia."
"Yes." Xia Ya nodded, "It should be half a year ago."
Seeing that Hart was still standing, he motioned for Alicia to sit next to him, and then pointed to Alicia's previous position.
"sit down."
"Wait a moment." Hart said, "There is also black tea in the set meal."
He turned his head and looked in the direction of the kitchen, and a waiter came over holding a dinner plate. Hart took the dinner plate from him and placed it on the table.
On the dinner plate is a set of beautiful printed tableware and two cups.
Hart carried the teapot and poured black tea into the two cups.
When the teapot is lifted, you can still see the Chinese characters on the bottom of the teapot. It should be imported from Beichen.
According to the traffic conditions of this era, the price of this tea set should be quite high.
After placing two cups of black tea next to Char and Alicia, Hart sat down opposite Char.
"Why did you come to see me this time?" Hart asked.
"If nothing happens, can't I come to you?" Xia Ya teased.
"It's nothing." Hart smiled, "I'm just asking casually. After all, you haven't appeared for half a year."
"There are a lot of things going on during this time."
Charia picked up the knife and fork on the plate in front of her and began to cut the sausage.
"I've been limiting myself a bit recently, so I just came to see some friends."
He put the cut meat sausage into his mouth, bit into the casing, and the rich meaty aroma bloomed in his mouth, fat but not greasy.
"Well, it tastes better than before." Xia Ya nodded.
"After all, this is Sashili." Hart said with a smile, "The local beef is definitely better and fresher than the exported beef, and I roast it myself."
"It is indeed your craft." Xia Ya nodded while chewing.
After a pause, he asked, "Speaking of which, with your current status, you shouldn't need to open a store, right?"
Hart smiled, he was silent for a moment, his eyes gradually deepened as he recalled.
“My experiences in the past few years have been like a dream.
Do you know how big Mafia is today?
Even for me, it’s hard to imagine sometimes. "
"Troubled times are always accompanied by many opportunities." Xia Ya said, "Your existence just fills people's needs."
Hart nodded in approval, paused, and continued.
“When people make too big a leap in a short period of time, they will always become vain and unable to recognize themselves.
I didn’t want to be that person, so I opened this store. "
He looked around and said, "This is my original ideal.
It was a very humble ideal, but for me at that time, it was out of reach.
The existence of this store can always remind me of my original intention and my past.
Here is the anchor in my heart. "
"You are very smart." Alicia said. "Many people think they are smart, but they don't see it clearly like you."
"You are exaggerating." Hart said with a smile, "I just want to do what I should do."
Xia Ya silently finished the food on the plate, then drank the black tea on one side and wiped his mouth with the tablecloth on one side.
"I don't have any cash on me."
Hart was about to say no, but then he saw Char took out a gold coin from his body, with an H engraved on one side and a leafy tree on the other side.
"Just use this as payment."
Hart took the gold coin and looked at it in his hand. It was very heavy, but it was lighter than a pure gold coin.
"It's called the Golden Mark." Xia Ya said, "It's not pure gold, don't spend it, pass it on.
If some of your offspring are uniquely gifted, it can make a difference.
Perhaps, your family can move towards another destiny..."
There is a simple magic detection magic on the gold mark. If the magic power is detected, the gold coin will turn into an invitation.
Char and Tony have discussed that even if their wide-area magic detection radar is successful, it is still impossible to include all those who are qualified for magic.
After all, due to Char's interference in destiny, there will be more and more people qualified for magic power in the future. With a population base of several billion, the number of people with magic power is huge.
But there is a limit to Hogwarts' capacity.
Therefore, in the future, it is not only necessary to recruit those who are qualified for magic power, but also to screen the talents of these people who are qualified for magic power.
And this invitation is a ticket that can transcend talent screening.
Although Hart didn't know what it was, after hearing Xia's description, he subconsciously held the gold coin tightly and looked at it again.
He knew clearly that what the existence in front of him gave him would not be anything ordinary.
In the past, he just asked for a blessing, and he avoided death once, and even became the head of a very large organization spread across the Mediterranean.
He didn't shirk it. This was not a social situation where there was a personal incident.
Their identities are not equal.
For the existence in front of me, there is no need for my favor at all.
If you shirk the things that such a being gives you, it would be a kind of disrespect.
Xia Ya adjusted his sleeves, then stood up and said.
"Thank you for the hospitality. We have to meet our next friend. I'm very happy to see you as always."
"Let me see you off." Hart stood up from his seat and followed Chara and Alicia out.
Atli, who was sitting in the corner of the hall eating breakfast, finally saw the appearance of the two people who were treated like this by the godfather.
One of the women was wearing a hood and couldn't see clearly, but the man was different. To his surprise, he originally thought he would be an old man in his dozens of years, probably a distinguished person like a duke.
But surprisingly young.
It seems like there should be
Atli frowned. Somehow, he couldn't estimate this person's age.
Although he looks like he is only in his twenties, he behaves like a person in his forties or fifties and has a very stable temperament.
But it was Hart's gesture that stood out the most.
He bowed slightly and followed Xia Ya, with a worthless smile on his face, and sent them all the way to the door.
Although it was not flattering, it was a kind of enthusiasm that he had never seen in his godfather before.
Watching the two of them leave, Atli also stood up and walked over, bowing.
"godfather."
Hart's smile gradually faded, and his expression became as calm as before.
He didn't even look at Atli, but still watched Xia Ya until the two figures completely disappeared from his sight.
He spoke in a low voice.
"I have already investigated your matter, and you really had no involvement."
Atli hurriedly lowered his head, "Nothing can escape your eyes."
“But even so, I still wanted to remove you from your position at first.
After all... if someone can't even manage his own subordinates well, how can he manage a branch in a region well? "
Atli swallowed softly and his eyes dimmed a little, but when he was about to agree, he heard Hart say.
"However, I am in a good mood today, so I can give you a chance."
Atli came back to his senses, nodded with joy, "Yes!"
"You know, I don't have a lot of patience."
"There will never be a next time!" Atli said solemnly.
Hart didn't respond, just turned around silently and walked upstairs.
Seeing that Hart completely disappeared from his sight, Atli breathed a sigh of relief, and his tense nerves relaxed a little.
To be honest, he still doesn't know whether the godfather is really in a good mood, or whether he is deliberately using it to beat himself up.
He is always unpredictable.
But if it is really because you are in a good mood that you are exempted from punishment.
He raised his head and looked towards the end of the street where the two people had disappeared.
That should be because of these two people...
Xia Ya didn't care about what happened after he left.
They have now arrived at Cole Street in the imperial capital.
The funeral parlor of their long-lost friend, the God of Death, Sebastian, is open here.
Xia Ya thought of him yesterday when she was drinking the black tea he gave her.
It's been a long time since he visited the castle, and he didn't know if he had returned from his business trip to Europe.
Except for paying attention to some people he cares about, Xia Ya doesn't often use clairvoyance.
After all, staying at home alone and peeping at the world with clairvoyance always feels like you will develop some bad habits.
In fact, he just wanted to come to see him at first, but before breakfast, he stopped by to see Hart.
They arrived at the door of His funeral parlor. The door was open, and they thought they were coming back.
But as they walked in, a somewhat unfamiliar man wearing a death suit was sorting something in front of the container.
As if he noticed someone coming in behind him, he turned his head.
"Sorry, the boss here is not here right now."
But when he saw the person coming, he was slightly startled.
After seeing that person's face, Alicia's pupils shrank slightly.
(End of chapter)
