Chapter 1817: I Love It
“Yes. I’ve just arrived in Chaos City a few days ago.” Irina nodded her head slightly. However, she thought to herself, So he bought all the clothes from her. Well done, Mag, buying women’s clothing from a beautiful lady. Well played.
“Then you can come, and take a seat in my shop when you’re free. It’s at Aden Square, and it’s called Blue Suede.” Gloria smiled. She glanced at the kitchen, and then lowered her voice as she said, “Actually, Mr. Mag was the one who designed this.”
“Hm?” Irina raised her brow as she expressed her shock.
Gloria smiled silently. This time, she seemed to have won the round.
“This restaurant owner is such a talented man. I love it.” Irina smiled, and even turned back to look towards the kitchen without hiding the admiration in her eyes.
Mag was flipping the kebabs in the kitchen. He glanced at the two ladies through the window, and suddenly felt a little guilty.
Miss Gloria was gentle but not weak, and very kind, so there was nothing to worry too much about.
However, Irina chose to sit with her. Could it be due to yesterday’s letter? That made him a little uneasy.
The customers took their seats, and started ordering their food.
Krassu and Urien were sitting at the same table with Louis and Douglas.
The four exchanged glances, and none of them were in a hurry to look at the menu.
Miya walked over with the menu with a smile as she asked, “May I take your order?”
“My beloved disciple. What do you recommend that is good?” Louis asked Yabemiya with a chuckle.
“I find every dish delicious. We have a new product today. You can try the scrumptious and octopus ball. They are all very good,” Yabemiya said with a smile.
“Er…” Louis’s smile froze.
“Yes, yes, yes. Give him a serving of stir-fried octopus tentacles and a serving of octopus balls. It’s on me,” Krassu said as he clapped his hands.
Louis’s face turned black. However, he was the one who boasted to Krassu just now, so he could only say, “Give him two of the same thing. It’s on me.”
Krassu’s smile disappeared. He looked at Urien and Douglas, who were watching the show, and thought of a plan. Chuckling, he said, “I’ve always been very curious about something. It’s said that Urien is the top ice magic caster, and Douglas is the top Frost Dragon. Ice vs ice, who exactly is number one?”
Amy came over with Ugly Duckling as she asked curiously, “Who’s number one?”
Urien, who was not affected by Krassu’s incitation, sat up straight subconsciously to give off the presence of a master when Amy came over. He glared at Douglas.
Douglas looked at Amy, and then looked at Urien.
The two exchanged gazes, and the temperature within two meters of the table suddenly fell. A frost wall slowly appeared between the two.
“No fighting in the restaurant.” A ball of fire suddenly appeared, and after passing a few times through the frost wall, which had yet to be completely formed, the ice all evaporated, and the temperature returned to normal.
Douglas knew she was Krassu and Urien’s beloved disciple and the daughter of the restaurant’s owner. He would naturally not blow up over such a small action, and he was not going to fight in the restaurant, either. He smiled and looked at how Urien would answer his disciple’s question.
Both of them were adept in using ice, and many had indeed compared them.
Up till today, there was no conclusion as to who was better than whom.
If it was Frost Domain, of course he would be better.
However, he was not 100% confident that he could enter the Frost Domain before Urien’s spell hit.
“Little Amy, let me tell you. The most powerful ice magic caster would not be afraid of eating stir-fried octopus tentacles and octopus balls. As long as you order a set of stir-fried octopus tentacles for them, the most powerful ice magic caster will naturally be the one who will finish the entire dish up to the last tentacle.” Before Urien could say anything, Krassu had already made his speech.
“Really? I’ve had a lot of octopus tentacles and octopus balls.” Amy looked at Urien, and asked curiously, “Master Urien, is that the case?”
“Er…” Urien froze. If it weren’t because he was unwilling to fight in the restaurant, Krassu would have already died 10,000 times under his lethal glare.
“Old sir, are you afraid to eat the octopus ball too? It’s round and small and super cute,” Amy commented as he looked at Douglas in disbelief.
“Er…” This time, it was Douglas’s turn to be stunned. If he did not dare to eat the octopus ball which a little girl described as super cute, he would be utterly embarrassed.
“Oh~ I am very impressed indeed.” Amy nodded thoughtfully.
“Of course I dare to eat it.” Urien looked at Yabemiya, and said, “I want a set of stir-fried octopus tentacles and a set of octopus balls.”
“It’s just octopus tentacles. What’s so scary. I’ll have one too,” Douglas added. This was when he should not lose to them.
Although the two appeared to have put in a lot of determination, Amy did not seem impressed. She carried Ugly Duckling back to the counter, unamused.
It’s just an octopus ball. Even Ugly Duckling could finish one easily.
The powerhouses of the other races who were sitting slightly further away looked over with admiration.
The top powerhouses of the Norland Continent indeed. After the battle yesterday, they actually dared to order the octopus tentacles.
“Don’t leave after the meal,” Urien said with a glare at Krassu.
“Are you going to beat me up?” Krassu looked disinterested. In any case, he should not be the only one suffering. Now, it was fair.
The four of them ordered a few other dishes for themselves before Yabemiya walked over to the other tables.
“Tsk, tsk. It’s indeed right to stay far away from them. They are all loonies.” Dracula looked away. He flipped open the menu, and looked at what he wanted to have for lunch.
“This old sir, your clothes look quite nice. Are they custom-made?” Harrison, who was sitting in front of him, asked carefully.
Dracula glanced at him, tidied up his tuxedo, and replied proudly, “Yes, it was custom-made by the best tailor in the Boundless Sea Realm.”
“Such a pity that the Boundless Sea Realm is a little far. Otherwise, I would get myself one too,” Harrison said.
“They don’t have it in your size.” Dracula rolled his eyes. This little fatty didn’t really know himself.
“Hehe. Isn’t it custom-made? The size would naturally not be a problem.” Harrison smiled.
“May I get your order ?” Yabemiya had arrived at their table.
“Beautiful lady, please give me a serving of pepper steak and a pint of beer,” Dracula said with a smile.
“Miss Miya, I want a set of stir-fried octopus tentacles, a large serving of the octopus ball, 10 sticks of roasted pig’s eyes, one serving of stinky tofu, one bowl of rice, and a pint of beer. Thank you,” Harrison ordered.