A Stay-at-home Dad’s Restaurant In An Alternate World

"Well, Amy remembers, wait for Amy to grow up, then defeat the bad guy by himself!" Amy watched Julian seriously nodded. (The fastest update of uc book league)

Arrogant?

No, this is self-confidence.

master and disciple 2 The same self-confidence.

The demons and giant dragon looked at Amy, and suddenly a kind of inexplicable premonition appeared in their hearts. This half elf little girl, who looked only 3 years old, might become a dazzling star in the near future.

A person who can be selected by both Julian and Crassus as apprentices can make them two geniuses who compromise with each other. It is absolutely impossible to be mediocre.

Focks gritted his teeth and held back the pain, afraid to see Amy and Julian. He was afraid he couldn't control his emotions.

When I saw Julian many years ago, his powerful ice magic left a shadow in his heart. As his strength continued to increase, he thought that the gap between them was no longer large, until he was slap-slapped. He only woke up when he was on the ground. Your uncle is your uncle after all. Julian's ice magic is not his self-proclaimed first, but recognized.

"Julian and Crassus will die, and at that time, this Little Brat was absolutely not growing enough to threaten me ..." Focks lowered his head, and a savage expression flashed in his eyes. "At that time, I Let their father and daughter not die! "

"Julian, are you coming to this meeting together?" Michael passed the long bow in his hand to the side driver, jumped off the carriage, and watched Michael slightly with a smile. (Fastest update)

"Do you think I belong to a demon or a giant dragon?" Julian asked Michael, looking back.

"You're still as humorous as ever, okay, so I'll have a drink with you next time." Michael said with a smile.

"You treat me, I'll come." Julian expressionless said, then turned and walked towards the magic potion shop.

The cold shrouded in an instant at the entrance of the restaurant was all conquered, and the giant dragons and demons secretly relaxed. I have seen a lot of Tier-10 powerhouses, but this is the first time they have been depressed.

"Boss Mag, I'm sorry to shock you, the people of City Lord's mansion didn't come over in advance to cause this conflict." Michael looked at Mag a little regretfully.

"It's okay, I just hope that the guests will be screened for the next time the city lord reserves the space. For some guests, our restaurant will not accept it." Mag slightly nodded, not too angry, but did not deliberately serene.

That kind of thing broke out in the slum area this morning, City Lord's mansion definitely needs a lot of manpower, and Michael is estimated to be too busy, so he can understand why City Lord's mansion sent someone to hand over early. (Fastest update)

"Well, this kind of thing will never happen again." Michael nodded, and then looked towards climbing up from the ground, pulling out the Focks of Icicle nailed to his hand, his face slightly dimmed: "Focks, this time you are Negotiating on behalf of Dragon Race, so I will not expel you, but I warn you that in Chaos city, you must abide by the rules of Chaos city. The safety of the lives of Chaos city residents is above all else. If this happens again, City Lord's mansion and Gray temple will never condone lightness. "

Focks looked a little ugly, but looking at Michael's majesty, he finally lowered his head and suppressed his voice, "I see."

"If you are seriously injured, you don't need to participate in the talks today," Michael said, looking a little slower and glancing at Focks' bleeding hand.

"No need, I can participate in this meeting." Focks shook his head and stroked his left hand gently over the right hand wound. The right hand with a large blood hole was immediately covered by ice, like wearing a pair of hands. The ice crystal gloves were average, and the blood stopped immediately.

However, everyone present knew that Focks' injury was definitely more than just having a blood hole in his hand. Otherwise, he would not choose to temporarily stop bleeding with ice cubes, instead of relying on Dragon Race's strong recovery capabilities to repair the wound.

"Boss Mag, can we enter the market now?" Michael glanced at Focks' hand and asked Mag with a smile.

"Come in." Mag led Amy's and opened the restaurant door, smiling nodded.

Although I don't have a good impression of Focks, as a restaurant Boss promised to reserve a table, it is obviously not suitable for troubles during the talks between the two parties, and I still see that there is Mag.

Not far away were several carriages carrying City Lord's mansion insignia, and a few civilians with a pile of documents in their hands walked towards the restaurant door.

"Although the restaurant is small, it is very exquisite. I'm curious why Michael chose to use it as a meeting place." Dracula walked towards the restaurant first.

"Welcome." Yabei Mia said slightly with a smile. After hearing Jenkins's words before, her mood has changed again. It turned out that there is still a giant dragon who does not despise half races. If her father is also Golden Giant Dragon is just fine.

Sally slightly nodded hinted that although he didn't like the bloodthirsty Vampire, this guy who had just prepared to help Mag and Amy had been quite educated and still left a good impression on her.

"Hello, beautiful Young Lady, I finally know why Michael city lord chose to hold a meeting here. In addition to the restaurant at exquisite, the most important thing is the elegant and beautiful waiter Young Lady." Dracula looked at 2 people Eye lit up and smiled owed.

When everyone entered the restaurant, Michael looked at Mag with some gratitude: "Boss Mag, thank you for what you did this morning in the family of the wrecked miner. You have saved many people living in misery and also removed the city. There was a haze. "

"I just happened to see it. Clearing the city haze still needs to rely on City Lord's mansion and Gray temple, but I hope that the Lord City lord can give people living in the haze a chance to let them know, in fact, the haze It's not a closed Copper Wall Iron Bastion, they just need to reach out, someone outside the haze can grab their hands and pull them out. ”Mag looked at Michael seriously.

"What's your opinion about Boss Mag?" Michael looked at Mag and asked with a serious expression. Bradley brought him back with a few words of Mag that surprised him. It wasn't just a matter of being able to say such things. The chef who cooks.

Mag watched Michael hesitated for a while and said, "I ca n’t talk about it. It ’s just a personal opinion. I think City Lord's mansion and Gray temple may jointly build a petition agency for all residents of Chaos city. Fair treatment, when they are under threat, they have a place to ask for help, instead of waiting helplessly for death and fate. Of course, provided that Gray temple and City Lord's mansion can play each other The role of independence and mutual supervision, otherwise it will only become a new patrol house. "