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

The attention of the guests, Dracula's figure stopped forcibly in the air, watching Julian and Crassus walking towards the restaurant, his face changed slightly, and he stepped back lightly, and fell to the ground, looking strong with a look smile: "How can I, as a noble Vampire, cut in line, I will never do Dracula, Master Julian, Crassus, you guys, I'll go in line first. (The fastest update of uc book league ) "

When Dracula turned around, the smile on his face disappeared instantly, and a few drops of cold sweat on his forehead slowly flowed down his cheeks. Although it was a shame for a Tier-9 Vampire ancestor to admire such a thing, in the 2nd place Tier-10 Great Magic caster, but also admired by God of Fire and Lord of Frost, is obviously a very wise choice.

"What's wrong with this world? The team is almost out of the matter, but fortunately, the last time it was collected, otherwise it will be estimated that it will be hung up and beat, these two people have completely destroyed the cannibal Demon Race. Fearful. "Dracula secretly sighed in his heart, and his pace accelerated a bit, for fear that Julian and Crassus would stop him.

"Today, Little Amy defeated a Tier-4 Magic caster with melee magic in the challenge against Caster Tower. It turns out that melee magic is still far better than long-distance magic." Crassus looked at Julian with some pride and said that he was disinclined at all. to pay attention to Dracula.

"Tier-4 Magic caster!"

"Is the strength of Little Owner scary?"

"The 4-year-old Tier-4 Magic caster! Such an innate talent is simply a peerless genius. Even Irina Princess during that time was not able to become a Tier-4 Magic caster at the age of 4?"

The guests at the entrance of the restaurant heard Crassus's words, and they suddenly became upset. Every day they watched Amy sell cute. Everyone subconsciously regarded her as a harmless Little Brat. Now suddenly I heard that she had defeated Tier-4 Magic caster. Surprise was already unable to know how to describe it. ()

Tier-4, that is the intermediate magic caster, which can hold the position of Small Captain in City Lord's mansion and Gray temple, it is a master who is enough to make most people awe.

"It seems that little Amy is the hidden master of Mamy Restaurant. That super fierce phrase is not a mob at all, it is really super fierce!" Harrison sighed, and it seems that he can no longer underestimate Amy.

"Yeah, Parmer went home today and also said that Little Owner became the little hero of Chaos School today. One person defeated the two powerful Magic casters of Caster Tower and let Caster Tower give in directly." Georgie smiled nodded.

"Is the 4-year-old Tier-4 Magic caster? It seems that the little girl is indeed a super genius. It is necessary to let the family know that these juniors can be 10000000 million. Don't provoke this Little Brat with 2 horrible masters. uctxt.com "Dracula heard the conversation, and was awake in his heart, thinking secretly.

"It's just a Tier-4 Magic caster, and in a few days, even Tier-5 Magic caster can only be solved in front of Amy's ice magic." Julian twitched his lips said, not because of Crassus's words at all. Angry, but confident.

This remark caused a lot of sensation among the guests. How much time has passed since the adoption of Julian and Crassus? Amy's progress in strength has been so rapid. I am afraid that I will break the records of each and everyone in the Magic caster world. It is worthy to let Lord of Frost and God of Fire rush to accept the apprentices, even if they let go of the 100 years of grievances, they must be collected together. Apprentice girl.

"At that time, Tier-6 Magic caster was shiver coldly under the young Amy's mage staff." Crassus also said not to be outdone, and walked to the forefront of the sweet party's team to stand.

"It's indeterminate." Julian coldly smiled, standing on the side of the salty party, the ice-cold gas field and the fierce gas field confronted each other, making the atmosphere of the sweet and salty party suddenly tense again.

"Little Brat of the Elf tribe?" Dracula saw Crassus and Julian fail to keep an eye on them, and could not help feeling a lot more relaxed. After passing Bluour side, he glanced at him a bit surprisedly.

"It's really rare to be a noble demon," Blour said, looking at Dracula slightly sarcastically.

"Little Brat, are you talking about me?" Dracula paused, watching Bluur raise his chin, and staring at him with a shy look: "Vampire noble blood, do you still need to brag? Among the demons, we only drink blood, behave noble and elegant, and adhere to the character of a gentleman. "

"Is it? I heard that during that time a Vampire was forced to eat green grass by Elven princess on Alcatraz Island for several days, must be the gentleman Vampire who only drank blood from your Elf tribe?" Blour looked curiously. Asked Dracula.

The guests next to me all laughed. Although I didn't know what Blour said was true or false, the picture was too unbearable to think of a Vampire being forced to graze.

"This Little Brat even knows this kind of thing!" Dracula raised her eyebrows, but if she jumped out to admit it at this time, she would have no face to come to the restaurant for dinner, so her face expression calmed down and she coughed With a serious voice: "How could this happen, even if it did happen, it would never be our Vampire family, let alone me."

"Really?" Bluur looked at Dracula with suspicion. Why was this guy anxious to draw a line between this and himself?

"Of course it is true! We Vampires have a strong self-esteem and personality. We can never eat something like grass," Dracula said flatly.

"What flavor of tofu pudding do you eat?" Constantine asked suddenly.

"Crap, of course ... salty ..." Dracula watched everyone's faces pile up with a smile, and suddenly felt that this old face was suddenly lost, and stared at Constantine, then you talked a lot, and turned directly towards The team walked towards the end.

"That's a good question." Blour glanced at Constantine with admiration, but didn't expect that he could ask such a deep question, and see a demon come out. This feeling made him feel good. happy.

"I've won awards and don't know how to call brother?" Constantine looked at Blur slightly said with a smile, and Dracula glanced at him. There was still a panic, but hearing Bluour's compliment felt that he was full of strength.

"Blour." Blour said flatly, looking away from Constantine.

"Blour ... knowing the name is at least an improvement. Shirley Young Lady can hardly make progress. Maybe you can find a breakthrough from her elder brother." Constantine's eyes brightened, and he was thinking with some joy in his heart.

"Why don't you fight today?"

Just then, the restaurant door crak opened a crack, a Little Brat carried a cat in one hand, and went out with a small stool in his hand. He looked at the crowd strangely and asked.