Daddy Fantasy World Restaurant

Bloor (Shirley), elf, male, twenty-five years old, seventh-level magician.

The information on the panel is very brief, but enough information has been revealed. At least the word 'male' almost made Mag jump up.

"Host, please don't doubt the professionalism of this system. The psychic gate is a high-tech gate that integrates the latest detection technology of this system. At the same time, it is connected to the information network of the entire Nolan Continent. It can accurately judge the status of every person entering the restaurant. The identity of the guest." The system's serious voice sounded, and after a while, it said in a negotiable tone: "However, if the host expresses doubts about the test results, you can apply for manual testing, and the system will test the target again , to determine its identity."

"Then test it again." Mag said without thinking too much, he still doesn't believe in this evil, how could he be wrong with so many women.

"Ding! The test is complete, Bloor (Sheryl), elf, male, twenty-five years old, seventh-level magician, confirmed to be correct."

"Ding! The manual service fee of 1 gold coin has been deducted successfully. Welcome to come again next time."

"Damn it! System, you're still charging for the fuck! Why didn't you say it earlier." Mag raised his eyebrows.

"The host didn't ask, and is there still a free lunch in this world?" The system said innocently, and an emoticon of a big round head with a big round head and a helpless face floated in Mag's mind.

"10086 is still free, and also, speak well, don't post emoticons!" Mag rolled his eyes, this system is becoming more and more infamous.

"Host, please don't compare me with that artificial service that is not intelligent at all. They can basically reject 80% of the questioners' questions, and my complaint rate will never exceed 1 person." The system solemnly said .

"Heh, I'm the only one." Mag pouted, looking at the information with a weird expression: "There is also a system, why is your manual retest exactly the same as the information just now? You didn't just copy and paste it. Bar?"

"Host, please don't insult the professionalism of this system, how could this system do such a thing!" The system floated a solemn protest emoji, and then continued: "This system scanned him again with the psychic gate, and the result."

"This is the so-called manual service that you charged me for a gold coin? You are a fraud! You are a crime! The psychic gate is mine, and if there is a problem with it, what's the point of re-inspecting it What?" Mag was a little annoyed, the system didn't know where to steal the emoji package, and it looked really cheap when combined.

"Of course it was intentional. Originally, the detection of the psychic gate was triggered automatically. Now I need to manually operate it to detect it again. This is the so-called manual service. Host, you just accept the fact, this is a male elf , This is the uniqueness of the gender detection of the Necromancer Gate, if the host gets the wrong gender and takes it out to be older than you, wouldn't it be embarrassing?" The system's words were somewhat ironic.

"It seems that this is the legendary women's tycoon. When a man is flirting, there is nothing wrong with women." Mag looked back at Bloor, who was standing in the line like a proud white swan, and couldn't bear it. I couldn't help but sigh with emotion, and I accepted the system's test.

"Is the host interested?" the system asked.

"I definitely can't do something like knowing a man." McGonagall sternly refused, and walked into the kitchen to think, "A seventh-level magician of the elves came to the restaurant to hide his gender. Could it be that he is targeting Sally? here?"

He knew Sally's identity, and the elves were still looking for her. Now that a dubious figure in women's clothes suddenly appeared, the first thing he thought of was Sally.

After getting along for this period of time, Mag is still very satisfied with Sally. She doesn't talk much, but the work can be completed with quality and quantity, and the restaurant can operate smoothly. She has contributed a lot and saved a lot of labor.

Of course, McGonagall must also admit that returning one to the elves may become a princess,

Even the seventh-level elf magician who may inherit the throne of the queen is indeed a bit overqualified for washing dishes and cleaning tables.

However, Mag always believes that it is Sally's freedom to go back or not. If she is willing to stay, Mag will naturally not be able to drive her away, and will not let others take her away easily.

Mag kept this matter in mind for the time being. If he really came after Sally, he would show his feet sooner or later.

"The decoration of the restaurant is not bad, but there are too many diners, and there are people of all races. Do I still have to sit at the same table with the devil?" Brewer looked at the restaurant, and the elegant decoration was quite The wooden tables and chairs made him feel very comfortable. What surprised him was that the patterns of the tables and chairs in the dining room were very similar, as if they came from the same tree. Such details are invisible to ordinary people, but they can be seen Out of the boss' intentions.

Constantine stood behind Bloor and chatted with him from time to time, showing enthusiasm, racking his brains to please Bloor.

As the famous diamond king and fifth child in the city of chaos, he hasn't paid so much attention to a girl for some years.

And Bloor just hummed occasionally as an echo, and he wasn't in the mood to chat with a man who clearly wanted to fuck him.

"Miss, you are so beautiful." Amy came forward with the ugly duckling in her arms, looked up at Bloor and said, not only is she beautiful, this young lady is also very tall, almost as tall as her father.

The ugly duckling also looked up at Bloor and blinked, as if he was a little puzzled.

"What a cute little half-elf girl!" Bloor looked down at Amy, his eyes lit up immediately, with a delicate face, small pointed ears that were white and tender like cicada wings and translucent, and long silver hair tied into double ponytails Braids hanging by the ears, a pair of big azure blue eyes are watery, looking up at her with blinking eyes, it is so cute that people want to reach out and hug her.

"Silver hair, big blue eyes, and the same exquisite and lovely appearance, just like the Princess Irina when I was a child, it's just a cute foul!" Bloor shouted in his heart. In terms of appearance, he only obeyed Princess Irina. Now, Looks like I'll have to add another one.

"Little girl, you are also very cute, what's your name?" Bloor looked at Amy and said with a smile.

"My name is Amy." Amy showed a happy smile on her face. Being praised by a beautiful young lady is a pleasant thing.

"Amy, that's a nice name. You can call me Sister Shirley." Bloor nodded with a smile, and looked up at Meg in the kitchen. This human actually has such a super cute half-elf daughter, Which ignorant girl of the elves did he deceive?

Good-looking humans are really the natural enemies of elves.

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