Everyone left, and Amy also hugged the ugly duckling and took Annie out to play.
Mag closed the door, turned around and looked at Irina who appeared in the restaurant, smiled and said, "Do you have a lot of question marks?"
"I know you didn't tell them the truth just now, so what's going on?" Irina nodded and looked at Mag curiously.
"What did you see?" Mag didn't rush to answer.
"A holy light, the real holy light, runs through the universe."
"Have you learned it?"
"Not yet, but as long as you watch enough times, you will learn it sooner or later." Irina shook her head slightly, "So, what's going on? Why does this dish have such wonderful effects? Does it have anything to do with that octopus monster?" relation?"
Mag looked at Irina, pondered for a while, and said: "I don't know the specific situation at present. It is said that after the cooking skills reach a certain level, there will be some wonderful effects on the cooked dishes. Influence. For example, the bean curd that can nourish and beautify the face, the Buddha jumps the wall that can make people bald and grow hair, and the effect of stir-fried octopus silk and octopus balls may be the same."
Irina stared at Mag for a while, with a strange expression on her face, and said, "In other words, your cooking skills are already able to stew the laws of heaven?"
"It's not that exaggerated. It might just be an opportunity for you. Those who understand the laws of heaven will naturally understand them. Those who can't understand them will be useless even if they see them." Mag shook his head. It’s not intentional to hide from Irina, it’s just that the system is hard to explain, it’s wrong to say more, and telling her that the meat of the octopus monster will make her spit it out on the spot, so I have to blame all this on the mysterious Cooking.
Anyway, it's not reproducible.
Of course, the more important point is that Irina obviously has great interest in the law of holy light, and plans to continue to use this opportunity to observe the real holy light.
This feeling is probably like when you eat chicken gizzards and fat intestines, the boss will not specifically tell you which part of this thing is, and the main function in the host body is what it is used for.
Irina looked at Mag dubiously, "It really has nothing to do with that octopus monster?"
"Do you think if I use that monster octopus to make octopus balls, they will sell for 40 copper coins?" Mag shrugged.
"That's right, you have to sell a deep-fried dough stick for 80 copper coins." Irina nodded, taking the tentacles of the octopus monster was terrible, and it was impossible to sell them for only 40 copper coins.
"That's determined by the market value, not by me." Mag said calmly, without any blush.
You must know that this is a demigod knight who gets up early every day, kneads slowly, rubs and picks, and makes fried dough sticks for them with his own hands. Let alone 80 copper coins, even 800 copper coins are not too much, okay
"You look pretty good today." Mag looked at Irina and said with a smile.
"You like it?" Irina smiled shyly.
"Well, I like it." Mag nodded.
The shyness on Irina's face disappeared in an instant. Looking at Mag, she smiled and said, "So you like the beast ear girl? Tell me, is there anything between you and Connie?"
Mag glanced at the little leather whip that appeared in her hand at some point, and her smile gradually disappeared. Is this a fishing law enforcement? !
And if you think about it carefully, this is still a suicide question.
You say you like it, she said it's not her, the little whip serves.
Say you don't like it...
Possibly a folding chair.
"I mean, I like all your looks." McGonagall tried hard to keep her mind cold and clear, her brain was working rapidly, and she began to turn over the earthy love stories in her mind.
"Then if I become Gloria, do you like it?" Irina asked with a smile.
McGonagall: "..."
"System, can you send me a post for help? I'm really in a hurry now!" Mag's little heart was pounding, and she didn't know what Irina said when she and Gloria had dinner just now. It's sad and painful.
"Netizen replied: You can pretend to be dizzy." The system quickly replied.
Mag rolled his eyes and immediately fell to the ground and fainted.
Looking at the unconscious Mag lying on the ground, it was Irina's turn to be dumbfounded.
"Are you serious?" Irina quickly leaned over and grabbed Mag's wrist. Her heartbeat was a little fast, but it was still within the normal range.
"Fake it?" Irina's eyes narrowed, the corners of her mouth curled up, and the whip in her hand slapped Mag next to her.
Mag's eyelashes trembled, but he still controlled his stress response.
"Okay, stop pretending, skip this question." Irina put away her whip, and lightly kicked Mag's foot with her toe.
Mag opened one eye, glanced at Irina who put away the whip, breathed a sigh of relief, then opened her eyes in a daze, sat up, and asked with a puzzled look: "What happened to me just now? "
"Tsk, you've got some skills, right? You've even learned to play dead." Irina smiled and took out the folding chair hidden behind her.
Mag: ヽ(*.>Д