"Huh, this is?" In Yading Square outside the restaurant, an old man with white hair and wearing a pure white mage's robe, who was resting under a big tree, suddenly raised his head in surprise and looked in the direction of the restaurant. His deep eyes narrowed slightly, and he said strangely: "Is this magic wave coming from the elves? No, it should be human. It's not right, it's strange, what is it? A strange magic wave."
Crassus Io hesitated for a moment, picked up the mage's staff that was taller than a person, got up and walked slowly towards the restaurant. After wandering around the chaotic city for many days, he found nothing. Maybe he could meet a surprise here.
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In the restaurant, Sargeras looked at the menu on the table, Amy who gave him encouragement, and McGonagall, who didn't have the slightest intention of discussing, sighed helplessly. In this world, money is really important.
Although he felt that Mag was a little unreasonable, but thinking of the delicious and miraculous Roujiamo, Sargeras felt that it was understandable for the boss who could make such a Roujiamo to be a bit disciplined and tempered.
And even this little girl can perform such a terrifying fireball technique. Mag is likely to be a powerful magician, but he looks so young, and he doesn't have the slightest decoration of a magician on his body, which is easy to be overlooked.
When he was in the capital of the Ross Empire, he saw an old man with white hair and a human magician. He repelled a giant dragon with a fireball. One of the teachers, but he didn't remember the specific name.
"Okay, then I won't break the rules of the restaurant. I'm Sargeras, and I'll come again." Sargeras held out his hand to Mag.
"S... Sargeras?" Mag was a little confused. Although he was not a fan of games back then, he must have played World of Warcraft. He hesitated and asked, "Where's your Burning Legion?"
"Huh?" Sargeras looked at Mag with some puzzlement.
"Looks like it's just the same name." McGonagall breathed a sigh of relief, looked at Sargeras's big hand with lava flowing, shook his head a little embarrassedly and said: "It's nothing, next time Mag, welcome to come next time, but if you shake hands, I'll I have to work later, so it is not suitable for bandaging."
"Okay, Boss Mai, goodbye." Sargeras froze for a moment, looked down at his hands, and remembered that even human magicians are still human in the final analysis. The temperature has returned to normal, at least it won't melt the doorknob when you reach out to open the door.
"Burning Legion? That's a good name..." After leaving the restaurant door, Sargeras nodded thoughtfully, and walked quickly towards the exit of Aden Square.
"Father, isn't Xiaomi very powerful?" Amy looked up at Mag and said a little bit of credit.
"Yeah, Xiaomi is super powerful, and it helped a lot." Mag smiled and touched Amy's head, feeling that he was relying on Amy to pull up a big tiger skin, without any backstage and hard work. Strength, you can only rely on this tiger skin to support your appearance temporarily, which is not a bad thing for the time being, but improving your physical fitness is a very urgent matter.
Amy smiled happily, her little face was full of satisfaction.
"Boss Mai, here are two new products." At this time, the customer who had entered the door and hadn't ordered food raised his hand carefully and said in a rather polite tone.
"I also have two, it's okay, just take your time." The guest next to him also had a talkative smile on his face.
"Okay, please wait." Mag smiled and nodded, letting Amy and the ugly duckling play first, while he walked quickly into the kitchen.
"It seems that the magic fluctuation just now was sent by this little guy, right?" Crassus stopped outside the floor-to-ceiling glass window, looking at Amy who was holding the little orange and white beast in her arms, a little surprised, full of excitement. Face shook his head in pity, and sighed: "It's a pity, he should have been a genius with excellent talent, but the conflict between the two bloodlines ruined a genius, otherwise the purpose of this trip would have been achieved, this man is simply committing crimes. What a good piece of rough jade, it only needs a little bit of carving to become a great tool."
Crassus stomped his feet angrily, hesitantly wanted to leave, stared at Amy and couldn't move, just stood stupidly in front of the glass window.
"Ugly Duckling, you said that this old man with a white beard stood there motionless, did he dare not come in because he had no money? Just like the little girl selling matches, if he also sells matches, should we Would it be better to help him buy one?" Amy also noticed Crassus standing outside the window, and approached a little closer with the ugly duckling in her arms, and asked softly, staring at Crassus up and down with her big eyes, wanting to see him Is there a little basket full of matches hidden in his robes
"Meow~" The ugly duckling responded, and also scanned up and down, although it didn't know what fire was.
"This little guy is very spiritual. Although he is a half-elf, he might be a material that can be made. Maybe he can get in touch with it." Crassus looked at the two pigtails, staring at the big blue eyes separated by the transparent crystal. Amy, who was looking at him, was full of spirituality and very cute, and thought to herself, but she glanced at the busy restaurant and the timetable hanging on the door, and didn't rush in, just separated by the transparent crystal and Amy. There was an ugly duckling who stared wide-eyed and small-eyed for half an hour.
When Mag was serving the dishes, he also noticed Crassus standing outside the glass window, wearing a white mage robe. Compared with Julian next door who was wearing a black mage robe, he looked a bit cold. This guy had long white hair and white hair. A long-bearded mage wearing a white mage robe and holding a light gray mage staff is more in line with his imagination and aesthetics of mages.
Amy stood for a while, and sat down directly by the window with the ugly duckling in her arms. She continued to stare at him without blinking. Neither move.
When it was almost nine o'clock, the number of customers in the restaurant gradually decreased, and the 64 roujiamo prepared were sold out at 8:30, and many customers who didn't eat them begged Mag to make more next time.
Mag is also a little helpless about this. Of course, he also wants to do more and sell more money. It seems that starting tomorrow, he still needs to try his best to improve some efficiency.
Seeing that there were only three guests left in the restaurant, Crassus looked away from Amy, walked to the door and pushed in.
"Welcome." Mag said with a smile, this was the first magician guest to come.
"Father, this is the old man who sells matches." Amy glanced at Crassus, then looked back at Mag and said seriously.