Daddy Fantasy World Restaurant

Chapter 422 If You’re Paying, I’ll Come

“Mm-hm, I’ll remember this. When I grow up, I’ll beat up this bad man myself!” Amy nodded with an earnest expression.

Was she arrogant?

No, she was merely confident.

Both the master and the disciple were both just as confident.

The demons and giant dragons looked at Amy, and an indescribable sense of premonition welled up in their hearts. This little half-elf girl, who appeared to only be three or four years of age, could become a dazzling rising star in the near future.

She was someone whom both Urien and Krassu had accepted as their disciple. Those two lifelong rivals cooperating with each other was something that indicated that she was definitely not some talentless little brat.

Fox gritted his teeth in agony, and he didn’t dare to look at Amy and Urien for fear of losing control over his emotions.

Back when he had first met Urien many years ago, the latter’s powerful ice magic had traumatized him deeply. As he grew stronger, he developed the false impression that the gap between them had already been minimized. Only after being slammed into the ground by a single palm did he come to his senses and realize that his daddy would always be his daddy. Urien didn’t give himself the title of the premier ice magic caster on the entire continent-it was a title that was widely endorsed by everyone else instead.

Even Urien and Krassu will inevitably die someday. When that time comes, there’s no way that little brat would be powerful enough to threaten me... Fox had his head lowered with a vicious look in his eyes as he thought to himself, I’m going to enjoy torturing her and her father to death!

Michael put down his bow in the carriage before jumping down, and turning to Urien with a smile. “Urien, are you going to participate in the conference today?”

“Do you think I look like a demon or a giant dragon?” Urien answered Michael’s question with one of his own.

“Whatever you are, you’re just as humorous as ever. Looks like I’ll have to invite you for a drink next time, then.” Michael chuckled.

“If you’re paying, I’ll come,” Urien replied expressionlessly before making his way toward his magic potion shop.

The frosty energy in the air immediately receded, and everyone heaved a sigh of relief. Even though all of the dragon and demon representatives had seen many 10th-tier powerful beings in the past, they had never felt such oppressive pressure from any of them in the past.

“My apologies for this incident, Mr. Mag. I should have sent someone from the city lord’s castle in advance to welcome these guests.” Michael turned to Mag with an apologetic expression.

“That’s alright. My only hope is that you take more caution when selecting guests to come to my restaurant. There are some guests that we do not welcome here.” Mag nodded in a calm manner. He didn’t appear very angry, but he didn’t let things slide, either.

After the events that had taken place in the residential area for the families of the deceased miners, Michael had most likely been extremely busy, so it was understandable that he neglected to deploy people to his restaurant in advance.

“I’ll make sure that things like this don’t happen again in the future.” Michael nodded before turning to Fox, who was slowly struggling to his feet, and he wore a stern expression as he warned, “Fox, you are a representative of the dragon race, so I won’t evict you this time, but let me warn you that here in Chaos City, you must abide by Chaos City’s rules. We treat the safety of our residents as our top priority, so if you do something like this again, the city lord’s castle and Gray Temple will not show any mercy.”

Fox’s expression was a little dark, but he still bowed his head in the face of Michael’s authority in the end, and said, “I understand.”

Michael took a glance at Fox’s bleeding hand, and continued, “If your injuries are too severe, then you can skip the conference for today.”

“There’s no need for that. I can participate in today’s conference.” Fox shook his head as he swept his left hand over his right, upon which ice immediately covered the entire wound, effectively stopping the bleeding as if he had slipped on an icy glove.

However, everyone knew that Fox’s injuries definitely weren’t just limited to that hole on his hand. Otherwise, he would be relying on the powerful recovery ability inherent to all dragons to heal his wound rather than use ice to temporarily seal it.

Michael took one last glance at Fox’s hand before turning to Mag with a smile. “Mr. Mag, may we come in now?”

“Of course.” Mag nodded with a smile, entering the restaurant with Amy’s little hand in his.

Even though he was certainly not very fond of Fox, he had agreed to let Michael reserve the entire restaurant, so it would be unwise to shut everyone out due to that prior squabble.

A few horse-drawn carriages with the city lord’s castle insignia arrived nearby, and a few officials with stacks of documents in their hands rushed into the restaurant.

The restaurant isn’t very big, but the decor is very good. I wonder why City Lord Michael would make this place the conference venue. Dracula was the first to walk into the restaurant.

“Welcome.” Yabemiya greeted everyone with a smile. After hearing Jinx’s words earlier, she was feeling a lot better. So the Golden Dragons didn’t look down on half-dragons like her. If only her father was a Golden Dragon.

Sally nodded to express her acknowledgment of their guests. She wasn’t very fond of the bloodthirsty vampires, but Dracula had tried to help Mag and Amy earlier, so she had developed a good first impression of him.

“Hello, beautiful ladies. I finally understand why City Lord Michael decided to hold our conference here. Not only is this a well-constructed restaurant, more importantly, there are graceful and beautiful waitresses here.” Dracula’s eyes lit up at the sight of the two of them, and he bowed slightly with a smile on his face.

After everyone entered the restaurant, Michael turned to Mag with a grateful expression, and said, “Mr. Mag, thank you for what you did this morning for the families of the deceased miners. You have saved the lives of many people, and brought more light to this city.”

Mag looked at Michael with an earnest expression, and said, “I just happened to be passing by, so I decided to step in. The city lord’s castle and Gray Temple will have to be the ones to truly bring light to the entire city. However, I hope that you can let all of those living in darkness know that they shouldn’t be resigned to their situation, and that as long as they ask for help, someone from outside the darkness will be willing to extend a helping hand.”

“Do you have a suggestion for how I can achieve this?” Michael also looked back at Mag with an earnest expression. The words that Brandli had passed onto him from Mag had given him a big shock. Those were not words that could be spoken by a simple chef.

Mag hesitated momentarily before replying, “I wouldn’t say they’re suggestions; they’re just shallow opinions of mine. I think the city lord’s castle and Gray Temple could establish a joint organization that takes reports from the public. If they’ve suffered unjust treatment, they can go to that organization to file a report and seek help rather than accept their fate and await death. Of course, for this organization to succeed, the city lord’s castle and Gray Temple must maintain independence, and supervise each other’s work. Otherwise, it will just become another corrupt organization that will inflict further harm upon our citizens.”