Sargeras, sitting by the door, was suppressing a laugh. His shoulders were heaving dramatically, and he covered his mouth with his large hand, trying his best to keep quiet, but in the end, he couldn't help but let out a loud, gurgling sound as he exhaled.
If it wasn't for his fear of Crassus's terrifying power and Amy's rules, he probably would have burst out laughing by now.
The guests next to him glanced at the demon, whose sense of humor was inexplicably low and whose laughter was somewhat frightening, and slowly moved to the next table. Even if they had to share a table with others, they wanted to stay away from Sargeras.
Feeling the gazes falling upon him, even Crassus's thick skin couldn't withstand it. He chuckled awkwardly, about to say something to ease the tension and move on, when Mai Ge brought out a plate of Yang Zhou Fried Rice and placed it in front of him, smiling, "Your Yang Zhou Fried Rice."
"Boss Mai, how did you conjure up this little person who can dance and sing?" Crassus looked at Mai Ge, his eyes lighting up. Partly to divert attention, and partly because he was genuinely curious about what this little person was.
He felt this couldn't be magic, because there were no magical elements he was familiar with. But besides magic, what else could explain the principle behind this little person who could sing and move on its own?
All eyes turned to Mai Ge, filled with intense curiosity. Just who was this Boss Mai? Not only did he cook delicious food, but he could also conjure such exquisite and interesting things. Was he really a powerful magician?
"This isn't ordinary magic, there are other things involved. The process is rather complicated to explain, and you probably wouldn't understand if I told you." Mai Ge said earnestly, looking at Crassus.
"I… I really might not understand." Crassus felt looked down upon, but after opening his mouth, he realized Mai Ge's words made sense. He had spent his entire life dealing with magic, and he knew very little about anything outside of magic.
Even his interpersonal skills were terrible. Otherwise, with his status, he could easily summons geniuses to the Mage Tower to ask him to take them as his apprentices if he just said a word in Luo Du. Why would he need to travel so far to find apprentices himself at his age?
He wouldn't be in this state now, having to swallow his pride to even try and trick a restaurant owner's daughter into doing a talent assessment.
Seeing that Crassus had no intention of asking any more questions, Mai Ge turned and walked towards the kitchen. The pile of mechanical theories he had prepared was not used. Although they were just some professional knowledge he remembered from university, they should be very effective in impressing people. After all, he had graduated from a top 20 engineering university in the world.
Amy gave Mai Ge a sweet smile, with a hint of wanting credit.
Mai Ge glanced at his slightly greasy hands, refraining from ruffling Amy's hair, and gave her a indulgent smile before heading into the kitchen.
Amy's performance was impeccable, she completely exceeded his expectations, exceeding all the tasks he'd been given at noon. Those few stabs would probably make Crassus question his existence.
"Whether he's a magician or not, I think Boss Mai is a very impressive person." Harrison said, taking a bite of his Rou Jia Mo and watching Mai Ge's retreating figure, his fat jiggling.
"I agree." Jergi, sitting opposite, nodded, his fat also jiggling, while glancing twice at the music box beside Amy, muttering, "I wonder if Boss Mai sells this? Palmer would definitely love it if he saw it."
The other customers glanced at the two, their reactions somewhat exaggerated, and nodded thoughtfully, all agreeing that Mai Ge was no ordinary person.
Sargeras managed to suppress his laughter, but it only made him hungrier. However, he sat obediently and waited for his food, unlike before when he would eagerly call the owner for food or threaten to smash the shop.
After all, even a level 10 mage would suffer a setback here. Although he was a bit short-tempered, he had traveled the continent for fifty years without encountering any major crises, so he actually knew the rules quite well.
After eating a few bites of fried rice, seeing the other customers engrossed in enjoying their food and no longer paying attention to him, Crassus looked at Amy, who was perched on the counter, rubbing a kitten's head while staring at the little elf in the music box. His mind started racing again.
After thinking for a moment, Crassus smiled and said, "Little girl, what I just said isn't important. But on the Nolan Continent, misfortune might strike any day, whether it's a natural disaster or a man-made one. In such times, those with strength can protect themselves and those around them with their abilities. And I possess that ability. Don't you want to learn magic to protect what you want to protect?"
"I want to protect Daddy." Amy thought seriously for a moment, then glanced back at Mai Ge in the kitchen, her gaze unwavering.
"Meow~" The Ugly Duckling looked up and called out, trying to make itself feel noticed.
"Not including you." Amy reached out and pressed the Ugly Duckling's head down.
"Meow meow~~" The Ugly Duckling meowed softly, sounding a little aggrieved, its voice weak and seemingly hurtful.
"That's right. If you want to protect someone, you first need to possess great strength yourself. If you learn magic from me, you'll quickly master this ability." Crassus smiled and nodded, trying to appear as a kind and reliable master.
Although Mai Ge had ruthlessly rejected his suggestion yesterday, he still wanted to determine if Amy had the talent to learn magic. If she truly possessed exceptional talent and was suitable to inherit his legacy, he would try his best to fulfill any demands Mai Ge might make. After all, he would die in two years, and there was nothing left for him to care about.
"Hmm, I think you're quite right." Amy nodded, but before Crassus's smile could fully bloom, she looked at him with some suspicion and said, "But Grandpa White Beard, you can barely walk, you can't even protect yourself, and you want to teach me how to protect my Daddy? And the opponent… is just a child about my age?"
"This…" Crassus's expression froze again. This girl's little head was full of all sorts of things, completely unpredictable.
"And what's with the opponent being a kid?!" Crassus raised an eyebrow. Since he was eighteen, his opponents had been orcs.
At twenty four, he first smashed a dragon's head with his mage's staff. Although it was a weak, green dragon, from that moment on, he began his ascent to the top. Bullying children was something he could never do.
"Since you doubt my strength, here's what you'll do: cast whatever spells you know at once. If I can't resist and have to fight back, I admit defeat." Crassus said, patting his chest with confidence and magnanimity.