Daddy Fantasy World Restaurant

"Xiaomi, if you're done eating, take the ugly duckling upstairs to play for a while. Take it upstairs for today's dinner. The small plate on the floor outside the room is its food for tonight." Putting down the rice bowl after eating, he looked at Amy and smiled.

"Did Father prepare it specially?" Amy's eyes lit up.

"Yes." Mag nodded.

"Okay!" Amy nodded happily, picked up the yellow braised chicken casserole bowl and licked it, slipped off the chair and picked up the ugly duckling on the counter and went upstairs, saying: "Ugly duckling, you are welcome at noon today. It seems that you can't eat super delicious braised chicken, let's go and see what delicious food Father has prepared for you."

Mag's gaze followed Amy to the corner of the counter, and then he raised his eyes to look at Bazel who came in, stood up and nodded and said, "Here we are."

"You should know why we came." Bazel's sharp gaze fixed on Mag's eyes, like the eyes of an eagle.

If a person can eat in such a calm manner after killing someone, without showing the slightest fear or fear, there is generally only one possibility—he has killed many people.

It has been twenty years since Bazel joined the Gray Temple, and he has captured many murderers with his own hands, but there has never been one who can be as calm as Mag, without fear, nor the perverted excitement, so calm as if he just did something. An unremarkable thing.

Mag glanced at the silver and gold embroidery of the word 'patrol' on Bazel's chest, and the first thing that arrived was the inspection team that patrolled Aden Square every day, and looked up into Bazel's eyes as well, without the slightest hint. Meaning to dodge, nodded slightly and said: "The incident happened in my restaurant, I will cooperate with the investigation of the Gray Temple."

As the management organization of the city of chaos, the Gray Temple consists of the Inspection Department, the Defense Department, and the Metropolitan Inspection Department, which are responsible for daily security, food and city defense, and punishment supervision.

The uniform is somewhat similar to Jin Yiwei's, gray robe, black trousers, no fancy flying fish pattern, only a ring of four comet-like magic balls with tails connected end to end, which is the symbol of the Gray Temple.

The embroidered words on the chest indicate the department they belong to, all black cowhide boots under their feet, and a standard long sword on the knight's waist. The magician is a gray magician robe, and there is no requirement for a magic wand.

"The deceased was a knight, so the incident level this time has been adjusted to level three. I hope you can tell the truth about what happened before. Every word you say will be recorded and become Chen Tang's confession." Zell nodded, looked at Mag and said seriously.

"As you can see, the restaurant is closed today,

My staff and my daughter were eating in a restaurant with a locked door. In the middle of the meal, someone suddenly smashed the door of the restaurant with a sword and magic. A gangster with a sword and a magician rushed into the restaurant and smashed the restaurant. At the same time, it threatened the personality and life safety of my father and daughter.

In the case that the two shot first, my daughter Amy cast two unskilled magic fireballs out of self-defense, knocking them out of the restaurant, and then found that the two gangster leaders next to the carriage were still trying to use the carriage. He hit the dining room, and in a moment of fear, also threw a fireball at them. Mag raised his finger and pointed outside the door solemnly, nodded: "That's the result." "

"Killing people is no small matter in the city of chaos." Bazel's eyes narrowed slightly. Mag's statement was very concise. It was picked off from him, and it all fell on the little girl.

He doesn't comment on the power of the fireball, but the fatal injury of the guy who died at the door was not caused by the fireball. Mag never mentioned the chopstick. This kind of rhetoric can't pass.

"Killing someone is nothing." A hoarse voice came from outside the door.

"What a fart! What a fart!" A lowly voice shouted with some trepidation.

"Presumptuous! Who..." a patrol inspector sternly drank, turned around and saw Julian standing at the door with a birdcage at some point, his expression changed, and he swallowed back the words abruptly. These days, Bazel has repeatedly explained that he must not provoke this hunchbacked uncle.

"Who is presumptuous?" Heitan poked his head out of the cage, staring at the team member with a pair of small eyes, full of provocation.

"I...I..." The team member looked at the hairless black crow, and was so angry that he grabbed the long sword at his waist, but he still didn't dare to pull it out after all, thinking of the giant frost dragon flying in the sky that day.

"It's right to know it's you." Heitan withdrew his head in satisfaction.

"Killing is a big deal in the city of chaos. This is the rule of the Gray Temple." Bazel looked back at Julian and said seriously. Although he was only a fifth-level knight, he didn't mean to back down. The rules of the temple cannot be questioned in Chaos City.

"This sentence, you can ask Roland to tell me that I, an old guy, don't like rules the most in my life. If you want to use rules to restrain me, I will be interested in destroying them." Julian smiled. Gradually cruel, the air seemed to become much colder all of a sudden.

Bazel's complexion changed slightly, but he was already holding the long sword at his waist to protect the glory of the Gray Temple and the knights. He was not afraid of sacrifice and death.

"The lord asked me to say hello to Lord Julian. He said that he would have a cup of tea with you after the work of the Gray Temple is over." At this moment, Bradley gasped a bit. The voice sounded, and he quickly walked in and stood between Bazel and Julian, looked at Julian with a smile on his face, waved his hand behind him, and motioned Bazel to back away.

"I'm afraid you won't be able to finish this year?" Julian's smile was somewhat mocking.

"Recently, there are indeed a lot of things in the Gray Temple, but no matter how busy you are, you will definitely finish your work. Do you have something to do here?" A drop of sweat slipped from Bradley's cheek, and his smile was a bit forced. What is this? He is quite old, and suffers from this every day. He originally thought that he would have nothing to do today, so he would come to Aden Square for dinner with Julian, so as to prevent such a confrontation and another fight. Unexpectedly, something happened at Mamy Restaurant.

Fortunately, he arrived in time. Julian's temper is notoriously unpredictable. If he suddenly gets angry, a spell is enough to ruin everyone here.

"Well, it's okay. I just heard that someone is going to kill my good apprentice. Let's see who is so capable. If he is not dead, come over and fix him up." Julian shook his head with a smile, his smile was a little cold Lie, the voice is even colder, as if it can freeze a person's bone marrow.

Bazel and the others took a step back subconsciously, and their complexions changed slightly. They suddenly had a feeling that if it was Julian who made the move before, the four people outside should be completely chilled.

"For a genius like Little Amy, if someone has such an intention, it should be." Bradley suddenly understood why Julian was so angry. The monkey just told him that the Mamy Restaurant was dead. This matter is also related to the boss's daughter.

"I heard that someone is going to kill my apprentice?" Just then, another voice sounded from outside the door.