“Okay, I will go and fetch you then.” Mag nodded with a smile. Then, he pushed the savory tofu pudding ahead, and said, “Actually, you can try the savory tofu pudding too…”
“It"s fine. The sweet tofu pudding is obviously the most delicious,” Irina rejected decisively before heading toward the restaurant"s entrance. “I am making a trip to the Gray Temple. I will be back to see little Amy before I leave.”
Mag opened his mouth, but he could only say one word. “Alright.”
Irina disappeared from the restaurant. Mag gazed at the empty restaurant, feeling a little desolate.
Right at this moment, someone knocked on the door.
Mag went to open the door, and Yabemiya"s, Elizabeth"s, and Firis"s eyes all lit up when they saw Mag.
“You"re back, Boss!” Yabemiya cried in surprise.
Both Elizabeth and Firis heaved a sigh of relief too.
“We have almost searched the entire Chaos City. We thought you had an accident. Why did you disappear without a word?” Yabemiya had a tinge of reproach within her concern as if she was lecturing a child who ran away from home.
Mag could sense their worry, and felt warm in his heart. Smiling, he apologetically said, “I went out to do some errands today. I thought I could be done by noon initially, but I didn"t expect to be delayed. I failed to inform you guys in advance and brought you worry.”
“It"s okay, as long as you are fine.” A smile appeared on Yabemiya"s face swiftly before she pointed to Firis. “Do you know when you were not around at noon and the customers were lining up, Firis saved the day with her beef kebabs. The customers were all praising her after eating them.”
“Seems like Firis"s beef kebabs are good enough. This is really wonderful news.” Mag looked at Firis with laudation. Irina"s personal servant indeed had a remarkable talent in cooking.
Mr. Mag praised me! A blush crept up Firis"s pretty face as she stammered, “I… I have only learnt a little of Boss"s techniques and that"s all.”
Yabemiya walked in, saw the stacked up plates, and said in a surprise, “Hmm, why are there so many plates out here? Did we have a customer?”
The plates were all different as they were used to hold different dishes. Furthermore, all the types of plates they had were on the table, which meant all the dishes on the menu had been served.
“Oh. I was hungry when I just returned, so I made myself something to eat,” Mag said laughingly as he picked up the savory tofu pudding and ate two mouthfuls. Speaking of it, he was indeed a little hungry.
“But, that"s a lot of food…” Yabemiya still thought it was a little weird.
Mag walked toward the kitchen with the savory tofu pudding, and at the same time told Firis, “Firis, we need to start preparing the ingredients for dinner service now. The customers who came at noon are most probably not very pleased. We"d better prepare more ingredients for tonight so more customers would be able to have their dinner…”
“alright.” Firis swiftly followed him into the kitchen and began prepping the ingredients according to Mag"s instructions.
“Okay, seems that Boss is really hungry.” Yabemiya didn"t continue to ask anymore, and began to clear the table.
The headquarters of Gray Temple, the Lord of the Gray Temple"s meeting room.
A figure appeared silently.
Rolan, who was staring at the map on the wall, suddenly turned around to look at Irina who just appeared in the middle of the meeting room. Slightly taken aback, he said, “Princess Irina? What are you doing here?”
Smiling, Irina said, “Can"t I miss my old friend and come to visit you? Little Gray, it"s only been three years. Don"t tell me that you can"t recognize me, your old friend?”
Rolan"s mouth twitched. If his subordinates heard that nickname “Little Gray”, they would laugh hysterically.
This actually didn"t match his ident.i.ty as the Lord of Gray Temple, but that person was Princess Irina—even the city lord was given the nickname “Iron Muscle Man” by her. What could he do?
“You shouldn"t have the mood to visit me, this old friend. Aren"t you afraid something might crop up in the forest while you are gone?” Rolan asked Irina, slightly exasperated.
“That old witch Helena and that idiot Borg are busy snapping at each other now. They wouldn"t have antic.i.p.ated that I would leave, and I will be only gone for a short while.” Irina shrugged nonchalantly.
“I heard you have obtained an underground cavern from the goblins. Seems like you are really serious this time.”
“It seems like the relations.h.i.+p between Chaos City and the goblins is closer than I imagined. I have just obtained that underground cavern today, and you already know.”
Rolan didn"t respond regarding the goblins. He asked Irina, “What is your intention coming here today?”
“It"s not convenient for me to make a trip to the Dragon Islands, so I want to send a notice to them via Chaos City.” Irina took out the letter that she wrote in advance and threw it to Rolan casually.
Rolan took the letter and opened it up. A hint of severity appeared on his face. He only spoke to Irina after reading it for a while. “Are you sure that you want to make this proclamation?”
“Yes.”
“Are you aware that once this is announced, both Helena and Borg are definitely going to s.h.i.+ft their focus on you? The underground cavern is not an impenetrable keep.”
“I want the world to hear our voice and let more elves know about what we are doing now. Violent resistance is within our expectations. Spreading and planting the seeds of freedom in the hearts of elves is our objective,” Irina said with a smile. “As for the results, we just have to strive our best for it.”
Rolan stared at Irina for a long time. Finally, he kept that letter solemnly. “If the elves in Chaos City want to go underground on their own accord, I will provide them with the necessary convenience. At least, n.o.body will be able to sway their decisions.”
“Thanks. I will make him give you a leeway of two streets,” Irina said laughingly before a green light flashes and she disappeared.
“These two chaps… are really compet.i.tive.” Rolan shook his head and walked out of the meeting room.
After the proclamation from Irina was announced, it triggered a commotion almost as big as the one caused by Mag in the morning. It was news that shook the Norland Continent too.
On the way back from school, Amy mumbled with dilemma, “Is Father home? Where did he go in the afternoon? Should I write down this unusual behavior in the notebook and report to Big Sister Irina?”