Daddy Fantasy World Restaurant

"Wow! What a cute little girl!"

"Her clothes are beautiful, and the style is strange, like clothes, and skirts, I have never seen such clothes before!"

"Yeah, it feels very elegant when worn on the body, and the lining is very slender. I don't know which tailor made it. I want to make one too!"

"What is she holding in her arms? An orange kitten? A new breed? Why have I never seen it before?"

The aunts in the crowd erupted all of a sudden, staring at Amy standing on the highest level, all expressing great interest.

This dress is not only good-looking, but also has a unique style. Only when this kind of clothes is worn out can it become the focus of the audience.

Of course, with such pink and lovely clothes, some old aunts still have self-knowledge.

"Mamy Restaurant!" Gudinia, who was chatting and laughing with a glass of wine, suddenly turned his head, and his eyes fell on Mag. He couldn't help clenching his fists, took two deep breaths, and said with a sneer: "Half-elf is not Is it half-race, when will the party of our Aden Chamber of Commerce also allow half-race to enter?"

"That's right, I've heard of Mamy's Restaurant. It seems to be very popular in Aden Square recently, but this restaurant doesn't seem to have joined our chamber of commerce, right?" The fat businessman next to him was also puzzled.

"Not only didn't you join, the boss said in front of me at the beginning that it was impossible to join our chamber of commerce in this life, and he wanted to watch our chamber of commerce go bankrupt." Gudiniya said sarcastically.

"Then how did he get the invitation letter? Did he come uninvited?" Another questioned.

A small commotion spread through the crowd.

"This is the McGonagall who ruined my good things again and again?" Cyril also frowned and looked back at Mag. Devore is still locked up in Basti Prison because he is no longer under his control. , and all of this is because of this guy.

Mag touched Amy's hair, and the little guy really only had food in his eyes.

Looking down, Mag looked at the dark crowd below, raised his eyebrows, took Amy's little hand and walked down.

It seems that he still misunderstood the trendy clothing for banquets in this world. Generally, men wear luxurious long gowns, which are covered like a cylinder, and no matter what their body size, some look like a walking cylinder , as a distinction is a variety of colorful colors.

However, he had never seen any party in his previous life, so naturally he still held this kind of scene.

As for those unkind eyes looking at their father and daughter, he didn't take it to heart at all.

Before he came, he was mentally prepared. One of the rules of the Aden Chamber of Commerce was aimed at the half-races, and many of them had no goodwill towards the half-races.

It now appears that this inference is completely correct.

He came today, in addition to meeting Hill, the more important thing is to prepare to collide with this stubborn big guy.

As soon as Mag took Amy's hand and walked into the banquet hall, Cyril had already stepped forward, glanced at Amy, and then looked at Mag with some contempt, "Are you the owner of Mamy's restaurant?"

"Wow! Father, I want to eat that little biscuit!" Amy shook Mag's hand, pointing to the little biscuit on a waiter's plate and shouted happily.

"Meow!" Hearing the food, the ugly duckling yelled excitedly.

"Okay, I'll get it for you." Mag smiled dotingly, ignored Cyril, and waved at the waiter: "Waiter, give me a copy of that."

"Do you dare to ignore me?" Cyril's voice was a little cold. In Chaos City, few people dare to ignore him directly like this.

"You dare to murder my father, what kind of biscuit do you want?" Amy put her hands on her hips, looked at Cyril and said seriously.

The crowd around suddenly burst into laughter, and everyone was trying hard to control the smiles on their faces. The expression and tone of this little girl's speech were really funny, but she didn't want to offend Cyril because of it.

Many people's faces turned red.

Cyril's face was darkened, looking at Amy, he smiled angrily, and said coldly: "Oh, you half..."

"Seeing that you are not too young, do children have to grab a biscuit?" Mag took a small plate of biscuits from the waiter and handed them to Amy, interrupting Cyril's words.

"I..." Cyril was speechless for a moment.

"Just say what you want. If you don't say it, how will the waiter know what you want, but if you want to snatch it from a kid, I don't think it's good?" Mag continued.

"Big villain who snatches the biscuit, don't come here!" Amy hid the biscuit behind her, and looked at Cyril with a wary face, as if she was really guarding against him snatching the biscuit.

The laughter in the crowd was getting louder and louder, and the people who were still laughing just now couldn't help it anymore.

Cyril listened to the laughter, his face was ugly as if he had just eaten a fly, looked at Mag, and sneered: "When will pets and half-elves be allowed in the party of the Aden Chamber of Commerce? Besides, your restaurant is both You didn't join the Aden Chamber of Commerce, and you're not a high-quality development target, so why did you appear here? Your invitation letter is fake, right?"

The laughter in the crowd gradually died down, and people began to whisper.

Although the mid-year party of the Aden Chamber of Commerce is not a particularly serious party, under normal circumstances, only members of the chamber of commerce and their families, and some merchants who will become members of the chamber of commerce will be invited.

As Cyril said, it is indeed impossible to be invited on Mag's terms.

If his invitation letter is fake, then their father and daughter may be kicked out of the venue and become the biggest laughing stock today.

There was a smile on Cyril's face, and he looked at Mag with a sarcasm and said: "I don't know what your plan is, maybe you want to use this opportunity to enter the class you look up to, but, holding a fake You are not worthy of standing here with the invitation letter, guard, throw these two guys who came to eat!"

Several tall orc guards surrounded him from all sides, ready to attack.

"Father, are these guys here to grab my biscuits?" Amy hung the ugly duckling on her skirt, and already held the magic wand in one hand.

"For such a guy, he should be taught a profound lesson, so that no one will want to sneak in to eat and drink in the future." Gudinia smiled, the fat on his fat face trembled, and he felt a bad breath.

"Mr. McGonagall was invited by me, and I wrote the invitation letter myself." At this moment, a voice sounded from behind, and the crowd parted. Hill in a red dress came forward and smiled at Cyril. Said: "Don't you know that the four major families are eligible to invite others to the party? Oh, yes, you may not be eligible to know."

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