Other-Worldly Restaurant of A Stay-at-Home Dad

Under the attention of all the guests, Dracula's figure stopped abruptly in mid air and looked at Julian and Krasu, who were walking towards the restaurant. His face changed slightly. He jumped back and fell to the ground with a smile and said, "how can I, as a noble vampire, cut in the line? I don't think Dracula will do it, Julian and Krasu, Whatever you like, I'll go to the back line first. "

As soon as Dracula turned around, the smile on her face disappeared, and a few cold sweat on her forehead ran down her cheek. Although it was a shame for a level 9 vampire ancestor to admit counseling, it was obviously a wise choice to admit counseling in front of two level 10 magicians, who were also the God of fire and the Lord of frost.

"What's wrong with the world? It's a good thing that the team almost broke in. It's just in time. Otherwise, it's estimated that they'll be hanged and beaten. These two are all the cannibals. " Dracula sighed in his heart, and quickened his pace for fear that Julian and Crassus would stop him.

"Today, little Amy defeated a level 4 magician with melee magic in the challenge with mage tower. It turns out that melee magic is still far better than long attack magic." Krasu looked at Julian and said with some pride that he didn't care about Dracula.

"Level 4 magician!"

"Is the strength of the little boss so terrible?"

"Four year old level Four magician! This kind of talent is simply a peerless genius. Even Princess Elena didn't become a level 4 magician when she was four years old, did she

The guests at the door of the restaurant are in an uproar when they hear Krasu's words. They watch Amy sell cute every day. They subconsciously regard her as a harmless little guy. Now they suddenly hear that she has defeated the level 4 magician. They are so surprised that they don't know how to describe her.

Level 4, that's the intermediate magician. He can hold the position of team leader in the city master's mansion and the grey temple. He is a master who can make most people awe him.

"It seems that little Amy is the master hidden in the Maimi restaurant. That super fierce sentence is not cute at all. It's really super fierce!" Harrison sighed. It seems that little Amy can't be underestimated in the future.

"Yes, today Palmer went home and said that the little boss has become a little hero of chaos school. One person defeated two powerful magicians in the wizard tower and made the wizard tower admit defeat." Jergi nodded with a smile.

"Four year old level Four magician? It seems that the little girl is really a super genius. It's necessary to let the family know about this. Don't let the little girl who has two terrible masters get into trouble. " When Dracula heard the conversation, he woke up and thought to himself.

"It's just a level 4 magician. In a few days, even a level 5 magician just needs one move to solve in front of Amy's ice magic." Julian said, not angry at Krasu's words, but full of confidence.

How long has it been since Julian and Crassus accepted the apprentice? Amy's strength has improved so fast that I'm afraid it's going to break the records of the magician world. It's a girl who can make the Lord of frost and the God of fire rush to accept apprentices, even willing to put down a hundred years of grudges.

"At that time, the level 6 magician was already shivering under little Amy's wand." Krasu is also unwilling to be outdone and goes to the front of the sweet party.

"There's no doubt about that." Julian gave a cold smile and stood in the line of the salt party. The cold atmosphere and the hot atmosphere were competing against each other, which made the atmosphere of the two parties become tense again.

"Little elf?" When Dracula saw that Krasu and Julian didn't stare at him, he relaxed a lot. When he passed by bloom, he looked at him and muttered a little unexpectedly.

"It's rare to see a demon who claims to be noble." Bloom looked at Dracula and said with a little sarcasm.

"Little fellow, are you talking about me?" Dracula stopped, looked at Bloom raised his chin, looked at him with some arrogance, and said: "the noble blood of vampire, do you still need to boast? Among the demons, we only drink blood, behave nobly and gracefully, and abide by the gentleman's character

"Yes? I heard that there was a vampire who was forced to eat grass for several days by the fairy princess in the demon island. That must be the gentleman vampire who only drinks blood in your fairy clan, right Asked bloom, looking curiously at Dracula.

The guests nearby are all smiling. Although they don't know whether what bloom said is true or false, it's very amusing to think that a vampire is forced to eat grass.

"This little guy even knows such things!" Dracula raised her eyebrows and glared, but at this time, if she jumped out to admit it, she would have no face to come to the restaurant for dinner, so her face soon calmed down, coughed and said seriously: "how can this kind of thing happen? Even if it does happen, it can't be our vampires, let alone me."

"Is it?" Bloom looked at Dracula with some doubt. Why is this guy eager to draw a clear line between this matter and himself?

"Of course it is! We vampires have a strong self-esteem and personality. We can't eat grass. " Dracula said decidedly.

"What's the taste of bean curd?" Constantine asked suddenly.

"Nonsense, of course it's salty..." Dracula looked at the smiling faces of the crowd, and suddenly felt that the old face was suddenly lost. He glared at Constantine and said a lot. He turned around and walked towards the end of the team.

"That's a good question." Bloom looked at Constantine with some admiration, but he didn't expect that he could ask such a deep question and see a demon make a fool of himself, which made him feel happy.

"I'm flattered. I don't know how to call you brother?" Constantine looked at bloom and said with a smile. He was a little flustered by Dracula's glare, but he felt full of strength when he heard Bloom's praise.

"Bloom." Blull said plainly, turning away from Constantine.

"If you know the name, it's at least a kind of progress. Miss Shelley can't make any progress. Maybe you can find a breakthrough from her brother." Constantine's eyes brightened and he thought happily.

"Why don't you fight today?"

At this time, the door of the dining room creaked and opened a seam. A little guy came out with a cat in one hand and a small stool in the other. He looked at the people and asked strangely.