Master Rôme chatted merrily with Michael's family, and the dishes were soon served. Everyone chatted as they ate, and the atmosphere gradually became more relaxed.
Just as Michael had said, it was just a family dinner, and they only talked about some interesting things. They didn't mention anything about recruitment.
Meanwhile, Dicus and Rôme's two disciples sat at the table next to them, and ate quietly.
Joss and Joey weren't surprised that their master could chat so casually with the city lord of Chaos City. After all, the people lining up outside the forging workshop in the past were all powerful powerhouses from various races.
"Mr. Mak is indeed the number one chef in Chaos City. Regardless of whether it's the tofu pudding or the grilled fish, the taste is amazing and mesmerizing," Monica exclaimed. This was her first time eating at Mamy's, and she had only heard Vivian's praises in the past. Today, she realized that there was no falsehood in her words.
"Hehe, I didn't lie to you, right? I'll bring you along next time," Vivian said smugly as if she had just shown off something amazing.
"You're trying to trick me into paying for you again, aren't you?" Monica chuckled.
"Of course not …" Vivian put a piece of grilled fish into her mouth, and pretended not to know anything.
"Speaking of which, the weapon rankings haven't changed for many years. I wonder when Master Rôme is going to update it?" Michael looked at Rôme with a smile.
The Norland Continent weapon rankings had been around for 100 years, and recorded the top weapons on the Norland Continent. It had always been determined by the Blacksmith's Association, and was originally a very stable ranking. After all, legendary weapons weren't that easy to forge.
However, Master Rôme was the biggest variable on this ranking. Every time he forged a new weapon, the ranking would change, and even shake the positions of the top 10 weapons.
However, it had been five or six years since Master Rôme last forged a new weapon, and there were still many people lining up outside the forging workshop. However, no one had heard of him promising to forge a weapon for anyone, so there were some rumors.
Some people said that Master Rôme had run out of ideas, and couldn't forge a better weapon anymore.
Some people said that Master Rôme was too old to swing a hammer.
Some people even said that Master Rôme had a bad memory and would not forge new weapons.
There were many rumors, but none of them had been confirmed, which made people curious.
Michael had met Master Rôme more than twenty years ago. When he saw him again today, Master Rôme seemed to be older, but he seemed to be in good spirits. His hands and feet were nimble, and he did not seem to be unable to wield the hammer, nor did he seem to have a bad memory.
As for talent …
If a Rôme master was not talented, then there would be no talented blacksmiths in the world.
Therefore, Michael was only curious about when Master Rôme was going to create his next weapon. He had no doubt that Master Rôme's next weapon would be able to enter the weapons ranking list.
"I haven't thought about it yet. Maybe I will, maybe I won't. It depends on fate. A good weapon has to meet the right person." Rôme shook his head with a smile.
"Fate is wonderful." Michael also smiled. He did not think that Rôme was pretentious.
The Tian Du sword was not made by Master Rôme for Meg Alex. This sword had been passed down in the Alex family for more than two hundred years. However, Meg Alex had defeated countless strong enemies with this sword. He had slain dragons in the sky and killed demons in the sea. This sword had risen from the top hundred to the third place on the weapons ranking list.
No matter how good a weapon was, if it was not worthy of its owner, it would only become a piece of art.
"Master, do I look like the fated person?" Vivian put down her chopsticks and looked at Rôme expectantly.
"Miss Vivian, you don't even need to use a kitchen knife. Even if you are fated, you won't be able to use it." Rôme smiled.
"Well, it seems that I'm not fated enough." Vivian shrugged. She was not disappointed. After all, she could not wield a sword or a kitchen knife.
Dicus went out for a while, and soon returned. He whispered something into Michael's ear.
Michael nodded slightly. He looked at Rôme with a smile, and said, "Master Rôme, I invited you to a family banquet today, but I have to trouble you with something."
"Please go ahead, Lord." Rôme nodded slightly.
"The person who offended you today is Geoffrey Moreton's second son. The Moreton Family is one of the four major families in Chaos City. As the president of the Aden Chamber of Commerce, Geoffrey has contributed a lot to the development of Chaos City. I know that his son likes to stir up trouble, and he should be taught a lesson for offending you. However, you also know that those fans will do anything to please you. Hence, I hope you can forgive him here. As for teaching him a lesson, I'll leave it to his father. Is that okay? "Michael asked with a smile.
"Oh, I see. Since you believe that his father can teach him a lesson, I won't fight to teach his son a lesson for someone else." Rôme nodded. He turned to Joss, who was sitting at the side, and said, "Go to the new workshop and tell them what I said. Then, this matter will be settled."
"Yes." Joss took a roujiamo, and quickly walked out of the door.
"Thank you." Michael cupped his hands.
"It's nothing." Rôme shook his head with a smile. He picked up a piece of steamed fish head with diced hot red peppers, and put it in his bowl.
…
"Miss, the news just came from the manor. Cyril has been removed from all his positions, and all his properties have been taken back." Mars walked quickly into the office, and said to Gloria, who was reading the account book seriously.
Gloria's eyes lit up. She put down the account book in her hand, and looked at Mars. "Is he still qualified as the successor?"
"He didn't mention it." Mars shook his head. "However, since Master has dealt with it this way, it seems that he can no longer tolerate Cyril's behavior. It's a good thing for you."
"Cyril brought this upon himself. We just need to do our own things. Everything else will be decided by Grandpa." Gloria picked up the account book again and continued reading.
Mars looked at Gloria with admiration, and quietly left the room.
…
"What are you looking at?" Camilla leaned against the wall and looked at Angela, who was peeking out a little wretchedly. There was a bit of examination and probing in her eyes.
"Nothing, I'm just casually looking at this busy restaurant. The work seems to be busier than I thought." Angela looked away from Irina without leaving a trace, and said calmly.
"Is that so?" Angela looked at her with a faint smile.
"Then what are you looking at, Sister Camilla?" Angela leaned forward slightly and looked at Camilla with a smile. Her slender phoenix eyes were already slightly narrowed.
"I'm not a woman you can seduce. You don't have to try this on me." Camilla curled her lips and said with a bit of contempt.
"Sorry, it's an occupational disease." Angela looked away and shrugged apologetically. She was a little puzzled. "However, with Countess Bartoli's reputation and strength, why would she be a waitress in charge of cutting ingredients at Mamy's? Could it be that you've taken a fancy to the boss … "
"I must be blind to have taken a fancy to him." Camilla rolled her eyes and looked at Angela. "I don't understand. With your talent and strength, you should be able to become the Heavenly Maiden of the Succubus Clan. There should be a lot of things you have to do. Why would you come here to be a waitress? Could it be that you've taken a fancy to the boss? "
"I must be blind to have taken a fancy to him." Angela also rolled her eyes.
The two looked at each other and saw a trace of inexplicable light in each other's eyes.
It was the same kind of aura.
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