We had so much fun today. We ate so much good food, and even rode horses. It was so fun! "Anna swung Shirley's hand with a smile on her little face.
"Yes, it was an interesting day." Shirley looked down at Anna with a smile on her face.
"Big Sister Shirley, you look so pretty when you smile," Anna said seriously as she looked at her smiling face.
Ever since she came back, there was always a hint of sadness in her eyes. Even Anna had never seen her smile.
Shirley was slightly taken aback. She suddenly realized that the negative energy that she had unknowingly given off after returning to Chaos City must have affected Anna. She looked at Anna, and apologetically said, "I'm sorry, Anna."
Anna shook her head with a smile, and gently said, "It's alright. I just hope that Big Sister can smile more, just like just now."
"Mm-hmm, I will." Shirley nodded with a smile. The haze that had accumulated in her heart during this period seemed to have been swept away by Anna's smile.
Perhaps hatred could not be forgotten, but if it took over one's life, that would probably be the most unfortunate thing.
…
"Woah …"
"Look, Big Sister. I know how to turn over the evil dragon …"
The two giant dragons, one gold and one silver, were flying in the sky. Mia's happy laughter came from the front.
"This is the most useless skill in a battle. Instead, it will expose your weakness to the opponent," Elizabeth commented coldly.
"Oh." Mia immediately adjusted her flying posture, and followed beside Elizabeth. Then, she asked expectantly, "Then, when can I start learning combat skills? Just like how you can summon a hailstorm with a flap of your wings, can I do the same? "
"No, you can't." Elizabeth shook her head.
"What about the Frost Spell?"
"That won't work either."
"Alright …" Mia was instantly discouraged. She dejectedly said, "Seems like my talent is really bad …"
"This is not a matter of talent." Elizabeth suddenly sped up, and then turned around to face Yabemiya. She looked into her eyes, and said, "You are Rankster's daughter. You have a pure bloodline and extraordinary talent."
"Then why can't I cultivate?" Mia was puzzled.
"You inherited the bloodline of the Golden Giant Dragon. The cultivation method of the Frost Giant Dragon tribe is not suitable for you, so you can't cultivate the Frost Technique. However, you can cultivate the Giant Strength Technique of the Golden Giant Dragon tribe and become the king of the power to rule the sky." Elizabeth shook her head slightly and said, "So, if you want to become stronger, you have to accept the help of the Golden Dragon Tribe."
"But … Am I not a frost dragon? Father is a frost dragon, and so are you … "Yabemiya was a little conflicted.
"Our grandmother was a Golden Dragon. Perhaps that's why you've inherited the Golden Dragon's bloodline, and it's the purest royal bloodline," Elizabeth said.
"So, what the Golden Dragons said last time was true? If I want to learn powerful abilities, do I have to go to Golden Dragon Island? " Yabemiya frowned. She wanted to become stronger to protect her sister and everyone in the restaurant, but she couldn't bear to leave them.
"That's not something I can decide." Elizabeth shook her head slightly. The relationship between the Frost Giant Dragon tribe and the Golden Giant Dragon tribe could not be said to be harmonious. A few hundred years ago, they even went to war because of their grandfather and grandmother.
…
Rodu, Magus Tower.
"President, the preparations for the Magic Caster Conference are almost done. The invitations have also been sent out. This will be a more exciting and powerful Magic Caster Conference than the previous ones." Brent was looking at Richard with an excited expression. The triennial Magic Caster Convention was the most important event for the Magus Tower, and the fact that the president had entrusted this task to him was a clear indication of the importance he held in the president's heart. As such, he naturally had to do his best.
Richard looked up at Brent and asked, "Are you sure the Crassus will be there?"
Although he hated that fellow very much, when he entered the palace today, His Majesty even asked him if Crassus would be there. Since he had already agreed, then he had to ensure that Crassus would appear at the Magic Caster Conference.
"I'm sure he'll come. He's a very prideful old man. He registered his disciple, and she's not even a member of the juvenile division. Let's see how he's going to deal with this." Brent's smile was tinged with a hint of schadenfreude.
"Isn't his disciple only four years old?" Richard said with a frown. He had seen that little fellow with his own eyes previously. Although he was much stronger than ordinary four-year-old little fellows, if he were to participate in the official competition, he would only be tortured.
"Exactly. He's asking for it. This time, he will definitely ruin both his and Julian's reputation." Brent nodded with a smile.
"Interesting." Richard also smiled. Since there was no chance for him to defeat Crassus, it seemed to be a good thing if his disciple could defeat Crassus' disciple.
…
Meg boiled a pot of mutton soup in a big pot before bathing. After it boiled, he stewed it over a small fire before going upstairs to bathe and sleep.
This mutton soup had to be stewed for a night before it was just right.
Moreover, if he only sold it in the morning, the fresh taste would not be as good in the afternoon.
In order to appease the customers' stomachs, Meg decided to release the mutton soup tomorrow morning.
After bathing, Meg lay on the bed, and excitedly opened the mutton kebab experience bag in his mind.
After the practice at night, Meg admitted that he was still one experience bag away from becoming an excellent mutton kebab chef.
A huge amount of information flowed into his mind instantly. An excellent mutton kebab, from choosing the mutton, the bamboo skewers, how to cut the mutton, marinating it … There were many processes, and every step was not as simple as one would think.
The simple and crude grilling method on the grassland was not suitable for every situation. After all, not everyone could experience the feeling of sitting under the blue sky and eating authentic grilled mutton skewers with the fragrance of the grass blowing in the wind.
Mag kicked open the door to the test field for the God of Cookery, and strode in without any hesitation. If I were to release two new dishes a day, they wouldn't have anything to say, right?
…
"Father, you have to believe me. There isn't a single chef in Chaos City who knows how to make mutton. We just have to open a mutton restaurant in the Aden Square, and we'll definitely make a lot of money," a young orc with a big wok on his back said to the tall orc walking beside him.
"Chaos City is the place where all the races meet. There are many crouching tigers and hidden dragons. It is not as simple as you think." The tall orc smiled and shook his head. He looked at the shops around the square. There weren't many restaurants that were open early in the morning. Along the way, he saw some shops that sold pancakes. Most of the restaurants also sold beef and pork. He didn't see any mutton restaurants.
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