"Little Amy, is the barbecue good?"
"Mm-hmm, it's delicious, but it's still not as good as my father's barbecue," Amy said with a nod as she chewed on a lamb chop.
"That's true. Mr. Mak's cooking is indeed unrivaled." Crassus smiled as he looked at Amy with a doting expression.
"Master, are you happy about something?" Amy asked the smiling Crassus after finishing a lamb chop.
The smile on her master's face hadn't faltered since the end of the competition.
"Little Amy won eight matches in a row. Of course I'm happy about that." Crassus nodded with a smile. He enjoyed the envious gazes of his old friends, especially Richard's dark expression. It was even more satisfying than winning eight matches himself.
"Then I'll win eight more matches tomorrow to make you happy?" Amy mumbled as she took a bite of the lamb chop.
Crassus chuckled, "Sure, but there are only five matches left tomorrow. If little Amy can win all of them, then she'll be the champion."
He actually didn't expect Amy to win the championship. For a four-year-old child who had only studied magic for half a year, this was already an extremely heaven-defying achievement. It was enough to make her famous in the magic world.
Amy hadn't broken through to the 7th-tier yet, so she could rely on the explosive power of her melee magic and the ability to end battles quickly to save a lot of energy and magic power.
However, after entering the top 32, almost all of her opponents would be at the 7th-tier, and they would all be wary of Amy's melee magic, so the battles would become much more difficult.
Some of them were even at the pinnacle of the 7th-tier, and their magic power and battle experience far exceeded that of Amy's, so it would be very difficult for Amy to defeat them.
"Alright, then I'll win five matches." Amy nodded nonchalantly before continuing to gnaw on her bone.
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"Today's debate topic is: Which is more powerful, melee magic or long-range magic? Now, both sides of the debate, please get ready. Side one, please get ready … "
"Today's research topic is: What is the best age to practice magic?"
"Today's discussion: How to steal that cute magician."
Today's Magic Caster Tournament had attracted a lot of attention in the Magus Tower. Amy, who had won eight matches in a row and defeated Albin to enter the top thirty-two, had participated in the Magus Tournament at the age of four, and had won the title of the only disciple of Crassus and Julian. In the end, she defeated all her opponents and became the hot topic of many debate associations and research societies.
It had always been this way to take advantage of the situation.
Of course, there were also some strange things mixed in.
"This disciple of Crassus is indeed a rare genius. I'm afraid this Magic Caster Conference will be her personal show." Richard tapped his finger on the stone table with a gloomy expression.
Brent sat off to the side, and cast a surreptitious glance at Richard, not daring to say anything.
"Master, if I meet her tomorrow, I will make sure she is eliminated pathetically, and make them lose face," the tall and thin young man standing at the side said in a low voice.
"You winning against him is within everyone's expectations. If you lose, then the ones who will lose face will be us master and disciple." Richard glanced at him with a deep gaze.
"Yes." The young man's expression turned serious.
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Palace, Stargazing Tower.
"What do you think of this disciple of Crassus?" Andre asked calmly as he stood by the window.
"To be able to make Crassus and Julian put aside their old grudges and accept her as their disciple, this girl must be a rare genius. Watching her battle today, her melee skills are more exquisite and ingenious than Crassus', and she has an extraordinary talent in grasping the timing of a battle.
Being able to combine ice and fire into a new fighting style. I have never heard of such talent and ability. In time, she will definitely become one of the top powerhouses on the Norland Continent, "an old official behind Andre replied respectfully.
Andre's eyes lit up upon hearing that. After a while, he sighed, and said, "It's a pity that Crassus and Richard don't get along well, and have already left the Magus Tower. Julian has also never interacted with me. It won't be easy to make their disciple submit to the Roth Empire and work for me."
"Your Majesty, do you still remember the chef from Chaos City that you rewarded during your birthday banquet?" that official asked.
"I know him." Andre nodded. After Vanessa came back, she couldn't stop talking about Chaos City. Two of her sentences were about Mamy's, and one of them was about that chef.
"Crassus' disciple is his daughter. If Your Majesty can invite him to Rodu and reward him with a high position, then the Roth Empire will have another top powerhouse in the future," the old official said.
"But I had promised him the position of the deputy manager of the imperial kitchen that day, but he refused. With this person's character, I'm afraid it will be very difficult to invite him to Rodu." Andre frowned.
"Your Majesty, the deputy manager of the imperial kitchen is just a deputy position with no real power. His official rank is not high, and there are many things to do in the palace. He might not like it very much. If you can reward him with a noble title and land, and make him a noble, I'm afraid he won't be able to reject it, "the old official continued.
"That's a brilliant plan." Andre's eyes lit up, and he turned to look at that old official. "Draw up my decree. I want him to be a viscount, and ask him to come to Chaos City to receive his reward and go to his fief."
…
After the dinner service ended, Meg wasn't in a hurry to let everyone leave. Instead, he arranged the various arrangements for tomorrow's food banquet.
As a promotional event for the octopus tentacles, how to achieve the best drainage effect in a short day was the most important thing tomorrow.
"We won't set up seats tomorrow, so there's no need to serve the dishes and wash the plates. I only need two people to help me with the packing and the cashier. The rest of you will be in charge of selling the octopus tentacles. The small octopus tentacles are limited to one catty, the large octopus tentacles are limited to two strands per person, and the large octopus tentacles are limited to one strand per person." Meg looked at everyone who was listening to him attentively with their little booklets in their hands, and said, "Tomorrow, we won't rely on the octopus tentacles to make money. Instead, we'll let the customers have a taste of the fresh octopus tentacles and help the octopus tentacles shop attract customers."
Although they didn't quite understand why Meg suddenly wanted to open a shop that sold octopus, everyone still nodded in agreement.
"The purpose of opening Mamy's isn't actually to make money." Meg looked at everyone with a smile. "Actually, I'm not interested in money. I just want more people to be able to taste delicious food and feel the beauty of the world.
However, my power alone is ultimately limited, so I'll open up the recipe so that everyone can learn how to make octopus tentacles into delicious food. I'll let it appear on more tables and become a home-cooked dish that everyone can make and most people can afford to eat. This is the reason why I'm opening a seafood shop. "
The ladies looked at Meg with much brighter eyes.
He seemed to be glowing with idealism.
…
Hypocritical man …
A line of words quickly floated past Meg's mind.
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