Ricky finally squeezed his way to the front of the line, and his entire body was trembling with rage at the sight of the leave slip hanging on the door.
He had finally woken up early this morning to deliver the letter of challenge, but he didn't expect to receive a leave of absence. Therefore, the first thought that came to his mind was that Mag didn't dare to accept the challenge, and found an excuse to close his shop and lie low.
He had absolute confidence in his roast meat. His rotisserie had been passed down for three generations in his family, and it was a well-known brand in Chaos City. Even if there weren't any rigged votes, his rotisserie would still be able to make it into the top 50 on the Aden Square food competition rankings board.
Furthermore, he had come to Mamy's with such confidence, and he had prepared a trump card specifically to deal with Meg. However, he didn't think that his opponent would disappear before he could even unleash his fist. This was driving him crazy.
"Isn't that the owner of Ricky's Rotisserie? I remember that during the Aden Square food competition last month, he was constantly targeting Mamy's and accusing Mr. Mak of rigging the rankings board. In the end, the Catering Association announced that Ricky's Rotisserie was the one that rigged the rankings board, and he was blacklisted by the Aden Square food competition rankings board. What's he doing here today? "Harrison recognized Ricky with a perplexed look on his face.
Many customers also turned to Ricky in unison upon hearing that. They were all wondering why this owner of Mamy's would dare to come here. Was he here to cause trouble again?
"I'm here today to challenge the owner of this restaurant. I want to have a fair cooking competition with him and see who's the king of roast meat in the Aden Square!" Ricky's face flushed red when he sensed the gazes and whispers directed at him. He raised his right hand high and said loudly, "Let's go!"
"Ricky's Rotisserie! Ricky's Rotisserie! " The employee yelled with his hand raised high into the air, echoing Ricky's declaration of challenge in a rather feeble manner.
"Mamy's doesn't sell roast meat, does it? Mr. Mak might not be an expert in roast meat, and he's never claimed to be the king of roast meat. Is there something wrong with this guy's head? "
"Yeah, isn't it too shameless to challenge Mr. Mak with a dish that he's best at?"
"That's not necessarily true. Mr Mak is a genius. I think there's nothing in this world that he can't cook. Even if it's barbecued meat, Mr Mak's cooking will definitely be the best!"
The guests looked at Ricky and began to discuss among themselves. Some looked down on him, while others were full of confidence in Meg.
"Hmph! I'll be back at noon today. I'd like to see how long that coward is going to hide, and whether he dares to accept my challenge! " Ricky harrumphed coldly before taking a disdainful glance at the customers at the entrance of the restaurant before slowly strolling away.
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At this moment, Meg had just emerged from the guild hall with Amy and Ugly Duckling. He was holding a map, and after examining it carefully for a while, he pulled out his bicycle from an alley and rode toward the southern city gate with the two little ones.
He had obtained a map of the area where Ironhide Bulls often roamed. However, compared to the copper boar from last time, Ironhide Bulls were clearly more mischievous. As such, he would have to venture deeper into the forest to find them.
Even though it was a little troublesome, Mag was still willing to give it a try in the face of the temptation of the strength point and mooncake recipe.
After exiting the city, Meg stowed his bicycle away. The road in the northern part of the city had been created by the mercenaries, so it was full of bumps and hollows, making it unsuitable for bicycles. Meg wanted to get an off-road bicycle from the system, but after hearing the system's exorbitant price, he decided to go with the most environmentally friendly method of travel — walking.
The mercenaries poured out of the city gate. There were forest trolls over five meters tall, and their legs were as thick as tree trunks. There were abyssal demons riding on porcupine battle boars. There were goblins in neat formations, and giant dragons glided across the sky as they made their way into the wilderness.
Amy sat on Meg's shoulder and looked at the group with excitement in her eyes as she asked, "Father, are we mercenaries as well?"
"That's right. We went to the Mercenary Guild to accept a mission, so of course we're mercenaries as well." Meg nodded with a smile. His heart rate had accelerated slightly, and he felt as if a sense of wildness was growing in his heart.
A knight rode past Meg on a horse, and said in a loud voice, "Hey, mercenaries don't take little girls into the wilderness."
His words immediately drew raucous laughter from the surrounding mercenaries, and many of them turned to Meg. They were all curious as to why a man who didn't even have a horse would take a little half-elf girl into the wilderness.
Furthermore, aside from the strange backpack on his back, there was only a strange-looking saber hanging from his waist. He didn't look like a professional mercenary at all. Instead, he looked more like a father taking his daughter out for an autumn outing.
Meg paid no heed to the mocking gazes directed at him by the mercenaries. That was just how mercenaries were. How could they know that his backpack was filled with all types of spices and tools that could be used to enjoy the most delicious food in the wilderness? Furthermore, the saber hanging from his waist was the most powerful and lethal weapon against Ironhide Bulls — the Bull-Slaying Saber.
"My father is the most powerful mercenary in the world! He's the most powerful knight! "Meg didn't care, but Amy wasn't having any of it.
All of the mercenaries burst into laughter at the sight of the serious expression on Amy's little face.
"Hey, where are you guys going?" Right at this moment, a large open horse-drawn carriage pulled by three unicorns stopped beside Meg, and a woman stood on the shaft of the carriage as she looked at Meg with a question.
Meg turned to discover a beautiful woman with a head of long red hair. The morning sun cast a pink hue over her wheat-colored skin, and her red and black leather armor was unable to conceal her voluptuous breasts. Her leather shorts that were almost all the way down to her thighs further accentuated her toned and slender legs. She had a folding boomerang that was over a meter in length strapped behind her back, and she was appraising Meg and Amy with a curious expression in her beautiful brown eyes, as if she were a wild cheetah.
There were seven mercenaries sitting behind her horse-drawn carriage, among which were an orc, a demon, a human, and even an elf. This was clearly a small mercenary group.
A huntress! That was the first thought that flashed through Meg's mind. However, in contrast with the mocking mercenaries, Meg didn't see any disdain in her eyes. He hesitated momentarily before replying, "We're going to the Illusionary Mist Valley."
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