The crowd parted to reveal a lavish unicorn carriage, and a young man in a set of lavish purplish-blue robes stood atop the carriage with a cold expression on his face.
"It's His Highness!"
Someone in the crowd exclaimed in surprise, and a small commotion ensued.
"Judging from what His Highness just said, that robed man is a spatial magic caster, and the owner of that roast meat stall is going to cook for the king tomorrow!"
"In that case, the roast meat we ate today was cooked by a chef who's going to cook for the king! I can brag about this for an entire year! "
"Only a year? I can brag about this for the rest of my life! "
However, everyone was more focused on Josh's words, which had completely stunned everyone present.
"This … This …" Sinclair stared at Meg with wide eyes, and he was at a complete loss for words.
This feeling was akin to living in a slum, only to have someone suddenly come over and ask to stay in your house for a night, only to wake up the next day and tell you that he's actually the king.
For a chef, being able to cook for the king in the palace was akin to being a king among chefs.
And such a thing actually happened to him.
What a miraculous day.
Hearing that voice, Ike's face instantly paled. His legs trembled, and he fell to his knees uncontrollably.
Ike looked at the calm and collected Mag, and he was still unable to believe that this man was going to enter the palace to cook for the king. If his culinary skills were so exceptional, and he had such a lofty status, why would he set up a stall in front of his rotisserie with those lowly commoners for the sake of a mere notice?
"This is simply bullying!"
Ike was on the verge of tears, and a sense of horror welled up in his heart as he looked at Josh, who had disembarked from the carriage and was making his way toward the roast meat shop.
A great magic caster and a chef who was going to cook for the king; no matter how he thought about it, those two were far more prestigious than him. No matter how he thought about it, he couldn't think of a way to extricate himself from this situation.
"Why is he here?" Meg looked at Joshua, who had alighted from the carriage and was nodding at the commoners with a smile on his face. Then, he anxiously looked in Irina's direction. Irina, who was originally standing beside Amy, was nowhere to be seen. Meg felt slightly relieved.
Although he didn't know if Irina had already guessed his and Amy's identities, judging from her behavior, she probably didn't trust Joshua too much. According to the information he had read, Irina and Joshua used to have a good friendship.
"Josh, what did you do behind my back? If you really did have something to do with what happened back then, I'll kill you with my own hands!" Irina murmured to herself as she stood by the window of a secluded private room.
Meg withdrew his gaze and looked at Meg again, then at Ike, who was trembling uncontrollably on the ground. From the looks of it, this rotisserie most likely had something to do with Josh. Could it be that the real owner of this famous rotisserie was actually the second prince?
"Your Highness …" Ike's voice was trembling slightly as he lay on the ground, and he didn't dare to raise his head.
"Principal Novan, I didn't think that you'd already come to Rodu. I was going to ask you some questions about magic when you arrived, but I didn't think that I would meet you here." Josh ignored Ike's words and made his way over to Novan before extending a student's salute. He then turned to Ike with a cold expression, and said, "This insolent commoner has no respect for his superiors. I'm going to kick him out of Rodu today and make sure he never returns!"
Ike's expression changed drastically, and he kowtowed as he begged, "Your Highness … Please forgive me, Your Highness …"
"You're far too kind, Your Highness. This owner is a bully, and he's not a bad person. If he's willing to repent, he wouldn't have been kicked out of Rodu. If he were to be kicked out of Rodu, then his entire family would have to go into exile with him. That's not a good idea. " Novan looked at Ike with a benevolent expression, and shook his head as he said, "Mr. Mak set up a stall outside this rotisserie for five hours just to change that notice. If Your Highness can get rid of all of the notices on this street, then you'll be able to win the hearts of the people."
"You're a benevolent teacher, Principal Novan, but Mr. Meg has been humiliated by this bastard. How do you want to deal with him?" Josh nodded before turning to Meg.
A hint of elation had just appeared in Ike's eyes, but it was immediately replaced by despair. He was in complete despair just as much as he had just been.
"That bastard really is annoying." Meg picked up a chair from the side before slamming it directly into Ike's face, creating a dull thump. The chair cracked a few times, and he tossed it aside before turning to Josh with a smile as he said, "But at least I've vented some of my frustrations. Just as Principal Novan said, if Your Highness can get rid of all of the notices on this street, then it'll naturally be more effective than if I were to tear down a restaurant's notice."
That chair smack really did feel good!
Meg's fingers twitched, and he suddenly felt a sense of relief.
Ike, who was lying on the ground dizzily, suddenly had his eyes lit up. Hope was rekindled in his despairing heart. Although his face was still burning with pain, he was still elated.
Josh glanced at the cracked chair with a smile, and said, "Mr. Mag, you're a very benevolent person. In that case, I'll make the decision to remove all of the restrictions placed on customers by all of the restaurants on the food street. There will no longer be any aristocratic restaurants."
"You're the best, Your Highness!"
The crowd immediately erupted into raucous cheers.
This was a victory for the commoners!
A smile also appeared on Josh's face. It didn't take him much effort, but he had garnered even more support from the commoners.
"As for that bastard, he doesn't deserve to be a chef. Even if we don't kick him out of Rodu, from today onward, he doesn't deserve to be a chef in any restaurant," Josh said with a cold expression.
"Thank you for your kindness, Your Highness, thank you …" Ike kowtowed. It was already extremely fortunate for him to be able to stay in Rodu.
"I only went to the washroom, and it's already quite lively here. Looks like our second prince has done something to be praised again." Right at this moment, a mocking voice sounded as Crassus made his way over to Novan with Amy in tow. He turned to Novan with a smile, and said, "You're here too? Let's go have a drink later?"
"Master Crassus." Josh extended a respectful salute before turning to Amy with a surprised smile, and said, "So Mr. Meg's daughter is Master Crassus' new disciple."
"Your acting is a little clumsy, but I'll make do with it. If there's nothing else, I'm going to go have a drink with Mr. Mak and the others with my obedient disciple." Crassus waved a hand as he prepared to leave.
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