Daddy Fantasy World Restaurant

The young knight sat on the horseback, looked down at Mag and asked, "Are you the owner of the restaurant, Mag?"

"Yes." McGonagall nodded. He was a little curious about what the king of the Ross Empire had in store for him, and even sent the king's personal guards to deliver it himself.

This knight looked twenty-five or sixteen years old, but he already had level six strength, so he was considered a young talent with good talent.

"It's the king's will, you should kneel down to welcome him." The young knight said in a deep voice.

"I'm not a citizen of the Ross Empire, and I'm in a city of chaos, why do I have to bow down?" McGonagall asked, unmoved.

"You..." The young knight's face turned cold, and he raised his whip in his hand. When he remembered the chief's advice, this chef was invited by His Majesty the King himself, and he must not be hurt. He put it down again, and said in a cold voice : "It is the king's decree that Mr. McGonagall, the owner of Mamy restaurant, is invited to Luodu to cook a palace banquet. The flying mount is ready and we will set off immediately."

He was a little puzzled, just a chef, why His Majesty the King took so much trouble to let him come, and specially sent flying mounts to welcome him.

However, he didn't like the chef's attitude. With his strength and status, let alone an ordinary chef, even the rich and powerful in Luodu City should be polite, but he dared to talk back to him like this.

However, being able to go to the palace of the Los Empire to cook a palace banquet for the king is an honor that many chefs dream of. This guy must change his attitude immediately and start kneeling and licking him.

"I'm sorry, I'm afraid I can't accept the king's order." Mag pointed to the small blackboard beside him, "Unfortunately, I just asked for leave for three days, and I have to open from tomorrow, otherwise my lovely guests will run away. gone."

"Huh?" The young knight was taken aback, looking at Mag, as if looking at a fool. Not only did this guy not kneel and lick him immediately, but he even rejected the king's invitation?

In this world, how could anyone reject the king? How could anyone dare to reject the king!

"What did you just say?" The young knight felt that he might have heard something wrong.

"Please go back, because I have to run the restaurant, I don't have time to go to the Ross Empire." Mag said calmly.

No time.

What a perfunctory reason, this guy actually used this reason to refuse the king's invitation? !

"Do you know what it means to refuse the king's invitation?" The young knight drew out the long sword from his waist,

Pointing at Mag, he said in a cold voice: "Now you have to worry about me, who is running away, not your idiot guests! You have two choices, follow me, or die."

"Young man, it's better to keep a low profile." Mag looked at the young knight with a complicated expression.

"Low-key?" The young knight chuckled and said proudly, "Since becoming the king's personal guard, a lowly person like you is only qualified to look up to me..."

"boom!"

A folding chair drew a beautiful parabola, and slapped the young knight on the horse's face fiercely.

The young knight was directly photographed on the ground from his horseback, a fiery red figure came from a distance, leaped high, stepped on the struggling knight who was trying to get up, and stretched out his hand to catch it firmly. Folding chair just dropped.

"It's not good for us to let our Burning Legion not eat the holy meat sandwiches." Sargeras looked at the young knight whose face was pressed to the ground with his feet, and said seriously.

The young knight only felt that half of his face was hit directly by a speeding carriage, half of his face was completely numb, and his whole head was dizzy.

And the powerful aura emanating from the demon that stepped on his face made him even more terrified, it was a terrifying force that could easily kill him.

"I told you, my guest is not normal to run wild, now you believe it." Mag looked at the young knight who was trampled by Sargeras, and sighed slightly, just the schadenfreude in his tone It makes people want to hit people.

"You devil, do you know who I am! I am the special envoy of the king of the Ross Empire. If you dare to bully me like this, the Ross Empire will definitely list you as a must-kill person, so let me go!" the young knight shouted angrily. With the backing of the Loth Empire and the King, he is fearless.

"Special envoy of the king?" Sargeras frowned. It would be troublesome if the Loth Empire targeted their Burning Legion. If so, this guy...

Sargeras' eyes turned cold, and he already had killing intent.

Seeing that Sargeras hesitated, the young knight thought he had heard that the Ross Empire was afraid, and said more proudly: "Hmph, you are a mere demon, how dare you disobey the king's order, let me go quickly, and then kneel to me obediently I beg for mercy, if I am happy, I might save your life."

Even Mag couldn't help but want to admire this big brother's deeds of death. This year's Ross Empire knights can't do it. How could there be such a guy with his eyes above the top? The illusion that he is the boss.

If it weren't for the worry that this guy might cause him some trouble if he died in Chaos City, he would have used a kitchen knife to open a ladle for him, and looked at what was inside.

Sargeras' expression turned cold, and he gripped the folding chair tightly, ready to send this outspoken fellow on his way.

"When can the people of the Ross Empire go to the city of chaos and threaten and bully the residents of the city of chaos at will?" At this moment, a majestic voice sounded, and a black carriage stopped at the entrance of Mamy's restaurant. Opening it, Roland walked out, looking coldly at the young knight who was trampled on the ground.

Sargeras glanced at the people in the carriage, put away the folding chair, retracted the foot that stepped on the young knight's face, and stepped aside.

Now that the masters of the Gray Temple are here, naturally there is nothing wrong with him.

The young knight only felt a terrifying coercion enveloped him, and a strong mental force was pressing on him. Although the demon had retracted his feet, he was still lying on the ground unable to move an inch. The strong sense of oppression made him almost unable to breathe.

"Roland, Lord of the Gray Temple!" The young knight was shocked. One of the actual masters of the chaotic city appeared here for a chef and shot him.

"Master Roland, I am ordered by the king to invite Mr. McGonagall, the owner of Mamy Restaurant, to Luodu Cooking Palace Banquet. I don't mean to offend, please forgive me." The young knight said quickly.

According to rumors from the outside world, the lord of Chaos City is generous and kind, but the master of Gray Temple is ruthless. If he takes action against him, his majesty the king will not say much.

"Mr. McGonagall, would you like to go?" Roland looked at Mag.

"The restaurant is busy, please let this warrior tell the king, I'm sorry I'm too weak to go." Mag said with a smile.

Roland put away the coercion, looked at the knight and said coldly: "You heard the words, now, you can get out."