Daddy Fantasy World Restaurant

Chapter 272: Wind Fire Wheels

“What did you learn?” Mag asked after he opened the door and let her in.

“It must be powerful, for Lord Krassu is powerful,” Yabemiya said with a smile as she walked out of the kitchen, holding a tray of food.

Sally was curious. Amy is very talented, just like Irina, and the latter has already become one of the most powerful magic casters on this continent.

“Master Krassu said it’s called Wind Fire Wheels. But, I haven’t mastered the spell yet.” Amy smiled.

Mag was surprised. “Wind Fire wheels?” Nezhahad Wind Fire Wheels. How did Krassu come up with this name?

Amy nodded, excited. “Yes. Let me show you, Father. It’s very interesting.”

“Okay.” Mag wanted to see if her Wind Fire Wheels were different from Nezha’s.

“You should back off a little just in case,” Amy warned. She then chanted the spell. “Wind Fire Wheels!”

Two flames appeared under her feet suddenly as if they were flamethrowers. Amy was floating in the air now, about a dozen centimeters from the floor.

Mag’s eyes went wide. How?! And she learned that in such a short time?! Talk about a genius! She will master this magic in no time.

“Impressive! Amy is flying!” Yabemiya exclaimed in astonishment.

So this is Krassu’s magic. Amazing! Sally thought, surprised. It’s very difficult to release a steady amount of magic power. That’s why there are only a few melee magic casters.

“Meow, meow!” Ugly Duckling was running around Amy excitedly. It didn’t get too close, though—because of the fire.

“I’m landing now,” Amy said after floating for about 30 seconds. The flames disappeared, and she landed on the floor. “How did I do, Father?” she asked.

“Your magic is absolutely stunning! And you learned that in such a short time. I’m so proud of you!” Mag said, and touched her hair. He was surprised at her progress. At this rate, she’ll be much stronger than me. Shame on me.

“Go wash your hands. Your lunch is ready—braised chicken and rice and tofu pudding,” said Mag.

Amy nodded. “Yes, Father.” She picked the kitten up, said hello to Yabemiya and Sally, and walked into the kitchen.

“I think I’ll eat after they come in, Father. This way, they’ll know how tasty braised chicken and rice is,” Amy said after washing her hands.

“Okay. Have a bowl of tofu pudding, then.” Mag put the kitten’s food on the floor. She enjoys teasing the customers by eating while they watch on empty bellies.

Amy nodded, and climbed into the chair. Then she looked down at Ugly Duckling, who was about to eat. “Do not eat too much. You gained weight again.”

The kitten nodded. “Meow, meow.” It started eating its sweet tofu pudding happily, already forgetting Amy’s words.

“Let’s eat,” Mag said to his two waitresses, and sat down to eat.

Yabemiya took a bite of roujiamo, and her tail came out again, wagging back and forth. She didn’t feel uncomfortable showing it anymore.

Sally was eating Yangzhou fried rice slowly. She didn’t eat braised chicken, perhaps because there was too much meat in it. Its price was another reason, of course. If she wanted to have braised chicken for lunch, she would have to eat a tofu pudding for breakfast and a tofu pudding for dinner.

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Outside the restaurant, the two lines had extended into the square. They were strangely quiet, though.

Yet, there was suffocating tension in the air.

Krassu didn’t understand.

“My lord, those savory tofu pudding guys gave the sweet tofu pudding one star; at this rate, it will never make it onto the list!” a young man said angrily behind Krassu.

“What?!” Krassu knew about the food competition, and he saw the magic screens on his way here.

“Then what did you do in return?” the old man asked.

“We returned the favor, and gave the savory tofu pudding one star,” answered the young man.

Krassu nodded. “Good.” He turned to Urien. “The savory tofu pudding deserves one star,” he sneered.

Urien gave a cold smile. “We’ll just have to wait and see who wins in the end.”

“Look, Lulu! So many people are waiting there. That’s definitely a good restaurant! Let’s go!” Xixi said, holding a green onion bing in her hand.

“But we’ve been eating the whole morning,” Lulu said, giving a wry smile. He was also holding several kinds of food.

“But I’m still hungry… Please…” she begged in a soft voice.

“All right. I’m also a little hungry. Let’s go.” Lulu looked at her with loving eyes, took her by the hand, and walked towards the restaurant.

1. A protection deity in Chinese folk religion.