Daddy Fantasy World Restaurant

“She’s your little sister?” Constantine looked at Blour with a surprised expression. He suddenly discovered that Blour’s facial features were indeed rather similar to Shirley’s. If they were brother and sister, then that would explain why he had disembarked from Shirley’s carriage.

“Yes.” Blour nodded in response. He didn’t really want to speak with Constantine.

“My name is Constantine. You look a lot like Madam Shirley.” Constantine gave Blour a smile. After learning that Blour was Shirley’s elder brother, his heart was put at ease. At the same time, he was thinking about how he could get closer to Blour as the latter could potentially play a role in his conquest of Shirley.

“Beautiful people all look alike,” Blour replied indifferently. He didn’t really like this guy, but seeing as he appeared to have an eye for beauty, he was a lot more tolerable.

“Indeed, there aren’t very many elves in this world as beautiful as Madam Shirley and yourself.” Constantine nodded with a genuine expression. For some reason, he was growing rather fond of Blour even though it was only their first meeting. Perhaps it was because he was related to Madam Shirley?

“There are so many people lining up this early; as expected, business is great for Boss Mag’s restaurant. I feel like it’s becoming increasingly more difficult to get a meal here.” A horse-drawn carriage stopped near the restaurant, and Vivian emerged with a disgruntled expression on her face.

“Mr. Mag’s food is worth lining up early for. I’m not surprised that business is so good for him.” Luna also emerged from the carriage with a smile on her face.

“Looks like our Teacher Luna has been won over by Boss Mag’s food. These are some danger signals I’m seeing.” Vivian chuckled.

“I know what I want, but you’d better make sure not to lose yourself over a grilled fish.” Luna turned to Vivian with a smile.

“I don’t even want children; how could I become someone’s stepmother? You don’t have to worry about that.” Vivian jumped down from the carriage with a nonchalant expression before turning to help Luna down as well.

“The mandarin harvest seems to be quite bountiful this year.” Luna looked at an old mandarin-selling farmer on the side of the road with a smile on her face.

Vivian looked at Luna and patted her on the shoulder as she said, “I’ll buy a few mandarins; don’t go anywhere.”

“There’s no need for that; we’re here for dinner...” Luna shook her head with a smile, but Vivian was already walking toward the old farmer, so she could only stand on the spot with a resigned expression. Vivian knew that mandarins were one of her favorite fruits.

“The mandarins look quite good, and the price was pretty low as well, so I bought a few extra; you can take some back with you.” Vivian soon returned with a small basket of mandarins. She was holding two mandarins in her hands, one of which she gave to Luna as she placed the basket in the horse-drawn carriage.

“Thank you.” Luna smiled as she looked at the mandarin in her hand.

The golden mandarin was about the size of an adult’s fist, and had smooth golden skin. One could tell just from looking at the mandarins that they were definitely freshly picked.

The skin gave way easily even under gentle pressure, revealing the orange flesh of the mandarin within, and the refreshing sweet and sour aroma of the mandarin wafted forth.

Luna gently bit down onto a section of the mandarin, which was semi-translucent, so light could pass through. She could clearly see the supple mandarin flesh within, and juice spilled into her mouth as she bit down, sending a sweet and sour flavor combination spilling into her mouth.

It was as if she had instantly been teleported into a mandarin forest. There were golden mandarins everywhere as far as the eye could see, and the autumnal feeling in the air struck one with a carefree feeling

“It’s delicious.” Luna turned to Vivian with a joyful smile on her face.

“Have some more, then. There’s plenty more where that one came from.” Vivian also smiled in response, but there was a sympathetic look in her eyes. Luna hailed from a well-off family, but she was living so frugally that she couldn’t even bear to spend money on mandarins. Why couldn’t she treat herself a little better?

Luna nodded as she placed another section of mandarin into her mouth, smiling with elation as she did so.

Vivian silently took the skin off the mandarin in her hand and placed it in Luna’s hand.

“I feel like I’m almost full already,” Luna said after finishing the two mandarins.

“That won’t do. I’m treating you to a massive feast tonight, you can’t just say you’re full after eating two mandarins.” Vivian furrowed her brows as she dragged Luna toward one of the long lines.

As the two of them joined one of the lines, Vivian caught sight of Blour, and whispered to Luna, “Look at that elf; he’s even more beautiful than most women!”

“He really is quite beautiful.” Luna was also stunned by Blour’s appearance. He had long golden hair and a set of extremely handsome features. For a male elf to be described as beautiful was a testament to his stunning appearance.

Blour turned around as if he had detected their gaze. His eyes rested on Vivian, and he noted that “he” was a rather handsome man, but “he” gave him a peculiar feeling for some reason. Blour felt as if something were amiss, but he couldn’t quite place his finger on it. Perhaps there was a mutual sense of appreciation between handsome men like them.

What does he want? Vivian looked straight back at Blour in a confrontational manner. There were countless handsome men in this world; she wasn’t just going to swoon at every single one of them.

Blour turned away upon seeing that. He didn’t want to waste time on inconsequential characters.

This bastard is ignoring me? Vivian raised an eyebrow. Being stared at was an uncomfortable feeling, but getting ignored pissed her off as well, and she was suddenly struck with an urge to hit someone.

“Whoosh_”

A gust of wind blew past, and a massive bat appeared in the air above the Aden Square. It arrived directly over Mamy Restaurant in the blink of an eye, upon which it transformed into a man in black. He looked down at the long line down below with furrowed brows before turning his attention to the front of the line. He smiled as he murmured to himself, “I’m a 9th-tier vampire, surely no one can stop me from jumping the line.”

“Are you sure you want to do that?” Urien was making his way slowly over to Mamy Restaurant, and he appraised Dracula with a calm expression as the latter attempted to land at the front of the line.

“You can try it.” A horse-drawn carriage stopped nearby, and Krassu emerged from within with a smile on his face.