Daddy Fantasy World Restaurant

She won’t notice if I place my order quietly, right? After a long hesitation, Dracula finally made up his mind. He ushered Yabemiya over before saying quietly, “I’ll get a savory tofu pudding and a braised chicken and rice.”

“Sure, please wait a moment.” Yabemiya nodded with a smile. She recalled that he was the vampire who had been exposed to be a grass-eater back during the conference between the dragons and the demons.

“Uncle Bat, did you order the savory tofu pudding? It’s a pity that our restaurant doesn’t sell grass.” Amy made her way over to Dracula with a smile on her face.

All of the nearby customers turned to look at Dracula with intrigued expressions. He had just vowed to never eat vegetables earlier, but tofu pudding was made from soybean, so it was technically a vegetable-based dish as well.

This little girl is the devil! She’s just like that elven princess; she’s even more terrifying than us demons! Dracula stared at Amy. For some reason, her smile really reminded him of another smile, one that still sent chills running down his spine on remembering it to this very day.

“There’s some dried prawn in the tofu pudding. That’s what I’m trying to eat. Of course, as a gentleman, it would simply be unbecoming of me to waste food, so I guess I’ll have to eat the entire dish,” Dracula responded with a serious expression.

“A vegetarian vampire; how rare.” Blour turned to Blour with a hint of a smile on his face.

“What do you have against me? I don’t think I’ve met you before this?” Dracula turned to Blour with a perplexed expression. Even as a gentleman, he was still a vampire first and foremost, and as such, he had his own dignity and temper.

All of the customers turned to Blour with a hint of concern in their eyes. They were laughing with him as he insulted Dracula, but none of them dared to directly insult the powerful vampire. After all, he dared to blatantly fly over Chaos City in broad daylight, thereby indicating that he was at least an 8th-tier powerful being.

He appears to be a 7th-tier magic caster, while Dracula is a 9th-tier vampire. If an altercation arises between the two of them, he has no chance of winning. Sally was also looking at Blour with a concerned expression. She didn’t know Blour, but she didn’t want to see him being hurt by a demon.

“Does an elf need a reason to hate a demon?” Blour appraised Dracula with a mocking smile as he continued, “During the war among species, you demons joined forces with the orcs to invade the Wind Forest, slaughtering countless of my elven brethren. Some things can fade with time, but in the hearts of some people, some things can never be forgotten.”

“Very good. I accept this reason; you may treat me with whatever attitude you like.” Dracula looked at Blour with a hint of surprise before nodding in response.

Some things will never be forgotten? Sally looked at Blour with a thoughtful expression on her face. She knew a bit about the war among species. In the initial phases of the war, the elves were almost driven to extinction. Only under the guidance of the queen did they manage to ward off the combined attacks from the demons and the orcs. After over a century, the Wind Forest had finally recovered to its former state.

Something like that will never happen again. The elven race is more powerful than it has ever been, Sally thought to herself. With the powerful elven army, the elven race could stand against any race without worrying about the Wind Forest being breached again.

In that case, it’s quite possible that he comes from the Wind Forest. I wonder if he recognizes me, and if he does, will he spread word about where I am? Sally was getting quite anxious as she looked at Blour.

“You are indeed a gentleman.” Blour looked at Dracula for a while longer before nodding and turning away.

“Of course I’m a gentleman. I’m the most gentlemanly vampire in this world.” Dracula nodded with a content expression.

“You’re so cool, Uncle Bat,” Amy praised with a smile.

“I enjoy hearing honest praise like that, little girl.” Dracula turned to Amy and nodded with satisfaction.

“But you’re still miles away from my father’s level.” Amy chuckled.

“So, am I still supposed to be happy?” Dracula’s expression was a little strained. This little girl never seemed to play by the rules.

“I think you should be.” Amy nodded.

“Alright, then I’m very happy.” Dracula took a wary glance at Krassu and Urien as he forced a smile onto his face.

The dishes began to arrive one after another, and the customers became immersed in their meals. Constantine was still trying to find conversation topics, but Blour was just too haughty and aloof, just like Shirley. He simply treated Constantine as if he didn’t exist, making it very difficult to strike up a conversation.

Blour finished his meal in silence. The delicious cuisine struck him with an incomparable sense of enjoyment, and even though it was his second time dining at the restaurant, he was still stunned by its amazing dishes.

Blour put down his spoon and looked down at his spotless plate. He then raised his hand, and said, “I’m ready for the bill.”

“Allow me; it’ll be my treat today.” Constantine hurriedly stuffed the remaining half of his roujiamo into his mouth before pulling out his wallet.

“I’m Blour Baibilly.” Blour rose to his feet and offered a dragon coin to Sally.

Sally’s hand suddenly stiffened in mid-air as she was about to accept the coin. Her pupils expanded drastically as she stared at Blour, and the water element in the air around her became very volatile as if they were going to implode.

“Don’t worry, I’m not here to fight you. If you don’t mind, I’d like to speak to you after the close of business tonight.” Blour looked at Sally with a calm expression.

Sally looked at Blour cautiously, and hesitated momentarily before the faint blue light covering her hands faded. The water element around her also settled down as she accepted Blour’s dragon coin and handed him a gold coin in return. She nodded, and said, “Alright.”

“I’ll wait for you, then.” Blour turned and made his way out of the restaurant.

“I... You... I’m also ready for the bill.” Constantine looked on with a dumbstruck expression, clearly unable to comprehend what had just happened. Blour was inquiring him about Aisha earlier, but he suddenly seemed to be very familiar with her. However, he didn’t have any time to ponder this further, and hurriedly paid his bill before rushing out of the restaurant.

Looks like he really is from the Wind Forest. I wonder if Sally will leave with him. Mag looked at Sally from the kitchen with a hint of concern on his face.