Daddy Fantasy World Restaurant Chapter 481

Chapter 481
Blour (Shirley), elf, male, 25 years old, 7th-tier magic caster.
The information on the screen was quite brief, but the “male” gender assessment made Mag immediately do a double take.
“Please don’t doubt the professionalism of the system. The omniscient door is the newest technological masterpiece created by the system. It is connected to the information network of the entire Norland Continent, thereby allowing it to accurately identify each and every customer that enters the restaurant,” the system gave a serious reply. It then continued, “But if you still doubt the results yielded by the door, then you can request for a manual check, and the system will verify the subject’s identity again.”
“Alright, go ahead.” Mag was not convinced. He had seen countless women in his two lifetimes, so how could he possibly mistake a man for a woman?
“Ding! Verification complete, Blour (Shirley), elf, male, 25 years old, 7th-tier magic caster.”
“Ding! The manual check incurs a fee of one gold coin, which has been successfully deducted. Please use the manual checking service again soon.”
“What?! You charge for this? Why didn’t you say so earlier?” Mag raised an eyebrow in surprise.
“You never asked. Why would I offer a free service like this?” the system replied innocently as an infuriating emoji of a large resigned expression with hands splayed open hovered through his mind.
“There are even free customer service hotlines, so why can’t you offer free service here? Also, don’t send me emojis!” Mag rolled his eyes. The system was getting more and more absurd.
“Please don’t compare me to those unintelligent customer service hotlines. They will fail to answer 80% of questions posed to them, whereas I have only ever been reported by one person,” the system gave a stern response.
“Heh, and I’m the only person with access to you, so you’re getting reported by 100% of your customers.” A peculiar expression appeared on Mag’s face as he continued, “By the way, why is the information the same as last time? You didn’t just copy and paste the earlier results, did you?”
“Please don’t insult the system with such scathing queries; the system will never do something like that!!” A stern angry emoji hovered through Mag’s mind as it continued, “These are the results derived from a second scan conducted by the omniscient door.”
“This is the so-called manual service that cost me a gold coin? This is fraud! It should be illegal! The omniscient door is my property, and if there’s something wrong with it, what’s the point in having it run another scan?” Mag was a little angry. He was wondering where the system had gotten those emojis from.
“Of course there’s a purpose in running another check. Normally, the omniscient door’s scanning process is automatic, whereas I had to run a manual check just then; that’s premium service. Just accept the reality: this is a male elf. This is why the omniscient door is so useful-it can prevent you from falling in love with the wrong person.” The system’s voice was tinged with a hint of mockery.
“So this must be a legendary ladyboy. How terrifying!” Mag turned to glance at Blour, who was standing in the line like a proud swan, and he shuddered as he accepted the system’s verdict.
“Are you interested?” the system asked.
“There’s no way I’d be interested in another man.” Mag immediately stated his rejection before falling deep into thought. A 7th-tier elven cross-dressing magic caster… Could it be that he’s here for Sally?
He was aware of Sally’s identity, and he knew that people from the elven race were looking for her. As such, Mag immediately thought of Sally upon seeing this suspicious ladyboy.
During their time working together, Mag had been very satisfied with Sally. She was a woman of few words, but she always did her job to an impeccable standard. The success of the restaurant was inseparable from her hard work.
Of course, Mag had to admit that employing a 7th-tier elven magic caster as a waitress was an extreme overkill, especially when she was someone who could potentially become the elven princess and inherit the throne in the future.
However, Mag had always been of the belief that Sally should have the choice to stay or leave. If she wanted to stay, then Mag certainly wasn’t going to chase her away, and he would try to make sure that no one could take her away against her will.
Mag set aside this train of thought for now. If this Blour really was here for Sally, then he would inevitably make his move sooner or later. He would just have to see what Blour wanted to do and react accordingly.
The decor in this restaurant isn’t bad, but there are too many people dining at once, and there are beings from all types of species here. Am I expected to dine at the same table with a demon? Blour looked around the restaurant, and found that the decor was quite sophisticated and refined. The wooden tables and chairs were very comforting, and to his surprise, the wood patterns on those tables and chairs were all very similar, thereby suggesting that they had been cut from the same tree. Normal people wouldn’t be able to notice this detail, but it was a testament to the owner’s efforts.
Constantine was still standing behind Blour, striking up a conversation from time to time. He was acting in a very warm and enthusiastic manner, and he was racking his brains for a way to gain Blour’s favor.
He was a renowned single tycoon of Chaos City, and he hadn’t been this interested in a woman for many years.
Blour only occasionally responded to Constantine’s approaches in a nonchalant manner. He wasn’t interested in a man who was so blatantly trying to get him into bed.
“Big Sister, you’re so beautiful.” Amy made her way toward Blour with Ugly Duckling in her arms. Not only was she beautiful, she was also quite tall, almost as tall as Mag.
Ugly Duckling also looked up at Blour and blinked with a hint of confusion in its eyes.
What an adorable little half-elf girl! Blour looked down at Amy and her eyes immediately lit up. She had an intricate little face with pointy little ears that were semi-transparent like cicada wings. Her long silver hair had been tied into twin ponytails, and her blue eyes were large and bright. She was so adorable that Blour was struck by an almost uncontrollable urge to hold her.
Silver hair, blue eyes, and that gorgeous little face; she looks so much like a young Princess Irina. She’s so cute that it’s illegal! Blour had only ever conceded to Princess Irina in the looks department, but it appeared that this little girl would be extending that
list.
“You’re very adorable as well, little girl. What’s your name?” Blour looked down at Amy with a gentle smile.
“I’m Amy.” An elated smile appeared on Amy’s face. Receiving a compliment from such a beautiful big sister was very pleasing for her.
“Amy? That’s a very good name. You can call me Big Sister Shirley.” Blour nodded with a smile. He took a glance at the human in the kitchen, and wondered which beautiful elf maiden he had swindled into having such a super adorable half-elf daughter with him.
As expected, good-looking humans really were the bane to all elves.