Daddy Fantasy World Restaurant Chapter 1525 - Little Amy Has Protected The World’s Peace Once Again

Chapter 1525: Little Amy Has Protected The World’s Peace Once Again

“Y-y-you… I-I-I…” Klaur stared at Mag as he almost couldn’t believe that he dared to speak to him like that.
What rights did he have to be so arrogant in front of him after they were out of Chaos City?!
What made him even angrier was the beauties’ unfazed expressions. They simply had no reaction to his warning and order!
“Mister, don’t be nervous. Just say whatever you want to say quickly before you go down,” Amy smilingly said.
“We will not be responsible for passing on your last words.” Irina flicked a glance at Klaur, and then calmly said, “Therefore, don’t bother to say too much. Anyway, it will be a waste.”
“I…” Klaur choked on his words, but he soon smirked coldly. He removed a long whip from his waist, and cracked his neck as he told all of them, “Seems like you all won’t know who is in charge here if I don’t make you suffer.”
Miya and the rest all looked toward Mag. They would be going to the Falk Tribe to save Connie’s brother. Whether they should tolerate this chap’s humiliation depended on Mag’s plan.
Amy looked up, and asked Mag, “Father, do we still need to keep this baddie here?”
“His use here is not even bigger than this stupid eagle’s underneath us.” Mag shook his head with a smile.
“So, he’s useless then.” Amy pondered, and her gaze turned toward Klaur as she revealed a brilliant smile. “Mister, in what posture would you like to crash-land?”
“I think I will teach you a lesson first, sharp-tongued imp!” Klaur raised his whip in preparation to strike at Amy.
“Since this is the case, I will have to choose a fancy spiral face-landing for you then,” Amy said seriously. She tapped gently on the eagle’s back with her toes, and the eagle, which had been flying smoothly, suddenly dipped a little.
Amy’s tiny figure shot out. She did a half-turn in midair, and her right foot kicked Klaur’s face almost with the exact method and angle as Ugly Duckling.
Klaur glared with wide eyes, and a fearful expression appeared on that ugly face before swiftly changing shape under that dainty foot. He had just lifted the whip up.
Whoosh…
Klaur almost instantly disappeared from the eagle’s back, and fell with his head down first like a spinning top.
The giant eagle was about 300 meters in the air, and about 10-odd seconds later, a dull thud could be heard from down below together with the echoes of rocks rolling off.
The beastmaster controlling the giant eagle exclaimed, “Lord Klaur!!!”
“Phew… I wonder if Uncle Baddie is still alright?” Amy landed back on the eagle’s back gently, and poked her head out to look down below.
Irina flicked a glance downward, and then calmly said, “The life aura is slowly diminishing. He’s not going to be alive for much longer.”
“Little Amy has protected the world’s peace once again.” Mag also gave her a thumbs-up calmly.
He didn’t want to butter up that fellow during the journey, and there was no way he would let Irina and the rest serve him. As Klaur was one of Gary’s not very trusted cronies and a participant in the rebellion, getting rid of him before they arrived at the Falk Tribe wasn’t going to affect the plan from moving onward.
They simply needed to find an excuse to explain this after they arrived.
That beastmaster was staring at Mag and the gang with shock and fear as he said in a trembling voice, “Y-you all killed Lord Klaur!”
“He fell off himself. You should have seen it with your own eyes.” Mag stood up and smiled at that beastmaster. “Wasn’t that so?”
The beastmaster shivered, and cold sweat beaded on his forehead immediately. As if he was looking at the devil, he nodded at Mag, “Y-yes… I saw it. It’s Lord Klaur… he jumped down himself.”
Mag continued to smile as he nodded. “Now, we’re going to continue on our journey to the Falk Tribe. Are you able to bring us there?”
“Yes! I will definitely bring all of you lord and ladies to the Falk Tribe before the sun sets.” The beastmaster swiftly nodded.
“Very well. Let’s continue on our journey.” Mag nodded.
“Yes.” The beastmaster quickly turned around, and continued to navigate and accelerate the giant eagle forward. He didn’t dare to turn his head around.
Irina threw a glance at Mag.
Mag shook his head slightly, hinting at her to stay still and not act rashly.
Without Klaur around, the beastmaster just became their sole means of travel. The atmosphere on the eagle slowly became relaxed. It almost transformed into another one of Mamy Restaurant’s group outings. Mag even took out his kitchenware, and began to cook in the open air.
***
The Twilight Forest.
In a resplendent tall, great stone hall, a strapping orc with an obvious scar on his right eyebrow was sitting on the throne. With a dark expression, he said to the orcs standing below, “You all still failed to catch that girl Connie?”
A stocky orc said, “Chief, we have searched through the Twilight Forest, and also sent many people to search in Chaos City, but we still couldn’t find a trace of her. According to our estimation, she most likely has died during her escape. After all, she is famous for losing her way. There’s simply no way for her to reach Chaos City safely.”
Another tall and lanky orc continued, “Yes, Chief. She doesn’t know magic, nor is she good at cultivation. Even if she is alive, there’s no way she could affect the invincible you and your status and disrupt the conferring ceremony. If she dares to appear at the conferring ceremony, we can even execute her together with her big brother, and completely dash the hopes of those fellows.”
Gary—who was sitting on the throne—remained silent for a moment before curling a corner of his mouth and revealing a sinister smile. “Then we will get the news out there. I really want to see if she will bite the hook for her beloved brother and the few of her remaining relatives.”
“Yes,” the three orcs acknowledged, and felt relieved at the same time.
Gary then continued to ask, “How is the preparation for the conferring ceremony? All the orc tribes will send envoys to participate in my conferring ceremony, so we have to make sure nothing goes wrong. Don’t disgrace me.”
“The venue of the conferring ceremony is already all set up according to the conferring ceremony of Chief Auster of the Aug Tribe. I have let Klaur go and invite Chef Mag from Mamy Restaurant in Chaos City to take charge of the banquet on that day. They should already be on their way here now,” the stocky orc quickly replied.
“A chef from Chaos City?” Gary furrowed his eyebrows.
“Yes. That chef has received the title of the best chef at the king of the Roth Empire’s court banquet. He is one of the world’s top chefs now. It certainly looks good for us having him in charge of the banquet.” The stocky orc smiled happily. He had spent a lot of effort trying to collect this information. It was not easy to find a good chef like him.
“You all will be duly rewarded after you do a proper job.” Gary’s gaze swept across the orcs who were already smiling excitedly, and then coldly said, “You know what would happen if you messed up.”
“Yes!”
The three orcs shivered together and quickly acknowledged.