Chapter 1558 - Do You Think That Could Be Boss Mag?

Chapter 1558: Do You Think That Could Be Boss Mag?

"Nice to meet you. I am Mag," Mag said with a smile.

Romeo's and Juliet's gaze landed on Mag—who was wearing his chef's suit and holding a cleaver—and terror appeared on their faces immediately. Was this fellow the head chef?

"Take my lungs if you need. Mine are big enough. Don't touch her!" Romeo shouted at Mag as he tried to shield Juliet behind him.

However, Juliet calmed down quickly. She looked into Mag's eyes, and said, "Take from both of us if you want. Didn't you say it's for 'husband and wife lung slice'? We are a pair of husband and wife."

"It was my idea to bring the two of you here, and to make the 'husband and wife lung slice'. However, I am not really going to extract your lungs." Mag went forward and made two slashes to cut the ropes binding them. He kept his cleaver, took two steps backward, and smiled. "Actually, we are good people."

Romeo and Juliet were both shocked that the ropes binding them were suddenly cut. They saw that Mag—who had smiled and kept the cleaver—indeed didn't look like a butcher, so they couldn't decide at that moment.

Romeo hugged the weak Juliet as he asked Mag, "Th-then what do you intend to do?"

After going through what they had gone through recently, he no longer trusted anyone easily. He was worried that this was another of Gary's plots.

Mag smiled. "I am Mag, the boss and head chef of Mamy Restaurant in Chaos City. They are the restaurant's service staff. We are friends of Connie. She escaped to Chaos City when she was pursued, and then became a part of our restaurant. She asked us to come and save you."

"Connie! Connie is not dead!" Romeo looked at Mag with surprise.

"Yes. She is not dead." Mag nodded.

"You said Connie and you are friends. Do you have any proof? And how are you going to save us if you are a chef from Chaos City?" Juliet looked at Mag warily. His words seemed to be full of loopholes. If this was Gary trying to humiliate them before they died, she would rather have a quick death.

"You will understand after you watch this." Mag took out a photostone, and swiped across its surface gently. A virtual image appeared in front of everyone, and it was Connie.

"I am Connie. Brother and all my relatives and friends, if you see the man with a mustache that has this photostone, please believe what he is saying. We are trying our best to rescue you all now. Please listen to his instructions." The record wasn't long, and it disappeared after saying that.

"It's Connie." Romeo looked at Juliet for confirmation.

Mag smiled. "Actually, you don't have to worry too much. I think you guys know if it's necessary for Gary to toy around with you at this point of time or not. If he still wanted to extract any information from the two of you, he wouldn't be waiting until the day that you would be sent to the gallows."

Juliet stood up with Romeo's help, and apologetically said to Mag, "My apologies. Because we have been through too much recently, we could no longer trust strangers easily."

"Please don't mention it, Madam." Mag nodded slightly.

"May I ask, where is Connie now? How is her situation?" Romeo asked urgently.

"Connie has lost contact with us at the moment. However, she will definitely appear at the conferring ceremony tonight." Mag shook his head. He, too, was wondering where Connie could have gone.

"This won't do. She is just a little girl. She will be captured by Gary and executed together with Ferdinand if she appears at the conferring ceremony." Romeo shook his head and stomped his foot in a panic.

Juliet similarly asked Mag, "How can we get in touch with Connie? Today's conferring ceremony is very dangerous, and we cannot let her get herself in danger. The chief only left behind a son and a daughter. We already cannot rescue Ferdinand, and if Connie was also captured, then the Falk Tribe would be completely in Gary's hands."

"I also couldn't get in touch with Connie now. She came back to rescue Ferdinand, so she won't be giving up so easily." Mag shook his head as he looked at their concerned faces, and continued, "My lord and lady, if you want to leave here safely, please take what I am about to say to heart."

Romeo and Juliet saw that Mag had no intention to continue their discussion, so they nodded after a moment of hesitation.

"I used the pretext of extracting your lungs to make them bring you here, and I made the 'husband and wife lung slice' the highlight dish so I could buy us more time. There will definitely be chaos at the conferring ceremony tonight, and we will bring you along with us amidst it.

"However, in order to make the other party believe that I want the two of you as ingredients, you two will have to work with me, and lie on that table during this whole process. You can take a break during this process, and I will tell you what you need to do when it's time," Mag said with a grave expression.

The two of them nodded.

Romeo still wanted to say something. "But—"

"The walls have ears, so please try to remain silent for this whole time. You two don't have to worry about the conferring ceremony," Mag interrupted Romeo's words straight away, and turned to walk to the stove.

"Perhaps they already have a plan, and we should remain quiet," Juliet said, tugging on Romeo's sleeve gently.

"Mm-hm." Romeo nodded upon hearing that. Even though he had countless questions, he eventually forced himself to quit asking.

***

"Bro, why did Father send us here to take part in this conferring ceremony? Didn't he despise Gary, that treacherous kingslayer?" Habeng asked Haga as he followed after him.

"Keep your voice low so we don't attract unnecessary trouble." Haga checked his surroundings before he said in a low voice, "The Aug Tribe is pro-war. There was the Falk Tribe's chief Isaiah maintaining the balance previously. However, Gary is taking over the position now, so Father sent us to see which side he is going to stand on so our tribe can prepare in advance too."

"Then, which side are we going to stand on?" Habeng scratched his head.

"Our tribe recuperated, and our people had a peaceful life during these 100 years of peace, so peace will be the best for us. Small tribes like ours will be cannon fodder once a war breaks out. Those big tribes would not care about us." Haga shook his head.

"That's true. There's no point in fighting a war." Habeng nodded. After a moment of thought, he smiled. "I heard that a chef from Chaos City is responsible for tonight's banquet. Do you think that could be Boss Mag?"

"Little Boss… will she be here too?" Haga had a silly smile.

"She should be. Boss Mag has never left Little Boss behind whenever he went on a trip." Habeng chuckled. "Seems like we are in for a treat tonight."