Chapter 1701 - The Evil Dragon Spins

Chapter 1701: The Evil Dragon Spins

"I'm so happy today! I had so much good food, and I even got to ride on a horsey. It's so much fun!" Anna was beaming as she shook Shirley's hand.

"Yes. It was an interesting day," Shirley looked down at Anna and smiled.

"Big Sister Shirley. You look so pretty when you smile," Anna said seriously as she looked at Shirley's face.

Ever since Shirley came back, she always had a hint of sorrow in her eyes. Anna hadn't even seen her smile before.

Shirley was a little stunned. She suddenly realized that she had been giving off negative energy unknowingly ever since she returned to Chaos City. It had to have affected Anna. She looked at Anna, and apologetically said, "I'm sorry, Anna."

"It's alright. I just hope that you can smile more, like just now," Anna said with a smile and a shake of her head.

"Mm-hmm. I will." Shirley nodded with a smile. It was as though Anna's smile had completely gotten rid of all the haze that had been gathering inside her.

Shirley might be unable to forget her hatred, but if she allowed it to take over her life, that would be the most unfortunate thing ever.

***

"Wow…"

"Look, I can do the evil dragon spin…"

A gold and a silver giant dragon were spinning in the air where Miya's laughter came from.

"This is the most useless skill in a battle. Instead, it will expose your weak points to your opponents," Elizabeth commented coldly.

"Oh." Miya changed back to the normal flying position beside Elizabeth. After that, she excitedly asked, "When can I start learning battle skills? Can I also make hail fall easily with a flap of my wings just like you?"

"No, you can't." Elizabeth shook her head.

"What about frozen magic?"

"No."

"Alright…" Miya felt dejected. She said in despair, "Looks like I'm really not talented…"

"It's not about talent." Elizabeth suddenly picked up speed, and then turned to face Miya. She looked into Miya's eyes, and said, "You're Rankster's daughter. You have pure blood, and are also super talented."

"Then why can't I learn them?" Miya asked with bewilderment.

"You have the Golden Dragon blood, and it's not suitable for you to learn the Frost Dragon Tribe's magic. However, you can learn the Golden Dragon Tribe's power spell and become the superpower that rules the sky." Elizabeth shook her head, and said, "Therefore, if you want to become stronger, you have to accept the help of the Golden Dragon Tribe."

"But… aren't I a frost dragon? Father is a frost dragon, and you are a frost dragon…" Miya was a little puzzled.

"Our grandmother is a golden dragon, so maybe that's why you've inherited the golden dragon blood. On top of that, it's the purest royal blood," Elizabeth said.

"So the things that those golden dragons said were true? If I wanted to become stronger, I would have to return to Golden Dragon Island?" Yabemiya frowned. She wanted to become stronger so that she could protect her older sister and the people from the restaurant, but she couldn't bear to leave everyone.

"This is not up to me to decide." Elizabeth shook her head slightly. The Frost Dragon Tribe and the Golden Dragon Tribe weren't really on good terms. A few hundred years ago, the two tribes were even at war with each other because of their grandparents.

***

Rodu, in the Magus Tower.

"Sir, the preparation for the Magic Caster Tournament is almost complete. We've also sent out all the invitations. This would be a grander and more exciting Magic Caster Tournament." Brent looked at Richard excitedly. The triennial Magic Caster Tournament was currently the most important event for the Magus Tower. The president had appointed him to organize it, which showed how important he was to the president. Therefore, he had to put extra effort into it.

Richard looked up, and asked Brent, "Is Krassu's attendance confirmed?"

Although he really hated that fellow, His Majesty even brought up Krassu's attendance to him today when he went to the palace. He had already promised His Majesty that he would ensure Krassu's presence at the Magic Caster Tournament.

"I believe he will definitely come, but he is a very egoistic old fellow. He even signed his disciple up, and it's even for the youth category. I want to see how things are going to end then," Brent said with a mocking smile.

"Isn't his disciple only four?" Richard said with a frown. He had seen the little fellow personally previously. Although she was way stronger than normal four-year-olds, she would only be trashed if she joined the official tournament.

"Exactly. He's courting his own death. This time, he's definitely going to tarnish both his and Urien's reputation," Brent said with a nod and a chuckle.

"Interesting." Richard smiled. Since he didn't have a chance to defeat Krassu, he could still have his disciple defeat Krassu's disciple. That seemed rather good.

***

Mag cooked a large pot of mutton soup, and waited for it to come to a boil before letting it simmer over a small fire. After that, he went upstairs to shower and sleep.

The mutton soup had to simmer overnight.

Besides, if he only sold the mutton soup in the morning, it would not be that fresh in the afternoon.

Mag had decided to launch the mutton soup early the next morning to comfort the customers.

After a shower, Mag lay on the bed excitedly as he clicked open the mutton kebab experience bag in his head.

After the hands-on experience at night, Mag acknowledged that he was still far from being a good mutton kebab chef. He was an experience bag away.

The information surged into his brain. A good mutton kebab had to start from choosing the mutton and bamboo skewer, proceeding to how the mutton was cut and marinated and all the other procedures. Every step wasn't as simple as he thought.

The simple way of roasting used by the grassland's people was not suitable for every scenario. After all, not everyone was able to experience sitting under the azure blue sky and enjoying the fresh scent of the grass as the wind blew past while eating the roast mutton kebab with original taste.

"If I launched two new dishes in a day, they probably wouldn't say anything, right?" Mag kicked open the door to the test field for the God of Cookery, and walked in with resolution.

***

"Father, you have to believe me. There isn't a single chef in the entire Chaos City who can cook mutton. As long as we open a mutton restaurant in Aden Square, we will definitely make big bucks," a young orc who was carrying a large wok on his back said with certainty to a tall orc beside him.

"Chaos City is a place where different races intermingle. It's a place where many hidden talents are at. It's not as simple as you think." The tall orc shook his head with a smile. He looked at the shops at Aden Square. There weren't many restaurants open early in the morning. Along the way, they saw many shops selling wraps. Most of the restaurants sold beef and pork. It was indeed true that there wasn't a single mutton restaurant to be seen.