Chapter 1873 - Do Not Look Down On The Poor Youth!

The customers in the line all looked at the little boy enviously. They had been lining up for so long, but they did not expect that the first person to get to try the octopus ball would be this little boy.

"Boss, I don't think that's very appropriate. Didn't you say that you have to line up to purchase the food?" an orc at the back asked impatiently.

"That's right. We're all lining up. You're the one who set the rule. How could you make food for someone else just like that?" a few others chimed in.

"Let's forget it. We'll come over and try it another time." Dicus did not want to put Mag on the spot. He held his son's hand, and turned to leave.

However, Mag stopped him, raised his hand with a smile, and told the customers, "The break ends at 2 pm sharp. I still have six minutes of my personal time to make a serving of octopus balls for the child. I'll be sure to start operations at 2 pm sharp. I am a punctual person, and I hope all of you are too."

The crowd looked at his expensive watch. It was indeed not 2 pm yet, and they complained less.

"Hold on, kid." Mag smiled at Dicus's child, Udyr. He scooped a spoonful of batter, and poured it into the preheated grill.

Dicus was a regular at Mamy Restaurant, and was also Mag's old friend. He was basically in charge of things regarding the city lord's castle. Udyr and Amy were of similar age, and there was still time, so Mag would naturally be more than happy to make one serving for him.

In less than three minutes, a large serving of octopus balls was placed in a wooden box. Mag squeezed out the sauce, and sprinkled some bonito flakes and shredded seaweed. After that, he passed it to Udyr, who was already swallowing his saliva. "Be careful, it's hot. Wait for a while before eating."

"Thanks, Uncle." Udyr received the octopus balls with both hands and thanked Mag courteously.

"Thank you, Boss Mag." Dicus passed Mag a silver coin.

"It's alright. It's for the child." Mag shook his head with a smile without receiving it.

"Alright. I'll host Little Boss at my house to play next time. This little doesn't have much except for toys. I think Little Boss would like it too." Dicus kept his coin, and bade Mag farewell with Udyr.

Mag cleaned up the grill, scooped up a large spoonful of batter, and began his performance.

The octopus ball grill had not been empty since the morning, so it was impossible that Mag was unable to finish his stock. It would, therefore, probably be the case in the afternoon as well.

Meanwhile, the customers who had been waiting for a long time finally got to enjoy the display of techniques. With a thin bamboo stick, Mag morphed into a swordsman with exceptional sword techniques as he made the octopus balls dance on the tip of his bamboo skewer.

At 2 pm sharp, the stall was open for business, and the first batch of octopus balls was completed. It was served the moment it was ordered, and that made the line that had been stalled for a long time start moving again.

***

On the solemn award-giving ceremony, having the king personally hand over the award was an honor that called for envy.

"Thank you." Amy received the trophy Andre presented to her with both hands. Her smiling face and glittering eyes were reflected on the shining trophy.

"Little Amy, you are very talented. If you like the Roth Empire, you can join us any time." Andre smiled amiably at Amy.

"Er, I'll have to think about that and ask my father." Amy blinked as she avoided giving him a direct reply.

The magic caster contestants downstage all looked at Amy enviously. With the trophy in her hand, it was akin to holding a direct pass to the upper class of the Roth Empire.

On top of that, the king even personally offered her a place in the Magus Tower. What an honor.

However, even if she was not the champion, with just her talent and the status of being Master Krassu's disciple, she was already in the upper class.

Jasper, who was standing at the side, had a complicated expression.

He was supposed to be the one standing in the center. However, he was defeated today by a little four-year-old magic caster. She crushed his ego, and reduced him to a calefare.

Andre smiled. He did not mind that Amy did not agree, and turned to walk towards Jasper.

Jasper quickly stood up tall. He looked at the king as the latter walked towards him. His heart raced. Could His Majesty be presenting him with his award too? According to tradition, the first runner-up would not get such treatment. Why…

"Jasper, right? You're an excellent magic caster. Very young and capable. Don't give up easily. You have excellent talent and capabilities, and are the role model for the younger generation of magic casters. I have high expectations of you, and I hope you can become the pillar of support for our nation." Andre praised Jasper as he passed him the silver trophy.

"Thank you, Your Majesty." Jasper quickly received the trophy, and bowed deeply. His voice trembled uncontrollably with agitation, but he held the trophy extra carefully.

His Majesty had presented him with the trophy. What an honor that was for Jasper, who was only the first runner-up.

On top of that, the king's words to him ignited his passion once again.

"Hm?"

"His Majesty actually presented the award personally to Senior Jasper. It seems like even though he lost to Amy, His Majesty still has high expectations for him."

"The little girl is after all from a different race. It's impossible to get her to be loyal to the empire. Therefore, His Majesty chose Jasper."

The disciples from the Magus Tower and the magic caster contestants were all shocked. At the same time, they could guess what Andre had in mind.

"This must be worth a lot of money, right? Is this made of real gold? I heard from the uncle next door that if you bite on it and there are teeth marks, it is real gold." Amy seemed to be oblivious to whatever was happening around her as she stared at the trophy in her hands. She thought seriously for a while before opening her mouth and biting on the trophy.

She opened her mouth again, and saw that there were two rows of faint teeth marks on the golden trophy. Her eyes lit up as she exclaimed, "It's real gold!"

Many people saw that, and although they did not know what she was doing, they were struck by her adorableness.

After the award ceremony for the magic caster category, Amy returned to Krassu's side with her trophy. She inched close to Krassu, and whispered, "Master, this is made of real gold."

"Hm?" Krassu glanced at the golden trophy Amy was hugging tightly. "Did they start to cut costs even on the trophies now?"

"Look, I bit on it secretly, and there are marks." Amy turned the trophy to show Krassu the two faint rows of teeth marks.

Krassu reached for the trophy and flicked it. A soft "ting" echoed within the trophy before disappearing.

Children's teeth are good indeed. She could even bite into a dragon's humming stone. Krassu could not help but lament to himself with a strange expression.

The youth category award ceremony took place after. Kassadin received his trophy from Richard as whispers filled the arena, and walked downstage with his face red with embarrassment.

Things will change with time, do not look down on the poor youth! I, Kassadin, will definitely be back three years later! Kassadin made a promise to himself as he walked down the stage with his fists clenched.

He had to take back double of what he lost today!

"Master, are all the champion trophies for the Magic Caster Tournament made of gold? Can I come again next time?"

Just then, a little girl walked past Kassadin with a golden trophy in her arms.

Thud.

Kassadin knelt to the ground.