Chapter 738 Kama Taj
After the two Aurors, Auman and Aaron, saw it, they felt slightly relieved.
However, they still did not relax their vigilance. Although the two of them looked relaxed and were talking to each other as if they were good friends, their eyes glanced at the middle-aged man from time to time.
"Let's make a bet, guess what?"
"I think it has something to do with the dark wizard of Kama Taj."
All Might bet using magic sound transmission.
"Be careful of exposure!" Aaron did not reply, but simply reminded him, and then stopped talking.
There was a trace of disdain on the corner of Ouma's mouth across from him, but he quickly returned to normal.
"Waiter, get the menu."
Oumai waved to the waiter in the distance.
After the waiter heard this, he walked over to Oumai with the menu.
"Sir, what would you like to eat?" The waiter put the menu in Ouma's hand and asked with a faint smile on his face.
"Any signature recommendations?" Ouma flipped through the menu, seemingly not seeing anything he was interested in placed on the table.
"Sir, if you want to eat some desserts, we recommend salt-baked chocolate cookies and nut pastries."
The waiter still introduced with a smile.
Ouma listened quietly, nodding from time to time, waiting for the waiter to finish introducing.
He said calmly: "Let's have three salt-baked chocolate chip cookies."
"The two of us will have one portion each, and give another portion to the gentleman." Oumai directly ordered, while pointing at the middle-aged man who had just come in not far away.
The waiter turned around and looked a little surprised.
"You know Mr. Wilson?"
Ouma nodded, and then asked, "Is he a regular customer here?"
The waiter nodded, but then shook his head.
"Mr. Wilson, he just moved here not long ago and he often comes to our coffee shop." The waiter explained.
Oumai nodded, did not continue to ask, and waved to the waiter to prepare dessert.
He watched the waiter's retreating figure, seeming to be thinking about something.
The next moment, he stood up, holding coffee, and walked towards the middle-aged man.
Aaron on the opposite side sighed, with a helpless look on his face.
Also closely followed.
"Hello, I'm Ouma, and this is my friend Aaron, Mr. Wilson." Ouma sat opposite the middle-aged man with a smile.
Unexpectedly, the middle-aged man opposite glanced at the two of them.
Without saying a word, he picked up the coffee as if no one else was watching, took a sip, and closed his eyes as if to reminisce.
This made the smile on Ouma's face disappear immediately, and his face became as cold as frost.
They are Aurors, but they are violent law enforcement agencies in the federal government. Everyone who sees them usually looks respectful.
Aaron's expression on the side was as usual.
Then
clatter!
With a click, he placed his wand on the table, as if to indicate their identities.
Throughout the federation, wizards are respected.
It is common knowledge that only wizards can be equipped with wands.
Taking out the magic wand is the simplest way to remind the other person of his identity.
Let the other person distinguish between superiority and inferiority.
At the same time, Oumai on the side watched closely the change in expression of the man opposite.
They are Aurors, the largest wizarding law enforcement agency in the Federation.
Only others have always avoided them, and they have never avoided others.
With his character, if he suspected that the other party was a dark wizard, no matter whether it was true or not, he would be arrested and interrogated first.
Now, after revealing his identity as a wizard, it depends on the performance of the other party.
Then
"You Aurors are really stubborn!"
After the two Aurors, Auman and Aaron, saw it, they felt slightly relieved.
However, they still did not relax their vigilance. Although the two of them looked relaxed and were talking to each other as if they were good friends, their eyes glanced at the middle-aged man from time to time.
"Let's make a bet, guess what?"
"I think it has something to do with the dark wizard of Kama Taj."
All Might bet using magic sound transmission.
"Be careful of exposure!" Aaron did not reply, but simply reminded him, and then stopped talking.
There was a trace of disdain on the corner of Ouma's mouth across from him, but he quickly returned to normal.
"Waiter, get the menu."
Oumai waved to the waiter in the distance.
After the waiter heard this, he walked over to Oumai with the menu.
"Sir, what would you like to eat?" The waiter put the menu in Ouma's hand and asked with a faint smile on his face.
"Any signature recommendations?" Ouma flipped through the menu, seemingly not seeing anything he was interested in placed on the table.
"Sir, if you want to eat some desserts, we recommend salt-baked chocolate cookies and nut pastries."
The waiter still introduced with a smile.
Ouma listened quietly, nodding from time to time, waiting for the waiter to finish introducing.
He said calmly: "Let's have three salt-baked chocolate chip cookies."
"The two of us will have one portion each, and give another portion to the gentleman." Oumai directly ordered, while pointing at the middle-aged man who had just come in not far away.
The waiter turned around and looked a little surprised.
"You know Mr. Wilson?"
Ouma nodded, and then asked, "Is he a regular customer here?"
The waiter nodded, but then shook his head.
"Mr. Wilson, he just moved here not long ago and he often comes to our coffee shop." The waiter explained.
Oumai nodded, did not continue to ask, and waved to the waiter to prepare dessert.
He watched the waiter's retreating figure, seeming to be thinking about something.
The next moment, he stood up, holding coffee, and walked towards the middle-aged man.
Aaron on the opposite side sighed, with a helpless look on his face.
Also closely followed.
"Hello, I'm Ouma, and this is my friend Aaron, Mr. Wilson." Ouma sat opposite the middle-aged man with a smile.
Unexpectedly, the middle-aged man opposite glanced at the two of them.
Without saying a word, he picked up the coffee as if no one else was watching, took a sip, and closed his eyes as if to reminisce.
This made the smile on Ouma's face disappear immediately, and his face became as cold as frost.
They are Aurors, but they are violent law enforcement agencies in the federal government. Everyone who sees them usually looks respectful.
Aaron's expression on the side was as usual.
Then
clatter!
With a click, he placed his wand on the table, as if to indicate their identities.
Throughout the federation, wizards are respected.
It is common knowledge that only wizards can be equipped with wands.
Taking out the magic wand is the simplest way to remind the other person of his identity.
Let the other person distinguish between superiority and inferiority.
At the same time, Oumai on the side watched closely the change in expression of the man opposite.
They are Aurors, the largest wizarding law enforcement agency in the Federation.
Only others have always avoided them, and they have never avoided others.
With his character, if he suspected that the other party was a dark wizard, no matter whether it was true or not, he would be arrested and interrogated first.
Now, after revealing his identity as a wizard, it depends on the performance of the other party.
Then
"You Aurors are really stubborn!"
After the two Aurors, Auman and Aaron, saw it, they felt slightly relieved.
However, they still did not relax their vigilance. Although the two of them looked relaxed and were talking to each other as if they were good friends, their eyes glanced at the middle-aged man from time to time.
"Let's make a bet, guess what?"
"I think it has something to do with the dark wizard of Kama Taj."
All Might bet using magic sound transmission.
"Be careful of exposure!" Aaron did not reply, but simply reminded him, and then stopped talking.
There was a trace of disdain on the corner of Ouma's mouth across from him, but he quickly returned to normal.
"Waiter, get the menu."
Oumai waved to the waiter in the distance.
After the waiter heard this, he walked over to Oumai with the menu.
"Sir, what would you like to eat?" The waiter put the menu in Ouma's hand and asked with a faint smile on his face.
"Any signature recommendations?" Ouma flipped through the menu, seemingly not seeing anything he was interested in placed on the table.
"Sir, if you want to eat some desserts, we recommend salt-baked chocolate cookies and nut pastries."
The waiter still introduced with a smile.
Ouma listened quietly, nodding from time to time, waiting for the waiter to finish introducing.
He said calmly: "Let's have three salt-baked chocolate chip cookies."
"The two of us will have one portion each, and give another portion to the gentleman." Oumai directly ordered, while pointing at the middle-aged man who had just come in not far away.
The waiter turned around and looked a little surprised.
"You know Mr. Wilson?"
Ouma nodded, and then asked, "Is he a regular customer here?"
The waiter nodded, but then shook his head.
"Mr. Wilson, he just moved here not long ago and he often comes to our coffee shop." The waiter explained.
Oumai nodded, did not continue to ask, and waved to the waiter to prepare dessert.
He watched the waiter's retreating figure, seeming to be thinking about something.
The next moment, he stood up, holding coffee, and walked towards the middle-aged man.
Aaron on the opposite side sighed, with a helpless look on his face.
Also closely followed.
"Hello, I'm Ouma, and this is my friend Aaron, Mr. Wilson." Ouma sat opposite the middle-aged man with a smile.
Unexpectedly, the middle-aged man opposite glanced at the two of them.
Without saying a word, he picked up the coffee as if no one else was watching, took a sip, and closed his eyes as if to reminisce.
This made the smile on Ouma's face disappear immediately, and his face became as cold as frost.
They are Aurors, but they are violent law enforcement agencies in the federal government. Everyone who sees them usually looks respectful.
Aaron's expression on the side was as usual.
Then
clatter!
With a click, he placed his wand on the table, as if to indicate their identities.
Throughout the federation, wizards are respected.
It is common knowledge that only wizards can be equipped with wands.
Taking out the magic wand is the simplest way to remind the other person of his identity.
Let the other person distinguish between superiority and inferiority.
At the same time, Oumai on the side watched closely the change in expression of the man opposite.
They are Aurors, the largest wizarding law enforcement agency in the Federation.
Only others have always avoided them, and they have never avoided others.
With his character, if he suspected that the other party was a dark wizard, no matter whether it was true or not, he would be arrested and interrogated first.
Now, after revealing his identity as a wizard, it depends on the performance of the other party.
Then
"You Aurors are really stubborn!"
After the two Aurors, Auman and Aaron, saw it, they felt slightly relieved.
However, they still did not relax their vigilance. Although the two of them looked relaxed and were talking to each other as if they were good friends, their eyes glanced at the middle-aged man from time to time.
"Let's make a bet, guess what?"
"I think it has something to do with the dark wizard of Kama Taj."
All Might bet using magic sound transmission.
"Be careful of exposure!" Aaron did not reply, but simply reminded him, and then stopped talking.
There was a trace of disdain on the corner of Ouma's mouth across from him, but he quickly returned to normal.
"Waiter, get the menu."
Oumai waved to the waiter in the distance.
After the waiter heard this, he walked over to Oumai with the menu.
"Sir, what would you like to eat?" The waiter put the menu in Ouma's hand and asked with a faint smile on his face.
"Any signature recommendations?" Ouma flipped through the menu, seemingly not seeing anything he was interested in placed on the table.
"Sir, if you want to eat some desserts, we recommend salt-baked chocolate cookies and nut pastries."
The waiter still introduced with a smile.
Ouma listened quietly, nodding from time to time, waiting for the waiter to finish introducing.
He said calmly: "Let's have three salt-baked chocolate chip cookies."
"The two of us will have one portion each, and give another portion to the gentleman." Oumai directly ordered, while pointing at the middle-aged man who had just come in not far away.
The waiter turned around and looked a little surprised.
"You know Mr. Wilson?"
Ouma nodded, and then asked, "Is he a regular customer here?"
The waiter nodded, but then shook his head.
"Mr. Wilson, he just moved here not long ago and he often comes to our coffee shop." The waiter explained.
Oumai nodded, did not continue to ask, and waved to the waiter to prepare dessert.
He watched the waiter's retreating figure, seeming to be thinking about something.
The next moment, he stood up, holding coffee, and walked towards the middle-aged man.
Aaron on the opposite side sighed, with a helpless look on his face.
Also closely followed.
"Hello, I'm Ouma, and this is my friend Aaron, Mr. Wilson." Ouma sat opposite the middle-aged man with a smile.
Unexpectedly, the middle-aged man opposite glanced at the two of them.
Without saying a word, he picked up the coffee as if no one else was watching, took a sip, and closed his eyes as if to reminisce.
This made the smile on Ouma's face disappear immediately, and his face became as cold as frost.
They are Aurors, but they are violent law enforcement agencies in the federal government. Everyone who sees them usually looks respectful.
Aaron's expression on the side was as usual.
Then
clatter!
With a click, he placed his wand on the table, as if to indicate their identities.
Throughout the federation, wizards are respected.
It is common knowledge that only wizards can be equipped with wands.
Taking out the magic wand is the simplest way to remind the other person of his identity.
Let the other person distinguish between superiority and inferiority.
At the same time, Oumai on the side watched closely the change in expression of the man opposite.
They are Aurors, the largest wizarding law enforcement agency in the Federation.
Only others have always avoided them, and they have never avoided others.
With his character, if he suspected that the other party was a dark wizard, no matter whether it was true or not, he would be arrested and interrogated first.
Now, after revealing his identity as a wizard, it depends on the performance of the other party.
Then
"You Aurors are really stubborn!"
