Octopus Online Feeding Guide

In the morning, when Aunt Betty came to deliver the goods, Richel was salting duck eggs.

"How's the restaurant business doing recently?"

"not bad."

Except that the fifth floor is still in a mess of decoration and cannot be opened for the time being, the first to fourth floors are full at noon and evening, and it is hard to find a seat.

Aunt Betty hesitated to speak, "I heard something, you should be careful recently."

"Is something going to happen?" Richel put the washed and dried duck eggs into a salt water jar, added white wine to sterilize them, and fragrant leaves and cinnamon from the backyard to enhance the aroma.

She couldn't explain clearly, and finally just said: "Anyway, be careful."

Richel looked puzzled, and reminded him the same way when Mrs. Bernard came to deliver the goods two days ago.

He told this to other people in the restaurant, but they didn't care at all, and Richel had no choice but to tighten the strings himself.

For several days, nothing happened at all.

During the chat, he chatted with Chelsea suspiciously, and the witch sneered, "It's just what you think."

As she spoke, she counted with her slender fingers.

"The people in Liberty City are okay, mainly Reston. As soon as they entered the door, they began to pick and choose at least fifty people of all kinds. I threw them all on the street and pressed the carriage."

"In the private room, there were no less than thirty people who deliberately said that they ate cockroaches and mice, and all of them were thrown by Lord Adrian to feed the sea fish."

"Also said that the environment is not good, or deliberately destroying things in the restaurant. Lesney taught him how to be an honest person."

"You see, Hayle and Hastings usually patrol between floors, because once they find someone who wants to deliberately ruin the restaurant's reputation, Hayle will drive them away with a bat."

Richel blinked, "I'm not the owner of this restaurant, why don't I know?"

Chelsea rolled her eyes, "You've been in the kitchen all day, how could you know."

"I mean, you didn't tell me."

"It's useless to tell you, it will only make you worry."

Richel was ashamed that he had been of little help.

"But why was our restaurant targeted?" He was a little puzzled.

"My peers are jealous." Chelsea said indifferently, "This is the city of Liberty, the most mixed place in the Kelexi Continent. The Reston on the third floor is the most conscientious human settlement on the continent."

"Don't think too much, you just need to concentrate on making the food you like." Hayle patted his chest, "Leave the rest to us."

Richel was a little moved.

The aroma of buckwheat tea on the table is full of fragrance, and the aroma of black tartary buckwheat after roasting is immersed in everyone's mouth, nose and stomach with the tea soup.

Several people were chatting, and Lei Sini jumped down from the upstairs, and after falling into powder, he immediately reunited.

"Someone is making trouble."

Richel and the others walked up to the third floor, and there were waves of shouts coming from outside the street.

"How is this going?"

As soon as they saw him coming, the crowd who were not far from the store door burst into shouts and rushed in quickly.

"This demon boss is here!"

"Get out of Reston and give back our most pious faith!"

"You have ruined the atmosphere in the city! Leave Reston."

"Leave Reston!"

The entire gate was packed with demonstrators. From the clothes they looked on, there were people from all walks of life. On their chests, except for a few desperadoes who looked brutal and bloodthirsty, they basically wore the holy medal of the sun.

Their expressions are messy and distorted.

Richel took two steps back in fear, and the two tentacles caught him, extending from back to front to wrap him.

At some point, Adrian stood behind him.

With a wave of Chelsea's magic wand, all the people who wanted to come in were blocked outside, and the dozen or so people who rushed to the front and shouted the most slammed down heavily on the ground, overwhelming the crowd.

"A fanatic."

"For such a trivial matter, no one would believe it if no one encouraged it."

Soldiers in silver armor came from both sides of the street, their hands resting on their sabers, ready to strike at any time.

"Why even the guards in the city were alarmed." Richel panicked. "At first, only the nobles from a few blocks nearby came to eat, but the monastery said no, and I changed the time. As for the disturbance like this?"

In Liberty City, because his restaurant was located in a civilian area, he started a business as a nobleman from a commoner. He worked hard to promote this process, and he didn't earn much.

Therefore, the location of the restaurant in Reston was originally aimed at the aristocratic class, and the entrance was set in the Charles Street where the nobles and knights lived together.

After hearing what Richel said, Chelsea looked at Adrian.

"How should I put it?" Octopus didn't know where to start, "Actually, it has nothing to do with restaurants."

Soldiers outside cleared the crowded crowd in front of the entrance of the restaurant, and those who gathered to block the door dispersed noisily.

A few well-dressed men walked in and saluted Chelsea.

"Your Highness, you need to live in the palace."

"No, I'm not the child of the old king, you've got the wrong person."

"But Lord Isaac insists that you are."

"If you listen to him like that, is he the king or the old man?" Chelsea was so annoyed that she wanted to be the magician but didn't have the ability.

Don't dare to talk nonsense, the attendant changed the subject in a timely manner, "We have hired language instructors for you, court daily greeting etiquette instructors, table etiquette instructors, kingdom historians, equestrian hunting instructors, and clothing taste trainers..."

"Stop," Chelsea refused indifferently, "I tell you that old king, I will never change my personality like this, he will abolish my status as crown prince, please let him do what he wants."

Only then did the attendant feel embarrassed, and said that he could only answer after he asked His Majesty.

Richel exclaimed, "So you are the princess of the Human Empire!"

He began to think about whether he had ever wronged her before.

"No," Chelsea said after waiting for the outsiders to leave, "The person they are looking for is you. You are the illegitimate son of the Emperor of the Human Empire."

"Bastard child?" Richier pointed at himself in astonishment, "Me?"

How much hidden identity does the original owner have that he doesn't know?

"It's not an illegitimate child." Adrian interjected, "If it's just an illegitimate child and has no inheritance rights, Isaac won't hunt him down across the continent."

"Chase?"

Chelsea told him the amount of rewards offered by the major associations, "Move your fingers, the great magician will give you a bunch of gold coins, and you can get a reputation, who wouldn't be tempted."

"I never thought I would be so popular." Richel's mouth twitched.

His father is the emperor of the human empire, and there is an invisible throne in his family waiting for him to inherit. By the way, a great magician called on the whole continent to hunt him down.

His mother is an elf, who gave him eternal life and the power of prophecy as a walking god of death. That power was useless to him, but attracted a bunch of people who wanted his life.

He himself is a traveler who seeks to survive in another world. He is dedicated to goodness and never provokes anyone. But two people appeared who wanted to arrest him for research.

Clearly holding the life setting of the male lead drama of Shuang Wen, but he runs a small restaurant, worrying about other people's three meals a day every day.

Obviously there are a lot of golden fingers, but they are useless, and instead attract all kinds of ghosts and monsters.

Richel reflected deeply for three seconds, what went wrong in his life.

He looked at Adrian coolly, "How many things have you kept from me, let's talk about it today, I can bear it."

"It's gone...well, I can't remember...what are you doing?"

Richel took out the paper and pen, "What's the magician's name?" He acted first.

"Isaac Ashke, no use."

Richel finished writing carefully, folded the paper and put it away, sighing: "He is a magician who works for the empire, but why must he kill the heir?"

"Because you are the first heir to the Human Empire, and Princess Tana, who was born noble and capable, is the second heir."

Richel felt a hot mass in his chest, and took out the cursed paper just now, it ignited spontaneously in the air without fire.

He quickly threw it away.

The flames burned the paper into ashes, a few sparks fell slowly, and suddenly a group of flames of the same height shot up from the ground, and a young figure gradually appeared.

"you……"

"Your Highness, I am Isaac." He gave a standard royal greeting.

Richel hiccupped in fright, "Uh, how is he alive?"

"You are not a dark elf with pure blood, and the power of prophecy has a limited effect." Isaac explained for him.

Richel hid behind me, Adrian, how could this person even know his identity.

"I'm sorry, Miss Chelsea, my subordinates were too stupid before. They took it for granted that my friend Adrian's partner is a woman, which caused you trouble."

"Friend?" Richier blinked, what did he hear?

Chelsea drooped her eyelids and leaned behind the counter, "It's no use apologizing to me, please clarify to others."

"I'm afraid not."

"Did as you said that night, your old king is out of his mind, and it's not my fault."

"It's my problem." Isaac had a proper smile on his face, "I think about it, that night, you showed your stupidity just right, so His Majesty favored you even more."

"You!!" Chelsea's eyes widened. "Where is my magic wand? Where is the magic wand? I must kill this man!"

Lesney obediently patted off the dust on the magic wand and handed it to her.

Chelsea froze, took it mechanically, and died down instantly.

"You don't have to be so honest next time." When Isaac spoke to Richel, she gritted her teeth and mumbled.

"So that's how things are," Isaac explained to them, "this result is the best now. As long as you sign the statement of abandoning the throne, even if your majesty has a marriage contract with your mother first, the contract will be invalid Now, you can continue to stay in the restaurant, Princess Tana will successfully inherit the throne."

Richel looked over the contract, confirmed that it was what he said, and signed it readily.

"You should have brought it earlier, so that I will deal with a few less people." Adrian dissatisfied, in places that Richel didn't know, he didn't know how many people who coveted the power of prophecy and jealous Isaac had been dealt with. Bounty mercenaries.

"I can't take this risk." Isaac said, "Suppose, if His Royal Highness Richel knows that he has the right to inherit the throne, the possibility of being willing to be His Majesty's puppet because of his power is much more likely than giving up. Well, normal people would think so."

"Now that the misunderstanding has been cleared up, you should tell the king as well, and treat it as Chelsea giving up the throne."

"Of course, if they're all princesses, they'll be even more opinionated." Isaac's gaze stayed on him, hurting Chelsea again, "Your mind is amazing, and you can give up the throne at your fingertips. "

Richel smiled boldly, "I don't have that much ambition."