"Sorry guests, the restaurant is closed, if you want to eat grilled fish, please come early tomorrow at noon." McGonagall flipped the sign on the door and replied without looking up, saying that he had to reply to such requests several times a day when the business was closed.

"I'm Michael." The man said, as if he wanted to hold on a little longer.

McGonagall was stunned for a moment, looked up at the man, and replied almost without thinking, "I'm McGonagall." ”

This man looked very tall, wearing a long black and dark gold robe, with a black sword hanging from his waist, he looked to be in his forties, well-maintained, and his black eyes were resolute and wise, like a valiant knight, and like a wise strategist, which made people feel a little unfathomable.

Michael was also stunned when he heard McGonagall's reply, it was the first time he had received such a reply after reporting his name, it seemed that the young man did not know himself, not even his own name, and a smile appeared on his face, and he also looked at McGonagall seriously.

Looking at McGonagall, who was wearing a black and white chef's suit, with a long figure and standing straight, like a long sword faintly out of the sheath, a hint of surprise flashed in her eyes, such a temperament was not like an ordinary chef, but more like a swordsman with a hidden edge, which reminded him of the young man back then.

The young man who stood was also like a sword, but the sword was sharp and too hard, so it was a pity that it had just become the sharpest sword in the world, and then it was forcibly broken.

"Introduce myself, I'm the lord of this chaotic city." Michael looked at McGonagall and said with a smile, his voice quite hearty.

"It turned out to be the lord of the city, sorry, I didn't recognize it just now." McGonagall looked surprised and apologized.

He naturally knew the name of the city lord of the Chaos City, but the guest who asked for an order for a spicy grilled fish when the restaurant was closed made McGonagall think it was just an ordinary guest, but he didn't expect that it was the city lord who came to the door alone.

Looking a little farther away, a black carriage stopped at the door of the magic potion shop, and a young man in a black tights looked around vigilantly, it seemed that it was indeed the city lord.

"It's okay, I'm just a guest now." Michael smiled and shook his head, didn't take this matter to heart, instead looked at the restaurant with the lights on, looked into McGonagall's eyes and said: "I was supposed to come over during business hours, but I may not be able to come over tomorrow, so I chose this time to come, I didn't expect the restaurant to be closed, I wonder if the boss can make me a grilled fish?" ”

"The lord of the castle wants to eat grilled fish, and he shouldn't have refused, but it's just that the restaurant only accepts guests during business hours, which is the rule, and the waiter in the restaurant should also get off work. And my daughter has to go to class early tomorrow morning, so I have to coax her to bed early, so if the lord doesn't mind, maybe I can come back later to eat grilled fish. McGonagall looked at Michael, but shook her head, glanced back at Amy, who was lying drowsy on the counter, and said a little apologetically.

"It turns out that you have a daughter, and it seems that you are a good father." Michael also saw Amy lying behind the counter, and the original frowning brow was suddenly loosened, looking at McGonagall full of appreciation, a good father is rarer than a good cook.

In the City of Chaos, he was rarely rejected, but he didn't expect to be rejected twice in a row by the same person today, even if he moved out of his identity as the city lord, it still had no effect.

"I'm not a good father, I just want to be by her side a little more and give her everything she can do." McGonagall looked at Amy's eyes with tenderness.

"Actually, I came to eat grilled fish today as a father, and I also have a lovely daughter, I was very busy when she was young, and I hardly had time to be by his side, and I owe her too much. And because of me, her body has suffered from an inextricable cold, and she has been living in pain all these years, and I can't do anything about it when I look at it, and you may understand this kind of torture. Michael looked at McGonagall, his voice was slightly low, he paused for a moment, shook his head slightly, and said, "I have never said these words to others, probably because we are all fathers." ”

McGonagall looked at the city lord, who was known for his tough guy and iron blood, but he didn't expect that under the hard armor, he also had such gentleness, and was silent for a while, opened the door outward, and said with a smile: "That's just right, my grilled fish is not only delicious, but also can ward off the cold, today I have a treat, invite a father." ”

"Then you're welcome." Michael had a smile on his face as he strode toward the restaurant.

"Boss, who is this?" Yabei Mia, who had packed up the restaurant and was about to leave, looked at Michael, who followed McGonagall into the door, and asked with some confusion, McGonagall was the most obedient to the rules.

"Lord of the City of Chaos!" Sally, who was two steps behind, lowered her eyes slightly, she had seen Michael's image when she was in the family, in order to prevent the juniors in the family from going out to provoke people who were not easy to provoke, the clan would let them write down the portraits of some powerful and high-ranking people on the Nolan continent.

"You go back first, this is a friend of mine, I'll entertain him." McGonagall smiled.

"Okay, see you tomorrow." Yabei Mia smiled at Michael and went out the door with Sally.

Michael also nodded to them with a smile, and his eyes stayed on Sally's body for a moment, revealing a hint of confusion, but he didn't say much.

"City Lord, please sit down, the taste of spicy grilled fish can be chosen, slightly spicy, medium spicy, super spicy, perverted spicy, if you want to sleep well at night, it is recommended not to choose perverted spicy." McGonagall lowered the blinds, and today was an exception for Michael, not because of his status as a city lord, but because of his words as a father.

As a father, he could relate to the desperation of Amy when he was hurt by some kind of pain and he couldn't do anything about it.

Of course, McGonagall also thought about the food rankings, originally he was thinking of going to the City Lord's Mansion tomorrow to be willing, but now that the City Lord is sitting in the restaurant, what do you have to say, it seems that it will be better to talk to him in person, right?

"Then I want a medium serving of super spicy grilled fish." Michael flipped through the menu for a moment, closed it and looked at McGonagall.

"Okay, please wait, I'll take the baby to sleep first." McGonagall nodded, turned and walked to the counter, carefully picked up Amy, who had fallen asleep on the counter, and the ugly duckling who was sleeping in her arms, and slowly walked upstairs.

"It's the first time I've been left to eat and I'm drying, and I'm really an interesting person." Michael smiled and shook his head, his gaze slowly scanning the dining room, and finally settled on the crystal lamp above his head, and squinted his eyes slightly.