Under the attention of all the guests, Dracula's figure stopped in mid-air, looked at Julian and Crassus who were walking towards the restaurant, his face changed slightly, he jumped back lightly, fell to the ground, and said with a smile: "How come, as a noble vampire, this kind of thing, I, Dracula, will never do it, Julian, Lord Crassus, you are free, I will go to the back of the line first." ”

As soon as Dracula turned around, the smile on his face disappeared instantly, and a few drops of cold sweat slowly flowed down his cheeks on his forehead, although admitting this kind of thing was a somewhat humiliating thing for a ninth-level vampire ancestor, but it was obviously a rather wise choice to admit it in front of two tenth-level great magicians, but also the God of Flame and the Lord of Frost.

"What's wrong with this world? The team almost cut things out, but fortunately, the last one was collected in time, otherwise it would be estimated that they would be hung up and beaten, these two were all wiped out by the fierce men of the cannibal demon clan. Dracula sighed inwardly, and quickened his pace a little, for fear that Julian and Crassus would stop him.

"Today, little Amy defeated a fourth-level mage with melee magic in the challenge with the Mage Tower, and it turns out that melee magic is still far stronger than long-range magic." Crassus looked at Julian and said with some smugness, not bothering to pay attention to Dracula at all.

"Fourth-level magician!"

"Is the strength of the little boss already terrifying?"

"A four-year-old fourth-level magician! Such a talent is simply a peerless genius, even Princess Irina was not able to become a fourth-level magician at the age of four, right? ”

The guests at the door of the restaurant were in an uproar when they heard Crassus's words, watching Amy sell cuteness every day, everyone subconsciously regarded her as a harmless little guy, and now they suddenly heard that she had defeated a fourth-level magician, and the surprise in their hearts was already able to tell how to describe it.

Fourth-level, that is an intermediate magician, this can hold the position of squad leader in the City Lord's Mansion and the Gray Temple, and it is enough to make most people awe-inspired.

"It seems that little Amy is the hidden master of Maimie's restaurant, and that super fierce sentence is not cute at all, it is really super fierce!" Harrison sighed, it seems that little Amy can't be underestimated in the future.

"Yes, today Palmer went home and said that the little boss became a little hero of the Chaos Academy today, and he defeated the two powerful magicians of the Mage Tower alone, so that the Mage Tower directly admitted defeat." Jergy smiled and nodded.

"A four-year-old fourth-level magician? It seems that that little girl is indeed a super genius, and it is necessary to let the clan know about this matter, and those juniors must not provoke this little guy with two terrifying masters. When Dracula heard everyone's conversation, he also woke up in his heart and thought to himself.

"It's just a fourth-level magician, and in a few days, even a fifth-level magician will only need one move to solve it in front of Amy's ice magic." Julian pouted, not at all angry at Crassus's words, but rather confident.

Again, this caused quite a stir among the guests, how much time has passed since Julian and Crassus took in the apprentices? Amy's strength has improved so fast, and I am afraid that she will break the records of the wizard world one after another, and she is worthy of being a girl who can let the Lord of Frost and the God of Fire rush to accept apprentices, and even let go of a hundred years of grudges to accept them as apprentices together.

"At that time, the sixth-level magician was already trembling under little Amy's mage staff." Not to be outdone, Crassus walked to the front of the Sweet Party's team and stood still.

"It could be." Julian smiled coldly, standing in the column of the salty party, the cold aura and the fiery aura competed against each other, making the atmosphere of the sweet and salty parties tense again.

"Elven little one?" Dracula couldn't help but relax a lot when he saw that Crassus and Julian weren't staring at him, and when he passed by Bloul, he glanced at him and muttered a little surprise.

"Self-proclaimed noble demons are really rare." Bloor looked at Dracula and said with a slight mockery.

"Little one, are you talking about me?" Dracula stopped, watched Bloor raise his chin, looked at him with some squint, and said, "The noble bloodline of vampires, do you still need to boast of yourself?" Among the demons, we drink only blood, behave nobly and gracefully, and abide by the character of gentlemen. ”

"Really? I heard that there was a vampire who was forced by the elven princess to eat grass for days on Alcatraz Island, and that must be the gentleman vampire who only drinks blood from your elves, right? Bloor asked, looking at Dracula with some curiosity.

The guests next to him all had smiles on their faces, and although they didn't know if what Bloor said was true or false, the thought of a vampire being forced to eat grass was too funny.

"This little guy even knows about this kind of thing!" Dracula raised his eyebrows and glared, but if he jumped out and admitted it at this time, he would not have the face to come to the restaurant to eat in the future, so the expression on his face quickly returned to calm, and he coughed dryly and said seriously: "How can this kind of thing happen, even if it really happens, it is absolutely impossible for us to be from the vampire clan, let alone me." ”

"Really?" Bloor looked at Dracula with some suspicion, why is this guy in a hurry to draw a line between this matter and himself?

"Of course it's true! We vampires have a very strong self-esteem and personality, and we will never eat grass like this. Dracula said flatly.

"What flavor do you eat about tofu brain?" Konstantin on the side suddenly asked.

"Nonsense, salty, of course...... ......" Dracula looked at the faces of the crowd that were gradually smiling, and suddenly felt that this old face was lost all of a sudden, glared at Konstantin, and turned around and walked directly towards the back of the line.

"That's a good question." Bloul glanced at Konstantin with some appreciation, but he didn't expect him to ask such a deep question, and it was quite pleasant to see a demon come out of his mind.

"I've won awards, I don't know what to call my brother?" Konstantin looked at Bloul and smiled, he was a little flustered when he was glared at by Dracula, but when he heard Bloul's praise, he felt full of strength.

"Bloor." Bloul said flatly, his gaze turned away, ignoring Konstantin.

"Blour...... Knowing the name is at least an improvement, and Miss Shirdell can hardly make progress with her, and perhaps she can find a breakthrough from her brother. Konstantin's eyes lit up, and he thought to himself with some joy.

"Why don't you quarrel today?"

At this moment, the door of the restaurant creaked open, and a little guy went out with a cat in one hand and a small stool in the other, looking at everyone a little strangely and asking.