The young knight sat on horseback, looked down at McGonagall condescendingly, and asked, "Are you the owner of the restaurant, McGonagall?" ”

"Yes." McGonagall nodded, he was a little curious about what the king of the Rose Empire had to give him, and he sent the king's personal guard to send it in person.

This knight looks twenty-five or sixteen years old, but he already has a sixth-level strength, which is considered a young talent with good talent and strength.

"The king's will, be half-kneeling to receive it." The young knight said in a deep voice.

"I'm not a citizen of the Empire, I'm in a city of chaos, why do I have to bow down?" McGonagall asked unmoved.

"You ......" The young knight's face turned cold, the whip in his hand was raised, and he remembered the chief's advice, this cook was personally instructed by His Majesty the King to invite, and he must not be hurt, and he put it down forcibly, and said coldly: "The king's will, please ask Mr. McGonagall, the owner of McMille's restaurant, to go to Luodu to cook a palace banquet, and the flying mount has been prepared, and he will set off immediately." ”

He was a little puzzled, why His Majesty the King had gone to such great lengths to let him come and send a flying mount to meet him.

However, the attitude of this chef made him dislike it very much, with his strength and identity, not to mention an ordinary chef on weekdays, even those powerful people in Luodu City had to be polite, but he dared to talk back to himself like this.

However, being able to go to the palace of the Los Empire to cook a palace banquet for the king is a coveted honor for many chefs, and this guy must have immediately changed his attitude and started kneeling and licking him.

"I'm sorry, I'm afraid I won't be able to take the king's will." McGonagall gestured to the small blackboard beside her, "Unfortunately, I've just taken a three-day leave and must open tomorrow, or my lovely guests will go berserk." ”

"Huh?" The young knight was stunned for a moment, and looked at McGonagall as if he were looking at a fool, not only did this guy not immediately kneel and lick him, but he even refused the king's invitation?

How can anyone refuse a king in this world? How could anyone dare to refuse the king!

"What did you just say?" The young knight felt that he might have misheard something.

"Please go back, because I have to run a restaurant, I don't have time to go to the Los Empire." McGonagall remained calm.

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What a perfunctory reason for this guy to refuse the king's invitation on such a ground?!

"Do you know what it means to refuse the King's invitation?" The young knight drew the long sword at his waist and pointed it at McGonagall and said coldly, "Now you have to worry about the rampaging me, not your idiot guests!" You have two choices, follow me, or die. ”

"Young man, it's better to keep a low profile." McGonagall looked at the young knight with a somewhat complicated expression.

"Low-key?" The young knight smiled and said proudly: "Since becoming the king's personal guard, a lowly person like you is only qualified to look up to me......"

"Bang!"

A folding chair drew a graceful parabola and slapped it the face of the young knight sitting on horseback.

The young knight was slapped directly from the horse's back to the ground, and a fiery red figure came from a distance, jumped high, stepped the knight who was struggling to get up to the ground with one foot, and reached out to catch the folding chair that had just fallen.

"It's not good to want our Burning Legion to not be able to eat the Sacred Meat Sandwich." Sargeras looked at the young knight who was pressed to the ground with his face on his feet, and said with a serious expression.

The young knight felt as if half of his face had been struck by a speeding carriage, half of his face was completely numb, and his whole head was dizzy.

And the powerful momentum exuded by the demon who stepped on his face made him even more frightened, it was a terrifying force that could easily kill him.

"As I told you, my guests are not ordinary, and you believe it." McGonagall looked at the young knight who was trampled under Sargeras's feet, and sighed slightly, but the schadenfreude in her tone made people want to hit someone.

"You devil knows who I am! I am the envoy of the king of the Los Empire, if you dare to bully me like this, the Los Empire will definitely list you as a person who must be killed, and you will not let me go quickly! The young knight shouted angrily, with the Empire of Los and the king as his backing, he had nothing to fear.

"The King's Envoy?" Sargeras frowned, if the Los Empire were to target their Burning Legion, it would indeed be a bit of trouble, in that case, this guy ......

Sargeras's eyes were cold, and he already had murderous intent.

Seeing Sargeras's hesitation, the young knight thought that he had heard that the Los Empire was afraid, and said more and more proudly: "Hmph, you are just a demon, how dare you disobey the king's order, quickly let me go, and then obediently kneel to me and beg for mercy, if I am happy, maybe I will spare your life." ”

Even McGonagall couldn't help but want to admire this big brother's death-defying behavior, this year's knights of the Los Empire can't do it, how can there be such a guy with eyes above the top, out of the border of the Los Empire, and there is an illusion that he is the boss.

If it weren't for the fear that this guy's death in the City of Chaos might cause him some trouble, he wanted to use a kitchen knife to open a scoop for him and take a look at what was inside.

Sargeras's face turned cold, and he clenched his folding chair and prepared to send the open-mouthed guy on his way.

"When will the people of the Los Empire be able to run to the City of Chaos and threaten and bully the inhabitants of the City of Chaos at will?" At that moment, a majestic voice sounded, and a black carriage stopped at the door of McMie's restaurant, the door opened, and Roland stepped out, looking coldly at the young knight who had been trampled on the ground.

Sargeras glanced at the men in the carriage, put away the folding chair, withdrew the foot that had stepped on the young knight's face, and stepped aside.

Since the Gray God Temple Hall Masters are here, naturally there is nothing for him to do.

The young knight only felt a terrifying coercion envelop him, and a powerful spiritual force pressed against him, although the demon had withdrawn his foot, he was still lying on the ground unable to move, and the strong feeling of oppression made him almost unable to breathe.

"Grey Temple Lord Roland!" The young knight's heart was shocked, and one of the actual masters of the City of Chaos had appeared here for a chef and attacked him.

"Lord Roland, I have been ordered by the king to invite Mr. McGonagall, the owner of McMie's restaurant, to cook a palace banquet in Luodu, no offense, please forgive me." The young knight hurriedly said.

It is rumored from the outside world that the city lord of the city of chaos is bold and benevolent, but the hall master of the Gray God Temple is ruthless, if he makes a move against him and is famous, I am afraid that His Majesty the King will not say much.

"Would you like Mr. McGonagall to go?" Roland looked at McGonagall.

"The restaurant is busy, and I ask this warrior to inform the king that he will not be able to go because he is weak." McGonagall smiled.

Roland put away the coercion, looked at the knight and said coldly: "You also heard the words, now, you can get out." ”