Angor looked at the mass of flesh, Greya, and gulped. Of course, that was not because of Greya’s bewitching makeup. He was scared.
As Greya followed Neo into the golden banquet room, she immediately sensed the ripples from the magic lines on the golden card.
She was surprised too. She was expecting al wizard, or at least a wizard’s companion. However, it was only an ordinary man who had not even constructed his spirit model.
The surprise only lasted for a second before Greya quickly put it away. Tom Weasel had told her telepathically that this young man named Angor was the golden card holder.
So little Toby was behind all this?
Greya raised an eyebrow. Whatever was the Morning Dew that attracted Toby?
Greasy Bird Neo quietly stepped back to somewhere out of sight while Tom Weasel led everyone into their seats.
Heroline, Jellal, and Sabot sat down in a leisure manner, while the other apprentices hesitated. There were seats for them, but they did not dare to sit down. Same for Angor. However, Tom Weasel just kept staring at him, and Angor could not stand those stares in the end, so he took a seat in embarrassment before Tom Weasel finally walked away with his dancing steps.
Jellal humphed in frustration, for sharing a table with a common mortal. However, he did not say anything. The mortal had the golden card, after all.
Heroline and Sabot chatted nonchalantly while Angor sat with a blank face, with no one to talk to. He kept shifting anxiously until Greya walked in front of him with charming steps and swaying hips.
“It’s good to see you, honored guest,” said Greya as she sat down on the table in front of Angor in a seducing way. She took out a folding fan decorated with laced edge and gave Angor’s shoulder a gentle tap.
Angor shivered.
“I’m Greya, your chef today.”
When she mentioned her name, Heroline, Sabot and Jellal all looked at her. They thought this monstrosity of human flesh was also one of the workers. But man, she was the owner of the restaurant, “Warrior Barbie” Greya!
“So you’re Lady Greya. Back at the Floating Mech City, my mentor Mithra mentioned your name,” said Sabot.
Sabot was expecting Greya to respond or exchange a basic greeting with him, but… Greya only turned around, looked at him up and down, and turned away.
“…” Sabot was speechless.
Heroline had a clear idea about her position. The three wizards were only receiving a free meal thanks to Angor, so she did not try to talk to Greya. Instead, she watched the interaction between Greya and Angor with interest. Ha, a real wizard, serving a common mortal. This was fun.
“La—Lady Greya, I’m Angor Padt, a reserved student for White Coral Floating Island Academy.” Angor stood up uneasily and gave Greya a deep bow.
Greya stopped him with her fan. “Angor Padt, is it? I’ll call you Angor from now on, can I? And put away those manners. You’re in my restaurant, you’re my guest. To hell with the wizard rules.”
She unfolded her fan and hid her crimson lips behind the laced fan leaves as she said, “Not to mention that you’re the most respected golden customer of Barbie’s Restaurant.”