An Interesting Restaurant

Wendy and Lise were feeling incredibly envious of Sophie and Jessica at this moment.

They kept pulling Sophie and Jessica aside to ask one question after another, most of which concerned Olivier. They didn't dare ask Olivier directly; they weren't familiar with him, and deep down, they felt a sliver of trepidation.

Three women make a crowd, but four women make a cacophony.

Olivier couldn't get a word in edgewise. Since most of the conversation revolved around his own affairs, he ended up becoming a mere bystander.

And so.

Olivier began to think about how to chase these two women away. Having been separated for over two years, he hadn't even had the chance to catch up or share any intimate moments with Sophie and Jessica yet.

Finally.

He satisfied Wendy and Lise's curiosity and sent them on their way.

"Sophie, Jessica, come here. I've realized that after two years apart, you've both become even more beautiful."

With the three of them alone, Olivier began to act a bit mischievous, pulling Sophie and Jessica onto his lap, one on each side.

"Really? Where?" Sophie asked, acting coy.

"That's right, where have we become more beautiful?" Jessica followed suit, pouting playfully.

When the three of them were alone, they were endlessly flirtatious, but whenever others were around, they were incredibly gentle and virtuous. They knew exactly what kind of women Olivier liked, and they became exactly that.

"Where, you ask? Here? Or there? Let me study it properly." As he spoke, Olivier began to tease various parts of Sophie and Jessica's bodies.

Sophie looked at Olivier and said, "We haven't become more beautiful; it's you, My Lord, who has become more handsome and charming."

After becoming a god.

To ordinary people, he possessed a mysterious allure that even Wendy and Lise couldn't help but be drawn to.

"I've become more handsome, and you've become more beautiful. Let's see exactly what has changed, hehe." Olivier laughed lecherously.

"Ah, My Lord, after becoming a god, are there any special changes? Like, down there?" Jessica asked with a wicked grin.

"Down there? Where? Oh, you'll know once you try, haha."

The night was filled with infinite splendor.

The next day.

Olivier suggested they go for a stroll around the imperial capital.

Since arriving in the capital of the Yulan Empire, Olivier had been busy teaching Catherine the Taiji Fist, and later he had been away for over two years. Sophie and Jessica had been busy studying magic, so they had never really gone out.

Thus, none of the three had properly explored the capital of the Yulan Empire.

"In the O'Brien Empire, warriors are everywhere, but mages are extremely rare. Although there are many warriors in this Yulan Empire capital, the number of mages is no less than that of the warriors."

Olivier remarked as they walked.

"I read about it in the academy. The capital of the Yulan Empire is the city with the most mages on the entire continent. Because of the High Priest, this place is a holy land for mages. It is also the place with the most Saint-level mages; there are thirty or forty Saint-level mages living here, accounting for half of all the Saint-level mages on the continent," Jessica said.

"My Lord, look, magic books and magic runes are visible everywhere in this capital. We didn't have these in Red Flame City. These runes are truly beautiful; I think this place is much more interesting than Red Flame City," Sophie said, pointing to a stall by the side of the road.

"Warriors are a bunch of rough fellows, while mages are a group who pride themselves on being noble. They are very particular about their food, clothing, housing, and transportation, so naturally, the quality of life here is better than in Red Flame City," Olivier said.

"My Lord, you are a warrior yourself, hee hee. How can you talk about yourself like that?"

Sophie laughed.

Olivier chuckled. He could be refined or vulgar, and he appreciated both; as long as he was happy, that was all that mattered.

"Let's go, the restaurant you mentioned is just ahead."

This was a restaurant famous throughout the capital for its delicious food. The owner had a very strange temper; he had no set pricing. If he was in a good mood, he would charge whatever he felt like; if he was in a bad mood, the bill would be exorbitant. Some people ate for free, while others had spent a Saint-level magic core for a single meal.

Sophie and Jessica had heard some classmates and teachers mention it while at the academy, and everyone had nothing but praise for the food.

However, they felt both love and hate toward the owner.

Having heard of such an interesting restaurant, how could Olivier not come to see it for himself?

After all, he considered himself a connoisseur of fine food on the Yulan Continent.

"Interesting, the chef is actually a Saint-level Magus."

The restaurant was not large, with three or four waiters, but there was only one chef—the owner himself. With Olivier's god-level strength, he could naturally tell that this chef was a Saint-level Magus.

"Why aren't there many people?"

Olivier saw that there were eight tables in the restaurant, but only one was occupied, so he asked.

If the food was so good, it should be packed.

"My Lord, the same dishes here are a hundred times more expensive than at the best restaurants in the capital, so there are very few people on a daily basis. Sometimes, there isn't a single customer for days," Sophie explained.

"Oh, a hundred times the price?" Olivier was somewhat surprised, though he reconsidered after a moment.

It was only to be expected. A meal prepared personally by a Saint-level Magus was worth not just a hundred times, but a thousand or even ten thousand times the cost.

"Sophie, Jessica, we aren't just here to eat today. If you get the chance, try to steal a few techniques."

Olivier and the two women ordered a few signature dishes and smiled.

"Don't worry, My Lord, there isn't anything we can't learn," Sophie said with a chuckle.

When the dishes were served, Olivier took a taste. Compared to the food Sophie and Jessica prepared, the overall quality was similar, but the flavors were distinct. Different culinary styles each had their own specialties and unique strengths.

"In all the time I've been here, no one has ever managed to learn our boss's craft," the waiter nearby remarked, clearly willing to chat more since he saw two beauties like Sophie and Jessica.

"Oh? No one can learn it? Does your boss have some kind of secret recipe?"

Olivier asked, probing for information.

"That, I couldn't tell you. You'd have to ask our boss," the waiter laughed. Judging by his expression, he was clearly in the dark as well. "You can try asking him; if he's in a good mood, he might just tell you."

"Hey, brother, could you help me call your boss out? I'd like to have a word with him."

Olivier said to the waiter.

"I'll tell him for you, but whether he sees you or not depends on his mood," the waiter replied, being quite enthusiastic and talkative.

"Just tell him I want to buy his culinary skills and he can name his price," Olivier added.

"My Lord, you want us to learn his cooking?" Jessica asked once the waiter had left.

"I'm telling you, this boss is an interesting fellow. You'll see for yourselves in a moment," Olivier smiled.

He picked up a piece of 'Dragon Liver' and popped it into his mouth. This 'Dragon Liver' came from an 'Aquatic Dragon', and it was incredibly delicious. These dragons lived in the water and were not very large, making them excellent for consumption; they tasted wonderful, though they were extremely troublesome to prepare.

Sophie and Jessica also began to enjoy the delicacies on the table, savoring the flavors carefully while contemplating how the dishes were made.

It had to be said!

The food at this restaurant was exceptional. Even Olivier, who was accustomed to fine dining, couldn't help but take a few extra bites.

"These dishes seem to be stir-fried using a special method. The heat control is superb, but the combination of ingredients seems slightly imperfect."

Experts look for the technique, while laymen look for the spectacle.

The three of them were all masters in the culinary world, eating and waiting for the boss to appear.