Amid the repeated cries of amazement, quite a few people began resenting their frail Muggle bodies. Otherwise, they could have enjoyed more of this magical food that strengthened the body and could even restore their youth.
Seated majestically on the Throne, Shawn did not eat. He simply watched the varied expressions of humanity playing out below.
He had put some thought into this banquet to stir the desires of these Muggle politicians and business magnates.
He had once considered developing a system of medicinal cuisine using potions, but too many other matters had come up, and the idea had been shelved.
Now, to give these high-ranking Muggles a taste of the benefits first, he had revisited the idea and even added some diluted Elixir of Life to the medicinal dishes served at the banquet.
Otherwise, the effects could not possibly have been so obvious.
It was an investment he had to make to land a bigger prize.
At the crystal dining table, Rockfino silently finished the small portion of food on his plate. He looked at his noticeably smoother, more lustrous skin, hesitated for a moment, then rose and bowed respectfully to Shawn on the dais.
"Honored God King, my name is Simmons Rockefeller. Thank you for your generous hospitality.
"Your kindness and generosity have shown me the possibility of coexistence between Wizards and Muggles. On behalf of the Rockefeller family, I pledge that we will spare no effort in our future cooperation.
"As a humble Muggle, I would only like to ask you, Lord God King: is it truly impossible for a Muggle to become a Wizard?"
The guests who had been exclaiming in wonder immediately fell silent. Forgetting the earlier lesson, they all turned to look at Shawn on the Throne again.
During the earlier tour, some had