I, holding a long sword in my hand, only know one move

"Charlene, do you need help?"

Unlike others, Ailian can also remember her name when she is new here, and does not have to look at her name badge every time like others do to greet her.

"No! There's no problem with me..." Charlene smiled and waved her hand, "It's just that the guests at table 14 over there said they are your old friends, and they care about how you are doing recently. I just feel I’m curious, so I just told you, it’s just a coincidence.”

Old friend...?

Ailian showed a surprised expression at first, then uneasiness flashed in her eyes, and the corners of her mouth were no longer as natural as before.

Most of the "old friends" who could call him by his name did not bring him such good memories... Thinking of those guys who had interacted with him in the smoky land before, Elian thought I couldn't help but feel a headache.

Don't those people know they are here?

"Ellen?" Seeing that her face didn't look good, Charlene called her out of concern, "Are you okay?"

"No, it's okay! Don't worry!" Elian quickly adjusted her expression and asked seemingly unintentionally, "Are the guests at table 14 regular guests?"

"Hey, it seems like this is the first time I've seen it."

Although Charlene is a newcomer, she has been working here for three weeks. Regulars who are familiar with Ailian will basically come once a week or two. If they are not regulars... it is very likely that the previous guys came to see her. trouble.

It's true that no one dares to cause trouble here, but if you just come here to make yourself sick or have a normal meal, you won't be kicked out at all.

Ailian, who was a little uneasy in her heart, rubbed her cold hands and said to Charlene, "I'll go over and take a look when I have time. You can continue your work. There are a lot of guests tonight."

"Ah, okay! Then I won't disturb you."

The two of them went away busy.

In order to avoid the fact that some guys who had entangled with her before came here, Elian didn't want to affect her work and service quality. She finally gained a foothold here and lived a peaceful and fulfilling life. She didn't want to Because of this, I destroyed it again, so I kept walking around the 14th deck, intentionally or unintentionally.

After sending away three more tables of guests, Elaine took the time to ask Charlene if the guests at table 14 had left. The answer she received was that they were still enjoying their meal leisurely.

"The things he ordered are all the signatures of our store...the prices are very expensive! I have heard of many dishes for the first time, and they are even not on our menu." Charlene hugged the tray, her eyes seemed to twinkle. Shining, "When I first mentioned the name of the dish, I said I had never heard of this kind of dish, but he seemed to be very confident and said that he would write it down and leave it to the chef to cook it...Ellen, do you know? He didn't seem to know For example, guests who come here for the first time may just have not been here for a long time, and I can’t handle it anymore.”

"--is that so?"

After receiving this information, Elian's uneasiness that had been tangled in her heart was instantly relieved. In fact, very few customers who knew Lexington's hidden menu knew her. It could basically be ruled out that they were the guys who had caused trouble for her before.

So she breathed a sigh of relief and smiled:

"Okay, that's really helpful, Charlene. Leave the guests at table 14 to me later."

"Huh? What did I help you with...Ellen?"

In the blink of an eye, Ailian had disappeared, leaving Charlene standing there stupidly holding the tray, being urged by the manager on duty to move again.

Chapter 61 The big boss behind the scenes who lives a simple life

When Ailian came to the booth in the enclosed area on the inside, she walked to the table 14 that Charlene mentioned, and she could already hear the voices of a young man and woman communicating.

"Husband, did you order too much...I can't eat it."

"It's okay. If you can't eat it, you can take it away. I haven't been here for a while and I really miss the taste here."

"But...are the dishes you mentioned that are not on the menu very expensive? I think the waitress just now was a little overwhelmed by your intentions."

"Hahaha, she must be new here, don't worry, newcomers always need to exercise. For me, I just think those dishes are worthy of the price, and they are quite affordable."

Hearing the man's voice becoming more and more familiar, Elian quickened her pace and walked towards table 14, outside the spacious booth room with a gauze partition.

"Sorry to disturb you, two guests. I am Elaine Smirnaya. I heard that you...are looking for me?"

Elaine wanted to see clearly the person inside through the gauze, but the booth area was obviously very good at protecting privacy. Even the seemingly transparent gauze had a concealment spell. Even the transmission You won't be able to tell who the voice is, and you will only feel that the figure is familiar.

The conversation between the two people in the booth stopped. As Cheng Rang opened the gauze partition, the three people who met again after a long time all showed surprised expressions.

Cheng Rang was the first to come back to his senses. He first took a look at the young girl in front of him, whose temperament was completely different from before. Compared with the girl who was wearing heavy makeup and hanging out in the bar, Ailian, who was now wearing a neat uniform and smooth shawl brown hair, looked... She is more sunny and cheerful, and her energetic eyes no longer contain the confusion of the previous gloomy life.

"Long time no see, Ailian. You've changed so much during this time, I almost didn't dare to recognize you, hahaha!"

"Mr. Cheng... Cheng! I, ah, no... thank you! This is all because of you, thank you so much. Oh my God, I even thought you... I... .sorry!"

Ailian was so excited that she covered her mouth and stammered when speaking. She was undoubtedly full of gratitude for the fact that the entire family's life had been changed by Cheng Rang.

"And Miss Isabella, nice to meet you!"

Isabella smiled softly: "Don't be nervous Elen, we are all old friends, aren't we? How is your father?"

"Dad, he is in good health. Thanks to the medicine provided by Mr. Cheng's Scranton Foundation, the sleeping problems that have been bothering him recently are much better."

A bloated body will compress the heart, lungs and internal organs. Although there are almost no records of medical treatments for jellyfish infection, it is obvious that Elaine still pays attention to this matter.

Cheng Rang nodded and smiled: "That's good. Today's dishes are as exciting as usual. It seems that I couldn't find any faults in my restaurant even when I visited privately."

"Where! We have always provided guests with the highest quality dishes and services with high standards and strict requirements. This is what we should do."

Ailian's answer was also very appropriate. It was obvious that she could no longer see the shadow of her previous degenerate appearance. She had found a new life of her own, which made Cheng Rang happy.

Afterwards, the few of them unknowingly chatted about a lot of trivial household matters. When Elian came back to her senses, she realized that the food on the table had gone cold because of this.

Cheng Rang stopped Ailian who was bowing and apologizing while trying to re-serve the dishes for them at his own expense, and said quickly: "No, this is a casual relationship that I just chatted about. My wife Isa is also happy, and besides, we are all full. It’s almost time to check out and leave.”

Considering that any dish on the table could wipe out Ailian's entire month's salary, Cheng Rang only asked her to get a few take-out boxes in the end.

After packing up, Cheng Rang followed Ailian to the checkout counter with the plastic bag and lunch box containing the packed meals.

The cashier was still the middle-aged man who had witnessed Leticia nearly split the entire restaurant in half with a magic sword. Cheng Rang didn't remember his name for a while, but the man immediately recognized the person in front of him. It’s the restaurateur’s boss.

"Mr. Cheng!? This..."

The nameplate read: Lobby Manager Martin. Cheng Rang glanced at it and quickly motioned for him to keep his voice down.

While handing over the card, Cheng Rang chuckled and said, "Don't say I've been here, otherwise Jacob will make a fuss again."

"....Do you have to pay to dine in your own restaurant?"

Martin gingerly took the bank card with gold patterns on a black background with both hands. Who knows how much wealth is stored in such a light card that no one can even hope to capture in a lifetime.

"I'm used to paying for meals, so I might not mind it when I drink, but even if I own such a high-end restaurant... it doesn't feel good to eat openly and openly."

Besides, even if the money is paid out, it just goes back and forth in the account. It is also considered as investment support for one's own career, and no matter how much you think about it, you won't lose anything.

"You are serious...!" Martin is one of the few restaurant owners who has experienced the process of making a difference.

One of the employees repeatedly denied such description.

Overlord meal or something, it’s not that bad! Who in the entire HL dares to say that your boss, Cheng, came here to eat the Overlord meal? Besides, he hasn't eaten the Overlord Meal either.

Before leaving after paying the bill, Cheng Rang took the initiative to say goodbye to Ailian: "There are other guests here, so I won't go into the kitchen. I will ask your father-in-law to come out for a drink another day when I have time, and say hello to him on my behalf."

"Okay, sure! Mr. Cheng, Miss Isabella, please walk slowly."

“Welcome again!”

.....

In the lobby, the diners at a table stared at the pair of guests who seemed to be sent off by the waiters. They raised their brows in confusion and locked their eyes on the take-out bag held in Cheng Rang's hand.

"When you come to a five-star restaurant to eat, you have to pack so many things away... It looks like you are a country bumpkin who has saved up for a long time just to come here for a meal..."

"The female companion is quite pretty, but her dressing sense is too cheap. Her clothes only cost 20 zeil from a street stall, hahaha!"

The guests who secretly laughed at him just regarded it as a joke after dinner, but they still didn't know that they were actually the clowns.

The clothes Cheng Rang wears that haven't been changed in thousands of years are actually the work of the largest private custom-made clothing store in HL. They include various high-tech technologies such as dust-proof and anti-fouling, simple camouflage, quick-drying and waterproof, and one-click change of style. Or the magic function, the design price alone has exceeded six figures, and the cost and final pricing have reached eight figures.

Although it looks simple, in fact, the food and clothing are better than anyone else. It is really a high-end example of fishing and enjoyment!

No, as soon as the sarcastic words of the guest at the table came out, the regular customers on the side already recognized who the "hillbilly" was walking out with two large plastic bags.

They addressed the discussion friendly and quietly to guests at the opposite table.

"Hey, isn't that Boss Cheng? Why does he have time to bring his wife here for dinner today?"

"Huh, who knows, but from the looks of it, he must have ordered all the dishes on the hidden menu again. The price of any dish on the hidden menu is enough for us to earn money without eating for several months. No more clothes, let alone take-out, if I could really eat it once, I can’t wait to lick the plate clean!”

"It's such a luxurious meal. What's the background of Boss Cheng you are talking about?"

Seeing that the attention of the guests at the table had been directed curiously, the alien sitting on the chair and telling the story straightened the collar of his suit and said proudly: "That's what I said, let me tell you... A long time ago, there was a legend about a black-haired god of death with a white blade in HL... He was almost as famous as [Lebra]."

"...Lebra!?"

There were gasps of air from all around. It was obviously related to the gathering of aliens in a high-end restaurant, and they were not prepared to cater to the etiquette of the human world.

"Later I found out - the black-haired and white-bladed God of Death... is him! And he is also inextricably linked to Lebra!"

The alien was startled and pointed at Cheng Rang, who had already opened the door and left, "That's how he single-handedly cut down the crime rate of Helsalemzlot a year ago with a knife." Three percentage points of fierceness!”

"He owns half of HL's winery and the most popular bar in HL - the Westin Bar. He is also the owner there."

"also....?"

"Hey, I don't know. This Lexington-" the alien took a sip of tea and pointed at his feet, "The boss on the surface is Jacob Gary, but in fact there is a big boss behind him. , otherwise why would no one dare to cause trouble here?"

He compared his hand to a knife, slowly drew it on his neck, and said: "Because everyone who dares to cause trouble will be punished by this! No one can survive. Even the summoned incarnation of the outer god [Earthquake Disaster Existence] was once He chopped it up with a single blow, who do you think dares to cause trouble on the territory of this giant Buddha?"

"Wow...!" Everyone sitting around shouted in surprise.

"So you know, that boss...is also him!"

"Huo~ are you so awesome?!"

"--of course!"

Speaking of this, at first I felt that the guests at the table of the big boss, who was wearing the so-called "ten million zer" level stalls, had saved up for a long time and only had a few hundred million to come here to have a meal and take them away, one by one. Their heads were stuck in the table like ostriches, and none of them could lift their heads.

It can only be blamed on them being too young and not having experienced the chaotic days like the otherworlder brother, so they are blind.

Finally, the old man swung the cup, patted his chest and said, "If I hadn't been in the hospital forty-nine times because of those things, who would know these unknown stories? Come on, cheers!"

Everyone raised their glasses with admiration, and said with tea instead of wine: "Cheers to you, brother!"

The sound of glasses clinking together echoed in the corner of the restaurant lobby. Even so, it didn't attract anyone's extra attention, as if it was already accustomed to such a scene.

Chapter 62 Cheng Rang’s Graduation Examination for the Mantra Master

From then on, Cheng Rang's life in HL became the same for a long time.

When I get up every morning, I make out with my wife when I have time. If I don’t have time, I go to the Lebra Society to check in. Then I stay at home with Isabella or go to the bookshelf to read books.

Every

On Saturdays, I regularly go to Leticia’s house to report on my learning progress, and then learn new spells.

Facts have proved that Cheng Rang is not as talented as Isabella in terms of Lin Curses, so Leticia only asked him to learn the first ten basic Lin Curses sequences, and then used "There is no need to use things that have no talent." The excuse of "learning too deeply and wasting effort" is no longer taught to Cheng Rang's Defensive Lin Curse.

But in fact, what Leticia wanted to blurt out several times was: You are thicker-skinned than the city wall, you are not afraid of being beaten at all, why are you learning the Lin Curse! ?

In contrast, Cheng Rang is more adaptable to offensive mantras, which may be the reason why he has been practicing swordsmanship and swordsmanship for many years. He believes that offense is a better defense than hiding behind a shield.

It was already four months after I finished the second thick book "Mantra Forms and Esperanto Text Variations", and it took several more months to learn the sequence of mantras to the point where I could take the exam.

At this time, Cheng Rang finally ushered in his first "Strength Certification Examination."

Leticia's assessment standards for Brahma curse masters are very different from those of Lin curse masters.

A conjurer who majors in mantras must at least master silent casting and mobile casting, and be able to cast the best spell according to the strength of the opponent's defense and attack properties to be considered qualified.

The assessment for mastering the Mantra sequence is relatively loose compared to the Mantra Master. As long as it can be released, it is considered qualified. This is the same as the Mantra Master. From the first to the 150th Mantra, and then to the Mantra 3 Three hundred and one.

But there must be at least five or more sequences of mantras, and the power or nature must be higher than the standards of ordinary mantras.

It can also be understood as a signature skill.

Without any impressive real skills, Leticia was embarrassed to let the mantra apprentice graduate from her hands. It would be embarrassing to tell anyone about it.

——Even if this apprentice is a swordsman! Conjuration and swordsmanship are different. You can't say that you can pass the conjuration exam if you are good at swordsmanship, right?

So today, the No. 1 special training ground at the Scranton Foundation Research Base was requisitioned again.

Silver-gray high-strength memory alloy wraps this huge training ground with a width of tens of thousands of square meters. Due to the use of spatial topology devices, the surroundings of this training ground are fixed with Scranton Realistic Stabilization Buoy Type II.

As the bright white lights from the ceiling suddenly illuminated the place, Lebra's staff, except for those who had tasks and those who needed to be on duty, huddled in the small monitoring room behind the wall.

"It's too crowded, fishman...the greasy mucus on your body has rubbed onto my clothes!"

"Although I am a fishman, my body surface does not have the function of secreting mucus. If you are looking for trouble, why don't you find the reason within yourself?"

"Okay you two, aren't we here to see the results of Senior Cheng's cultivation during this period? If we continue arguing, we will miss the good show."

Zabu and Jet pushed each other's heads hard, trying to catch a glimpse of the image on the surveillance screen through Klaus's broad back in front of them, while Leo hid in an unpopulated corner and used his hands to show the telescope. The style directly uses the prosthetic eyes of God to peer through the thick reinforced concrete and memory alloy walls to see the situation inside the venue.