Chapter 644: Chapter 55 After Dinner
Tel blinked, his heavy dark circles almost shing into one under such blinking.
This ‘Clock Tower’ mber of the ‘Ground Reconnaissance Bureau’ subconsciously wanted to retort.
But then, he thought about it seriously.
And he felt that Jason’s words seed to make sense.
You see, attracting people with earnest words and then leading to an unexpected twist.
It would indeed leave a lasting impression.
And it would also make the person who sent the ssage appear very interesting.
An interesting beginning is vitally important to strangers, as Tel was well aware.
Moreover, it would showcase an interesting soul!
Maybe I should give it a try?
After pondering gravely for two seconds, Tel took out his notebook. He ticulously jotted down Jason’s previous words—being a formal mber of the ‘Clock Tower,’ Tel had cultivated good record-keeping habits since childhood.
Jason watched Tel, who was recording, without interrupting.
Not just because the words he had just spoken were sincere and not ant as a mockery.
But also because Tony had once again co out of the kitchen.
As before, the tal trolley creaked as it was pushed along.
"Please enjoy!”
After setting the ‘Warrior Pot’ on the table, Tony bowed in chef’s etiquette and spoke.
However, this ti, his gaze did not deviate.
He watched Jason pick up the pot with a smile, watched Jason open his mouth, watched as the food in the ‘Warrior Pot’ diminished at a visibly rapid pace accompanied by a series of gulping and chewing sounds.
The chef’s forehead began to bead with sweat.
Tony had seen people who could finish a ‘Warrior Pot’ by themselves.
In fact, he had seen quite a few of them.
Because ‘Mystical Side’ individuals have a unique constitution, they can usually eat much more than normal people, especially in the ‘Copper’s Defiance’ camp, where the stronger the warrior, knight, the more they could eat. Ŕ₳ꞐộＢĚS̈
But even those great warriors, high-order knights would slow down their pace when faced with their second ‘Warrior Pot.’
The stomach’s capacity is limited, after all!
But the gentleman before him, Lord Jason, faced the second ‘Warrior Pot’ with a ravenous speed… completely surpassing his knowledge of ‘Mystical Side’ individuals!
Truly worthy of being the second ‘Ship Slayer’!
Tony thought to himself as he turned back toward the kitchen.
He hadn’t forgotten that Jason had just ntioned two pots.
The sounds of swallowing and chewing that reached his ears did not affect Tel, who had just jotted down Jason’s words. Suddenly inspired, he had so ideas of his own.
Without hesitation, Tel started to organize his thoughts and to record them.
This was undoubtedly ti-consuming.
But since Lord Jason was eating, it wasn’t altogether a waste.
With that thought, Tel imrsed himself in his world, oblivious to the passage of ti.
When the ‘Clock Tower’ mber of the ‘Ground Reconnaissance Bureau’ snapped back to reality, he found that Lord Jason was still eating.
"Not finished yet?”
Tel asked Tony with a smile.
He found nothing odd about it.
After all, it was a hundred-pound ‘Warrior Pot’!
Just being able to finish one was already astonishing, to get to the second?
That truly was beyond the average person’s imagination.
So ‘slow and careful eating’ seed normal to Tel.
As for a third?
Tel never believed anyone could consu three ‘Warrior Pots,’ even Lord Jason.
But soon, Tel noticed sothing was off.
Why was Lord Jason’s pace of slow and careful eating a bit fast?
And Tony’s complexion seed off, too.
Slightly pale and sweating.
It seed like he had expended a great deal of physical strength.
And what could cause Tony, a chef, to use so much physical strength?
Cooking!
Beyond that, Tel could think of nothing else.
But Tel knew well that with Tony’s capabilities, even managing a banquet for a hundred people would not cause any fatigue, and even doubling the number of guests would pose no problem.
Yet now Tony’s face was filled with exhaustion!
How much had Lord Jason eaten?!
Reacting swiftly, Tel, while clutching his wallet in his pocket, looked at Tony with a mixture of shock and apprehensive inquiry.
As a mber of the ‘Clock Tower’ stationed at the ‘Ground Reconnaissance Bureau,’ Tel enjoyed a hefty salary.
Each week, he could draw from both the ‘Clock Tower’ and the ‘Ground Reconnaissance Bureau’ would not shortchange him.
But as a ‘Wizard,’ he needed to buy Magic materials and a considerable number of books.
The forr was expensive.
The latter?
It wasn’t expensive, but there were new issues every month.
Over ti, this also amounted to a significant expense.
Especially so commorative and special edition issues cost even more money.
Therefore, he didn’t have much spare cash.
Living paycheck to paycheck was his label.
Just like being a part of the Nobility.
Or perhaps, the two were inherently intertwined.
No, this can’t continue!
I still need a complete family to restrain myself!
Unconsciously, Tel’s thoughts drifted, but his gaze did not leave his good friend.
Under Tel’s watchful eye, Tony raised his hand and made a ‘two’ sign.
"Two portions?”
"Is this the third one?”
Tel imdiately breathed a sigh of relief.
Just the third, thank goodness, thank goodness!
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