My Restaurant's Guests are All Abnormal

Chapter 492: Chapter 352: What’s the Use of a Watermelon Knife

"Hiss... How am I even supposed to critique this..." After seeing off Alice and her brother, Chen Ze looked at the watermelon knife in front of him, somewhat at a loss for words, considering the item’s properties were just too bizarre.

[Item Name: The Pure Love Warrior’s Butcher Knife]

[Item Level: Epic]

[Item Attributes: 1. One-hit kill on all Minotaurs, ignoring all defenses and items.

The beef cut with this butcher knife will have a fresh-keeping effect and will not damage the muscle texture.]

[Item Description: Pure Love faction is the best in the world! Minotaurs, die!]

Chen Ze shook his head and placed this Minotaur-slaying knife into the cabinet. To him, the item was dispensable; the first attribute was entirely useless, and with his current cooking skills, he didn’t really need the second attribute.

After all, Soma Yukihira and Joichiro Yukihira had specifically taught him the essentials of cutting different types of meat, and cutting along the grain was a basic skill that Chen Ze had now mastered. ƒreewebηoveℓ.com

"But maybe I should keep it. Who knows when a customer might need it? Then I could earn some easy brownie points," Chen Ze thought as he clapped his hands and then went back to checking on his Dragon Worm Soup.

Chen Ze didn’t use the Quadruple Speed Slate to hasten the Dragon Worm Soup, as it would make it harder to control the timing. For other soups, exceeding one minute meant just a minute, but with Quadruple Speed, one minute would become four, and that made a big difference. freewebnσvel.cѳm

Chen Ze watched the Dragon Worms flip and turn in the water as if they were swimming freely, yet the color of the soup and the worms remained unchanged. He shook his head, covered the pot, and started preparing other ingredients.

"My dear, did a mage come by just now?" Lafra rubbed her sleepy eyes and yawned as she came downstairs from the second floor.

"Um... I remember Jack said he was a Fraud Mage," Chen Ze pondered for a moment and then recalled Jack’s earlier words.

"Fraud Mage?" Lafra perked up with interest. She wasn’t intrigued by many things, but never having heard of this profession before, it was quite enticing, especially since that old fart Stan was just a Four-Element Mage.

"Yeah, that’s what he said, but I can’t tell the difference," Chen Ze shook his head. To him, Jack’s actions seemed more like those of a street magician, although he couldn’t figure out how it was done. Of course, he could use a Magic Circle to sense it, but that would be rather dull.

"Eh~" Lafra supported her cheeks with her hands, lost in thought. If only she had come down earlier, maybe she could have seen what was special about this new profession.

"Lady Lafra, would you like to drink something?" Betty sidled up, eager to please.

"Cherry-flavored cola, Betty," Lafra replied with a smile, and as Betty turned to get the cola, Lafra suddenly remembered something.

"Oh right, Betty, you’re from the Belmouth Succubus clan, aren’t you?" Lafra recalled the document she had seen earlier, which seemed related to Betty, so Stan had tossed it over to her.

Betty’s whole succubus demeanor froze for a second before she turned back with a forced smile, "Yes... yes, Lady Lafra... what about it..."

Seeing Betty’s expression, Chen Ze glanced at his girlfriend. Lafra winked at Chen Ze, and he immediately understood that whatever would be said next probably wasn’t meant for him to hear, so he found an excuse to go upstairs to the bathroom.

"Lady Lafra... this..." Betty was somewhat panic-stricken and uneasy.

"The Savage Demon Dres defeated Belmouth and then took over the clan, and now it’s very likely that all of them have been sold to the slave traders, the eternal tormentors." Lafra opened a can of cola and slowly took a sip.

Betty was stunned for a moment, eternal torment, a place that filled every Succubus with dread. Once inside, no matter what kind of Succubus entered, they would be toyed with until death, without a sliver of hope for survival.

If sold to humans, they might live in luxury, or at worst, end up like Betty—but still alive. But being sold to the eternal tormentors meant truly no hope at all.

Betty knew that Lady Lafra wasn’t sharing this information with her for no reason; in fact, she might very well be allowing her to decide the fate of her people.

Betty felt somewhat lost for a moment; to say she didn’t hate her people was impossible. Simply for being a defective product, she had been sold by them to the human slave traders, and her heart had died at that time.

Yet this was altogether different. The treatment of Succubi by the eternal tormentors was cruel and heartless; no Succubus could survive it. If her people were sent there, it meant death for them all.

"Our clan doesn’t need weaklings who can’t survive in this world." This was spoken by Belmouth, and indeed, the plane of dark was the same: the weak never deserved to live; they could only cling to the strong.

So, Betty had always been a drudge since she was young, eating the least and doing the hardest work; her entire clan had only ever scorned her, except for her mother, who had given her some warmth.

With that in mind, Betty’s gaze gradually hardened. Lafra smiled, seeing that Betty had made her decision.

"Lady Lafra, please allow my mother, Beruti, to work in your castle." Betty spoke up, pleading only for her mother, who had provided warmth in the endless darkness; as for the other clan members?

The plane of dark is a cruel world.

"Alright," Lafra nodded. This small matter would be considered as...

Lafra cocked her head in confusion; she remembered Chen Ze mentioning something... about an... annual bonus!

Yes, let’s take it as Betty’s annual bonus.

Chen Ze was lying in bed, yawning and feeling a bit sleepy, but the next second, Lafra pounced into his arms.

"Done talking?" Chen Ze looked at Lafra as she rubbed against his chest and stroked her cheek.

"All done, little Betty is quite aware of reality," Lafra yawned and then lay on Chen Ze’s chest, looking sleepy.

"What’s the matter?" Chen Ze was a bit surprised; wasn’t Lafra a Vampire? How could she possibly be sleepy?

"Secret!" Lafra blinked and then made a ’be quiet’ gesture, looking so cute that Chen Ze felt it would cost him dearly.

Chen Ze was about to inquire further when he heard the sound of Wind Chime and then, after giving Lafra an apologetic kiss, he hurried downstairs.

While Lafra watched Chen Ze’s retreating figure, she touched her cheek again, wearing a very happy smile.