"I am a chef with professional ethics. I will naturally do my best since I am paid to do so," Mag said with a smile.
"Very well." Jeremy took a step back. He glanced over the ladies from the restaurant before turning around to leave. He instructed the orc beside him, "Bring them over to the main kitchen. Give them whatever they want. Remember, nothing is more important than the banquet tomorrow."
"Yes." That orc nodded and watched Jeremy leave before turning back to say to Mag and the rest, "Follow me."
Mag nodded slightly, held Amy's hand, and brought everyone along.
If one would describe the valley outside the city as a litter of orc tribes, the inner city would be a small yet bustling city.
The ground was paved with flat black stone. The street, which was around 10 meters wide, had black buildings lined neatly on both its sides, forming a stone temple that stood tall, with scriptures and cat-like statues everywhere.
