1383 It's Fine. We Could Even Save Some Cloth This Way

Mag was also smiling brightly when he looked at Yabemiya and Elizabeth who came in. He rather missed them after not seeing them for a few days.

This was his real foundation in Chaos City—a group of outstanding and powerful service staff.

"Where's Camilla?" Mag asked as his gaze swept across everyone. Only Camilla was missing as even Connie came.

"Big Sister Camilla said she had to make a trip home after you guys left. She's still not back yet." Miya shook her head. "Maybe she didn't want to return anymore?"

Everyone knew Camilla's identity. She was a countess, so spending her days chopping up ingredients in the restaurant every day was indeed a little unbefitting of her status.

"She's still not back yet?" Mag raised his eyebrow. He had already heard about the Vampire Tribe's incident. It was just that he had no idea what was going on with Camilla now. Now that he thought about it, he should have made a trip to the vampires yesterday.

Right at that moment, the restaurant's door was suddenly pulled open, and Camilla leaned against the door as she declared to everyone with a side glance, "Aren't you all surprised? I, Camilla, am back."

"Are you escaping from your marriage?" asked Mag smilingly.

Camilla's expression changed slightly. Could the news have already spread to Chaos City? She removed the hand that was leaning against the door and walked into the restaurant. With an awkward expression, she said, "W-who said that? Do I look like a vampire who needs to escape from a marriage?"

"Alright, whatever you like." Mag nodded, neither agreeing nor disagreeing.

Firis approached, and expectantly asked, "Boss, is the princess back?"

"She…" Mag almost blurted out that she was upstairs. Firis was living in the dormitory, so she most likely didn't know that Irina came back last night.

He suddenly realized that Irina had gone out and came back at the same time with him, which would look like they were very synchronized. This would look a little off, so he shook his head. "I have no—"

Just then, Irina came down, and very naturally asked, "Can we have breakfast now? I'm hungry."

Everyone looked toward the staircase at the same time. Their gazes locked onto Irina, and then they landed on Mag again after a while. Doubts began to show on their faces.

Although Boss and Princess Irina left due to different matters, their return was a little too synchronized?

Moreover, why was the way she said she wanted to have breakfast so familiar and natural?

"Hey? Princess Irina, did you come back today too? What a coincidence," Mag exclaimed with an exaggerated expression as he winked at Irina. He could already sense the unnatural ambiance in the restaurant. The clash of 10 women's six senses could result in some rather bad deductions.

"Everyone is here. You came to work very early." Irina could also sense the weird atmosphere. However, there wasn't any panic on her face as she continued to walk down slowly. She glanced at Mag before saying in a calm voice, "Do I need to report to you whenever I return?"

"That is the real Princess Irina!"

All the ladies sensed that powerful queenly presence acutely, and immediately kicked out all those imm.a.t.u.r.e ideas from their heads. It was impossible between Boss and Princess Irina, okay.

"Of course not…" Mag was embarrassed. Although Irina defused the situation with one sentence easily, why did he feel rather upset? Even if he couldn't control Irina's movement, he was still the landlord!

"Water." Irina raised her eyebrow.

Mag attempted to go fetch a glass of water instinctively.

Firis quickly went into the kitchen to get a glass of warm water, placed it in front of Irina, and gently said, "Princess, do you need anything else?"

"No." Irina took a sip of the water, and said to Firis, "Bean Sprout, thanks for your hard work during this time."

"No. I only did a little…"

"See, even your bosom has shrunk. It's even sunken in." Irina looked at Firis' bosom worriedly.

"???"

Firis glared at Irina. Was that familiar princess back again?

Irina looked at her, and consoled, "It's fine. We could even save some cloth this way."

I don't want to save the cloth at all! Firis roared in her heart.

Irina's gaze landed on Camilla, who was trying to hide in the corner, and she curiously asked, "Hey, I heard your grass-eating uncle has become the Ancestor? Will you vampires become vegetarians in the future?"

"We are pure vampires who are specially trained. We will never eat grass," Camilla said gravely.

"But Dracula had a good time eating it." Irina smiled.

"Unless we are defeated," Camilla added helplessly.

Regarding the matter of Dracula eating grass, she had seen that with her own eyes. That scene… was rather refreshing.

Although the reputation of the vampires did suffer a little because of that, she didn't hate Irina for it, because becoming a powerful woman who could do as she wished was her aspiration.

Furthermore, even Uncle Dracula himself wasn't angry with Irina, and frequently expressed his admiration for her during their conversations. Hence, there wasn't any reason to hate Irina.

"Hoho. Seems like you're rather close to Dracula. You even said what he had said then. But I have split the admission fees with him 80/20, so he should be rather generous in these few years," Irina said smilingly.

"That happened?!" Camilla stared as if she had heard something very extraordinary. She didn't expect that incident was actually a collaboration of Uncle Dracula and Irina, and not a coercion.

Mag also c.o.c.ked an eyebrow. The protagonist's point of view of any historical incidents did, in fact, always sound different from the records.

However, this most probably would become a stain in the life of Dracula, who had just become the Vampire Ancestor.

"Speaking of this, aren't you people going to have breakfast?" Irina looked at the clock. She didn't have supper last night, so she was a little hungry now.

"Breakfast? Amy is hungry too." Amy leaped out from the staircase with Ugly Duckling in her arms. She dropped Ugly Duckling on a chair, threw herself at Miya and the gang, and happily said, "Big Sisters, I missed you all so much!"

Miya picked Amy up and smiled. "We missed Amy too."

"Amy, your two masters came to the restaurant a few times," Anna whispered.

"It's alright. I will be going to class later. They must have missed me too much. Those two are making me worried." Amy sighed and lamented m.a.t.u.r.ely.

There are so many people… Jane stood at the staircase and looked at all the pretty ladies in the restaurant. She swiftly retreated and clutched her skirt nervously. She didn't know how to make her presence known.

"Oh, yes. I am going to introduce a new colleague for all of you today." Mag looked at the staircase and smiled. "Come out now, Jane."