The delicious roast chicken had a huge impact on Vicki and it even made her lose her self-control.

After swallowing the chicken, she quickly closed her legs together and blushed.

This…

It’s so embarrassing!

As a young mistress with a very good upbringing who had received a high-class education, she actually had such a reaction in front of other men.

“It’s good, right?” Eiffie looked at her with a smile. Her reaction was not any worse than when she first tried Hades’ cooking.

It seemed as though those delicacies had some sort of magical power. No matter how hard you try to control yourself, you would still be unable to when you try the food for the first time.

“Delicious.” Vicki nodded. It was an undeniable truth.

“Mr. Hades’ cooking is too shocking. It is praise-worthy.” Vicki looked at Mag seriously and said, “If you open a restaurant, you have to let me know.”

“Sure.” Mag nodded with a smile.

After trying the roast chicken and grilled fish, Vicki felt that she was a woman who changes her mind easily because her preferences seemed to be changing instantly and the change happened only because she tried the next dish.

Perhaps it was because the food was too good. The dining atmosphere was very harmonious and there was laughter and conversations; everyone became so much closer.

“Vicki, is your troupe preparing another opera other than Miss Black Cat?” Irina asked curiously.

“Yes. We have around five other operas prepared.” Vicki nodded. She shrugged helplessly. “However, we recently lost some of our actors, so we only have enough people for Miss Black Cat.”

“Did the fat Maestro in the afternoon poach them?” Mag interrupted.

“Actually, I am not too angry over this. After all, they were starving with me but they would at least have food with him.” Vicki smiled and said with an open mind, “Humans are like that. You can’t possibly make others starve for your dreams.”

Mag nodded. This was another reason he admired Vicki.

“Speaking of new scripts, I am recently intending to write a new script based on the war this time.” Vicki’s eyes seemed to shine when she talked about the opera.

“This war? What can you write about? The collection of peach trees and glutinous rice?” Eiffie asked with a tilt of her head.

“The scene of everyone chopping down their peach trees and piling them by the street was rather impactful. However, does that mean that we all will have no peaches to eat next year?” Mala added in, feeling pity for the peaches.

Mag and Irina smiled. To ordinary folks, the most impactful thing would be the collection of the peach trees and glutinous rice.

Although it had been two days since the war ended, the soldiers at the frontline might not have returned home yet. The details of the war were only spreading around specific class levels.

However, the legend of Alex saving the world once again had begun spreading around the various teahouses and restaurants. The stories were all very exciting and even Mag could not help but exclaim in awe when hearing them.

Vicki, as an art creator, probably heard related news and thought of writing a script on the war.

“No, no, no. The peach trees and glutinous rice collection were only part of the war and could only be considered a small part under the logistics team. The real excitement is the war that happened on the ice sheets.

“All of you might not be able to imagine the scene of hundreds and thousands of skeletons swarming over. The giant dragons dropped many explosives and tens of thousands of human archers shot raining arrows… that scene was more than just awe-inspiring!

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“Of course, the most touching moment was when Alex slashed the skeleton dragon in one blow and lured the devil into the spell formation, and used a pre-arranged teleportation portal to escape, successfully sealing the devil to end the war.

“Alex was too cool! You can’t find another man like that in the world!”

Vicki was very agitated when she spoke and in the end, she even looked like a little fan girl.

“How does this lass know so clearly about what happened on the frontline?” Mag raised his eyebrow and looked at Vicki in surprise.

The details were accurate and there were parts that even most of the frontline soldiers didn’t know of.

This was also why the rumors in the teahouses had spread so rapidly.

“Have you fallen for him?” Irina asked Vicki with a seemingly gentle smile.

“It’s hard not to fall for him.” Vicki nodded.

Mag glanced at Irina carefully and felt danger looming.

Vicki quickly said, “Of course, it’s impossible for me though. Princess Irina is also super beautiful. She’s comparable to you, Big Sister. I’m afraid only a beautiful and powerful woman like her is a match for Alex.”

Mag heaved a sigh of relief for this lass.

“Really?” Irina smiled and retracted the knife that she had already pulled out halfway.

Of course. She was the only one who could be comparable to herself in terms of looks.

“Maestro, how did you know so much? You weren’t around two days ago. Did you go to the frontline?” Mala asked curiously.

Vicki froze. She felt that she had been a little too rash and said too much of what she should not have said. Now, it would be difficult to pull the wool over their eyes.

Mag and Irina exchanged glances.

“Ah… how is that possible. I can’t even lift up a sword, much less be at the frontline to be a human sacrifice.” Vicki laughed awkwardly and said, “I went to visit my relatives two days ago and happened to run into one of them who returned from the frontline. I heard my stories from him.”

“She’s lying.” Mag and Irina could both tell.

A person’s small actions and expressions could reveal a lot.

If one would calculate based on the timeline, it was indeed possible for Vicki to appear at the frontline on the ice sheets, only, the identity in which she appeared was unknown.

She was the young mistress from a wealthy family. Why would she have to go to the frontline? This was not a joke and even a 10th-tier powerhouse could die.

“So you are intending to write a script related to Alex?” Mag asked with a smile and did not expose Vicki’s lies.

“I was just thinking about it… after all, it’s very difficult to find someone who could act like him. On top of that, the scene is too grand. You have no idea how scary the devil was. It’s really very difficult to represent it on stage.” Vicki shook her head.

“In that case, if someone got you to write a script, would you do it?” Irina asked.

“No one has done that so far. After all, there are only two opera troupes in Rodu currently. Of course, if it was an interesting concept and story, I might just give it a try,” Vicki said with a smile.

Irina nodded slightly and had a rough idea.

After dinner, Eiffie and Vicki made their way back. Titan Tavern and Black Cat Opera House had to open at night too.