Her Seven Little Bodyguards

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The waiter was warm and welcoming and observant enough to notice that they weren't local. His eyes lit up the

moment he saw Hanson nodding. "These are all of our signature dishes. You wouldn't be able to find them

elsewhere! Would you like to try these?" he said while flipping through the menu.

The dishes he recommended were extremely pricey—the regular consumer wouldn't have been able to afford such

meals. After adding all the courses, the total bill would probably go up to 10,000. Of course, the waiter had his

benefits—he'd earn more if his customers spent more. Hanson didn't hesitate even after seeing the prices on the

menu. The total cost of the dishes was about the same as the price of one plate in Hammond, after all. "Sure," he

replied.

"Great! Give me a minute, my dearest guests. I'll deliver the food to you in a while!" The waiter looked absolutely

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elated as he hurried off to prepare the food. He had been right—the customers who had just entered were rich

folks! It's rare to get such customers around here. I'll have to suck them dry tonight, or else I might not find

someone like them for the whole of next year! The commission from what they just ordered is already enough to

pay my salary for half a year. I'll have to give them the best service I can afford. Perhaps I can earn a little more

from them, the waiter thought. He was starstruck by the amount of money he was getting.

Right then, Larry started a conversation with a smile. "You guys seem to be doing well here. It's pretty rare to see

so many people coming over for a singing performance, huh," he commented. The waiter chuckled as he continued

the conversation with Larry. "You probably haven't heard about the legends in our area since you're from another

town. The performer here, Master Gordon, is an extremely famous man. The only song he performs is the Legend

of the Great Chemist. There are more than 10,000 people who visit every year just to watch this performance.

Naturally, they would end up eating and staying in this building," the waiter explained. The waiter chatted with Larry

as if they were old friends, and he was glad to do so—he figured that Hanson might spend more on food if he could

hold a conversation with them.

"I see," Larry smiled as he replied politely. "Well, why don't you give us one of the best wines you have here? This is

an interesting story, and I'd like to hear more of it," Larry continued after flipping through the menu. Did he just ask

for the best wine? If I manage to sell this to them, I will get a higher commission than a year's worth of salary.

The waiter sent the wine to their table without informing them of the price. Then, he hastily popped the cork before

they could change their minds. "Please try our signature wine. I promise this is the best wine you'd have tasted in a

while." After he had poured the wine for his guests, he continued with the story earlier. "What else would you guys

like to know?" he asked.

"This wine is delicious," Larry praised after taking a sip. Still, he didn't seem like he was in a rush to question the

waiter about Gordon.

"Well, of course! This wine is what our store is known for. You wouldn't be able to find another place around here

that serves wine as great as this!" The waiter sounded highly proud of his workplace. Yet, deep down, he was

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praying that these wealthy guests would buy a few more bottles of wine from him.

Regardless, Larry didn't actually mean what he said. Pfft. How is this wine good? I can't believe we have to pay

50,000 for this. Do they think that we've never tried good quality wine in our lives? He had to force the remaining

wine down his throat before he continued speaking. "I saw many people heading backstage after the performance

was over. Did they go to get Master Gordon's autograph or something? We would like to get Master Gordon's

autograph too. Do we need to prepare anything for that?" Larry asked.

"Hah! They aren't asking for autographs at all." The waiter saw them as clueless fools at that moment. "All of them

were trying to ask about the Apothecary's Family whereabouts," he whispered to Larry.

Vania frowned the moment she heard the waiter's words. "What's the Apothecary's Family?" she inquired in the

most casual tone she could manage.

The waiter looked even more pleased with himself when he saw the curious looks on his guests' faces. "You guys

are obviously tourists! I can't believe you guys haven't heard of our legends at all," he exclaimed.

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