Luna left without staying too long in Mamy Restaurant. Mag took out a small notebook and started to diligently prepare for his classes.

The good thing was that he need not worry over the lack of students. In fact, such a start seemed to have exceeded his expectations. This meant that he would be gaining 100 fans.

These 100 fans could possibly reap even bigger harvests in the future.

Before that, he had to become a good teacher and impart his culinary skills to them so that they could all grow to become independent chefs.

But eliminating some of the curious children made Mag somewhat uneasy.

***

Mag went to the dormitory and happened to meet Angela, who was on her way back. He said, “Angela, can you make a trip to Rodu to look for Miss Vicki, the maestro of Black Cat Opera House at Romo Street? Say that I recommended you to learn the performing arts.”

“Learn the performing arts?” Angela was stunned. She looked at Mag in bewilderment and said, “Why must I learn the performing arts?”

“Didn’t I say that I want to give you a chance to make a name for yourself? The chance is here now. It’s up to you whether you can grab it,” Mag said with a smile.

Angela blinked and said, “Boss… are you selling me? You’re selling me to an opera house? The indecent kind?”

Thud!

Mag smacked her on her head and said angrily, “It’s a decent opera house and it’s currently the best opera house in the Norland Continent.”

Angela held her red forehead and said with grievance, “In that case… Why are you making me learn performing arts? I can’t act in an opera.”

“I intend to make a Magvie. You’ll be the female lead. The script is currently a work in progress but you need to improve your acting skills. After all, it is the first-ever Magvie. It’s not just for fun,” Mag explained patiently.

“What is a Magvie?”

“It is a type of communication technique where you use a Photostone and some spells to capture images and then play it out with a player. The content captured would be a story. This is a Magvie.”

Angela thought seriously for a while and could not really understand but the sound of it seemed rather cool. She could not help but ask, “If I’m the female lead, who is the male lead?”

Mag pointed at himself.

Angela stared at Mag for a while and asked hesitantly, “Boss Mag, you’re not going after my looks, are you?”

“Do you think you have what it takes to say that in front of your lady boss?” Mag rolled his eyes.

Angela suddenly thought that it made sense and said with a smile, “That’s true. You don’t have the guts to do so. Lady Boss could squash you a hundred times with just a finger.”

Mag had mixed feelings. This is what happens when the woman wears the pants in the relationship. Others would even think that you don’t dare to have such thoughts.

“Then what would happen to the work in the restaurant when I’m gone?” Angela asked.

“You don’t have to worry about that. It would get busier but it’s still manageable.”

“You mean it’s the same whether or not I’m around?”

“With you around, everyone can take a few more breaks.”

“Hmph! I’m leaving tonight!” Angela rushed up the stairs angrily.

Mag shook his head with a smile and turned to return to the restaurant.

In no time at all, a head peeked out from upstairs, asking in a cowardly manner, “Are the performing arts difficult?”

“It shouldn’t be to you,” Mag said with a smile. This lass had a natural talent in acting.

“I’ll rest assured then.” Angela put her head back in with a smile.

***

The next morning, Angela came over to the restaurant for breakfast and bade everyone farewell.

“Sisters, I am going to Rodu to enjoy myself. I’ll be back to visit you after I become a superstar,” Angela said a little proudly after licking her bowl of tofu pudding clean.

“Father, is Big Sister Angela going to learn hypnosis?” Angela asked Mag.

The corner of Mag’s lips twitched. He almost burst out laughing. He shook his head gently and said, “She’s going to learn the performing arts and is set to become the first benchmark for succubi to escape the bathhouse.”

Amy nodded thoughtfully. “Isn’t she going to be away from the crowd, then?”

Everyone laughed.

“Oh, right. Babla, Shirley, how are your lesson preparations going?” Mag asked them.

“Principal Luna came to look for me yesterday saying that there are very few children with magic talent. Currently, they could only detect about 20 students who are suitable to train in magic.” Babla sighed. “Although I haven’t seen the children, I think they don’t have a lot of talent. Otherwise, they would have been accepted into Chaos School.”

Mag had also expected that. Seeing that Babla was feeling down, he said seriously, “There is no discrimination in teaching. If they are willing to learn magic from you, as the only magic teacher in Hope School, you should still give your all to teach them.”

Upon hearing that, Babla’s expression grew serious. She nodded and said, “I understand. I just did not expect the ratio to be that bad.”

“It could also be that the test went wrong. After all, those teachers were not magic casters and most children’s magic talent would only be shown after they are developed. Therefore, there are many children with magic talent but they are just not discovered.” Irina interrupted.

Babla’s eyes lit up. She was suddenly energized and said, “That’s right! Let me slowly discover them! There are more than 3000 children from various races. I don’t believe there are only that many who can learn magic.”

“Shirley, what about you?” Mag looked at Shirley.

“Principal Luna said that there are currently only four children who signed up for the archery course.” Shirley smiled despondently. She looked at Anna, who was eating her dumpling obediently beside her, and said, “Anna is one of them.”

“Why do children nowadays dislike working out? No one actually signed up with such a good archery teacher around?” Yabemiya commented in shock.

“This is not difficult to understand. Those children could barely fill their stomachs, so to them, finding a job that could bring them riches after leaving school is more important than working out,” Mag explained.

Everyone was deep in thought and could quickly understand what Mag said.

“However, they probably have not realized that learning archery from Shirley could make them an excellent archer. That is also a freelance job that they could do,” Elizabeth said.

“There is a week of trial lessons. During this week, the children can change their courses based on their preferences and abilities. The number of students will increase after they experience the fun of archery class.” Mag comforted her.

“Boss, in that case, how many students chose your course?” Yabemiya asked.

Everyone looked at Mag.