1738 Of Course Father Is A Superman!

Mag used 12 words to pay for his meal that cost 80 copper coins.

As for Leiden and his son, whether or not they could stay true to those 12 words, it would depend solely on their choice.

"Father, have you learned how to make the mutton stew already?" Amy asked expectantly as she sat on the backseat of the bicycle.

"This is a dish made by Uncle Leiden. I didn't learn how to make it from him." Mag shook his head with a smile. "If Amy wants to eat it again, I can bring you over."

"Alright!" Amy nodded happily.

"Meow~" Ugly Duckling poked its head out from the basket. Although it was having motion sickness, it did not want to become nonexistent.

Amy looked out from behind Mag, and decisively said, "We're not bringing you."

"Meow…" Ugly Duckling retracted its head back into the basket with grievance.

"Ding! Congratulations for helping Leiden and his son achieve their dream! You've won a chance to spin the mysterious wheel!"