[Don't!] Belieth hurriedly said. [I told you not to mess with him. Until I can sense his Mage Rank, don't make him wary of us. Once I'm confident of defeating him, I'll turn him into our slave. Then, we'll have our answers. For now, act normal and enjoy his dishes.]
Before Garm could reply to Belieth, a familiar voice came from nearby, "Your two servings of Sous Vide Filet Mignon will be ready in an hour and forty minutes. You three can continue sitting here if you'd like, or you can return later. If you choose the latter, you will have to pay now."
Hearing his voice, Albert placed his knife and spoon on his plate and looked at Lucian, who had spoken. "Do you think my Master can't pay a measly fifty Low-Grade Mana Stones?" Albert squinted his eyes dangerously and threw 110 Low-Grade Mana Stones and 500 Gold Coins at Lucian.