I Would Rather Die Than Eat That Thing

Camilla took a meaningful look at Mag. She felt a great deal of ill will under his friendly and gentle smile.

"Perhaps you're afraid of octopus?" Mag smiled at Camilla. "If that's the case, then forget it."

"Afraid?" Camilla sneered. "I am a countess, a 9th-tier powerhouse. Why would I be afraid of a tiny octopus? Isn't it just an octopus? I'll eat it today!"

"Good for you." Mag gave her a thumbs-up with admiration. He indeed admired people who could say things that they didn't believe just for their pride.

"Hmph." Camilla snorted softly with an uncomfortable expression.

She regretted it as soon as she said it.

She was so frightened inwardly.

However, she would have to wait for the stir-fried octopus tentacles to be served now, and she would have to eat it too.

Mag and ladies were busy doing preparation in the kitchen.