Maze Fan: I opened a buffet in the maze

"Ah, I'm looking for Rowling? Is that true?"

Fan Wei blinked guiltily.

As his number one creditor, although also a good friend, he always felt like he was facing a boss or major shareholder towards Rowling.

Just like the saying goes, one who eats the food of others will be soft-hearted, and one who takes the favor of others will be obliged to return the favor. Fan Wei, who owes a lot of debts, naturally cannot stand up.

"What's wrong, Lord Misir? I remember that you had a good relationship with Lord Rowling." Midara asked, "Is there any story that I don't know?"

"Hmm..." Fan Wei turned his head and sighed heavily.

Just as Her Royal Highness was imagining the love-hate relationship between a tyrannical wealthy businessman and a poor aspiring young man, Owen, standing next to her, was already speaking with a roujiamo in his mouth, beaming with joy.

"Ms. Luo Lin is Fan's old creditor. If she can't pay back the money, she will arrest her to pay off the debt!"

"Poor Fan, this beautiful man as delicate as a flower, facing such a violent and violent destruction, how could he not be afraid!"

Seeing Owen shaking his head with a look of gloating, Fan Wei was annoyed, "Can you please stop talking! What delicate and pretty boy? I'm very strong, okay!"

"Whoosh!"

Perhaps he was amused by this 'cute contrast', Owen grunted and tried to hold it back, but still couldn't suppress the smile and patted Fan Wei on the back.

Even covered by clothes, his sturdy arms are still more than twice as strong as his brother's small arms and legs.

"......" Fan Wei had to accept a reality. In the other world, even with his tall and well-proportioned figure, he was still considered relatively "thin" among men.

No matter if it's a warrior, a worker, or an adventurer, anyone who does physical work has some tendon muscles.

Even among the female adventurers, there are many with strong muscles and a fit body.

Damn it! Don't look down on liberal arts students! Is it too late to exercise now? Fan Wei felt that his strong aura was seriously damaged, and he couldn't help but mutter in his heart.

Due to his physical condition and his reliance on skills to fight, his strength has been restrained, leaving him with little opportunity to gain muscle.

Seeing Misr's melancholy face, Midara suppressed his smile and consoled him earnestly:

"Don't worry, it's not that scary. Just close your eyes and bear it."

!!!

Seeing Fan Wei's pupils dizzy and a look of disbelief on his face, everyone finally couldn't help but burst out laughing.

"What's wrong? Do you need help, sir?" Clara, who was passing by with a plate in her hand, seemed to sense that her husband was being bullied and suddenly appeared and said in a cold voice.

"I, I'm fine, Clara, am I really not manly at all?"

Fan Wei asked with a hint of sadness.

Upon hearing this question, the girl could answer without hesitation, "No, you are the most heroic, gentle, and compassionate person."

Scenes flashed through my mind.

The warm smile when they first met, the handsome smile that was not afraid of life and death in the face of the threat from the Black Flame Apostle, and the courage to fight bloody battles against the legendary monsters!

And... the beautiful sleeping face under the moonlight, the cute look of the Ranger Guild during flexibility training...

No! Why would I think of such an impure picture in such a serious occasion! Clara quickly confessed in her heart, blushing slightly.

"Sir is absolutely the best and most wonderful man."

"I knew it! Clara, you know me best!" Finally regaining his confidence, Fan Wei felt a little embarrassed by the praise.

"No need to worry, Lord Misr. I will protect you."

Midara let out a sigh of relief, because this trip to the restaurant made her feel very relaxed and she even made some not-so-noble jokes.

This is thanks to her military career and her non-self-limiting personality.

"Now that the food import channel of the Labyrinth has been cut off, the only ones left with reserves are the major chambers of commerce, among which Broken Bridge Chamber of Commerce is one of the largest."

"Even if food is not their main item, they probably have more than 10 million kilograms of food reserves."

"These stored food supplies are enough for the refugees to eat for a month. If we can win the support of Director Rowling, we can solve the urgent problem."

Fan Wei was a little confused. "Since it's the Chamber of Commerce, why don't they just buy it? Given the size of Maze Street, it shouldn't be difficult to temporarily move some food to supply the refugees."

"No, this road has been paved at the political level, and those businessmen are not conscientious guys."

With a sigh, Midara said, "In fact, since May of this year, the food import channel into the Labyrinth Street has been gradually cut off. Not only basic food, but also non-staple food, salt, sugar, alcohol, etc. cannot be purchased."

“You should have noticed that, apart from spices and local fruits and vegetables, the prices of everything else are slowly rising.”

"This is the result of the Royal Consulate's constant adjustments. The previous drought had caused merchants to start driving up grain prices. It was only because I had the granaries continuously release stocks to the market that prices were suppressed."

"The food consumption of the Maze Street itself is very huge. The food harvested this year can basically only achieve a 70% self-sufficiency rate, and it has been completely distributed to each district."

"I risked my life to reserve those millions of kilograms of food for the refugees."

Midara's expression became more and more serious as he explained the current situation. "Although the food supply for the residents of Labyrinth Street is sufficient, more and more refugees will squeeze this share in the future."

“The word shortage, to a businessman, is as much a thing as gold itself.”

"If there is a 10% gap, they won't just raise the price by 10%, they will raise the price until 10% of the people can't afford it!"

"This is indeed a big trouble." Fan Wei pondered for a moment and agreed with this conclusion.

Thinking about the big supervisor Mira Rowling, he showed a determined look, "It seems that I can only talk to Rowling! But... I still owe her money, will she agree?"

"You don't have to worry about that." Her Royal Highness the Princess stared at Fan Wei with a strange look.

"I am also aware of your debt. After all, the loan contract also requires the payment of stamp duty to the Royal Consulate. 100 gold coins is indeed a considerable amount."

"But I think that since I can lend you so much at once, Director Rowling shouldn't mind lending you a little more."

"After all, it's only 10 million kilograms of food, not much more than 100 gold coins."

Is this what it means to be less worried when you have too much debt? Fan Wei could only bite the bullet and say, "Okay, I'll go and try to persuade Luo Lin."

Midara smiled. In the eyes of the female politician, she had succeeded. However, this "Star Knight" was still as cute as ever.

Didn't you even ask what you would get in return?

Perhaps he really regarded solving the refugee problem as his own responsibility, and he acted so matter-of-factly that even Her Royal Highness the Princess felt a little ashamed.

As an old-school aristocrat, I am not so sincere. It is more for political purposes.

Perhaps only the king who led the people to resist the corrupt rule of the empire, stand up from oppression and gain independence, could have such heroic qualities.

At a time when integrity, dedication and sacrifice are increasingly despised, such qualities are ridiculous yet respectable.

"Don't worry, Lord Misr, I will never treat you unfairly." Midara promised.

After all... if you are so stupid and don't take care of yourself, the end will definitely be miserable, just like the innocent and kind-hearted male protagonist who gives everything for love in the famous opera "Orville".

In the end, he was betrayed by his vicious family and unfaithful lover, lost everything, and died tragically on the street after experiencing tragedy.

It makes people feel pitiful just thinking about it!

However, I heard that because of the good response and the audience's extreme grief and indignation, the screenwriter is preparing to write a second revenge drama - "The Orville Reborn". I don't know if I will have time to see it.

Finally, someone shared some of the burden on her shoulders, and Her Royal Highness the Princess's thoughts became more open.

She smiled and raised her glass to Fan Wei, "May our paths be smooth."

Outside the glass window of the restaurant, Skava, standing inconspicuously in the crowd, watched Misr Fan clinking glasses with Her Royal Highness the Princess through the glass window, and a slightly cold smile slowly appeared at the corner of his mouth.

"I finally caught you, Your Highness Midara."

"Please accept the death invitation that the Empire has prepared for you."