The elderly man named Brune had the robust build typical of Northern Europeans. His thick sideburns were completely white, and if he removed his chef hat, his head full of white hair would indeed give him the kindly and wise presence of a white-robed wizard like Gandalf.
Big beard and big build.
Uh, how is it that a chef's uniform seemed so out of place on him, almost mismatched. Xia Yu blinked, then glanced at the plates, where each piece of bread had already been built into a "colorful fairy tale kingdom," making the corners of his mouth twitch subtly.
Fairy tales and the Viking giant.
A sense of discord!
Xia Yu mused to himself: "A fairy tale world from a rough Viking man? I concede defeat."
Even as he mused.
