A Stay-at-home Dad’s Restaurant In An Alternate World

The dishes were served and the people had taken their seats.

Annie ate obediently and quietly. Amy had also put away the gifts from her two masters and was concentrating on dealing with the chicken drumstick before her.

"I am thankful to both of you for your patient guidance toward Amy. A toast to the both of you," Mag raised his glass as he said a toast to Krassu and Urien sincerely. After that, he finished his drink in one shot.

Krassu and Urien had taught Amy and also helped the father-and-daughter on many occasions.

Mag would always remember the favors they had done for them.

Today, the two had come, with apparent intentions to bid farewell.

In the race meeting yesterday, although both of them were not present, they would definitely not sit by and watch the war happen.

This would be a dangerous journey and the both of them had started making arrangements for themselves should anything untoward happen to them.

They had imparted all that they had learnt to Amy, leaving a seed behind.

"We should be grateful to you for giving us such an obedient disciple," Krassu said with a hearty laugh.

Urien raised his glass and took a sip of alcohol. After that, he looked at Mag and said, "Rom will make a new weapon for Little Amy. Do go over from time to time to ask about it."

"Alright." Mag nodded. Master Rom had brought this up before but there had been no news recently.

Krassu said, "Amy is very obedient but she is still a child after all. There will be times she will feel lazy. Boss Mag, please watch her and make sure she trains hard. Only hard work will help one become a powerhouse."

"Alright. I will make sure she practices." Mag nodded.

After a few years, Mag had experienced being lectured once again.

Mag drank with the two old men as the parent of their student.

Maotai is hard liquor and even with their alcohol tolerance, Krassu and Urien were still a little tipsy after a bottle.

"Great… great wine. Boss Mag, what is this liquor?" Krassu asked Mag with his eyes semi-opened.

"This is Maotai. take these two bottles with you. When you're back, we can continue drinking." Master smiled as he pushed two bottles into their arms before sending them out.

The two, who had been squabbling for their entire lives, ended up with their arms around each other when they were drunk, staggering into the magic potion shop together.

"Father, where are my Masters going?" Amy asked Mag curiously.

"They are going to save the world," Mag said with a smile.

Amy's eyes lit up. She looked at Mag expectantly and asked, "Can they bring me along?"

"Not this time. Because this is an adult matter. Amy can do it when you grow up." Mag shook his head.

"I see."Amy pouted her little mouth and sighed. After that, she muttered, "I want to grow up quickly…"

Mag smiled and stroked Amy's head as he turned to go in.

"Boss Mag!"

A bright voice called out.

Mag looked over and saw a few big and burly men walk over quickly. Sargeras led the group and Kiel, Mond, and a few other lackeys were walking beside him.

Sargeras, who had his shirt unbuttoned, was exuding ferocious vibes from the flaming lava cracks on his body. He was already reaching the 10th-tier.

"Chief Sargeras," Mag greeted him.

"Boss Mag, I didn't expect you to really be back. I thought I wouldn't be able to meet you," Sargeras said with a foolish smile as he rubbed his bald head.

"I returned yesterday." Mag nodded. He looked at the luggage Mond was carrying behind him and asked curiously, "Are you preparing to go somewhere far away? For a mission?"

"We are responding to the city lord's call to go to the northern ice plains to defeat the Army of the Dead. I am going over to report today. Before I left, I wanted to bid farewell to you but I didn't expect to really meet you," Sargeras said with a smile.

"Why did you suddenly decide to go to the north?" Mag was surprised.

He knew the situation of the lava demons. Sargeras and the Burning Legion were the only ones holding the entire tribe up. If he dies in the north, he would have no chance of making a comeback.

Sargeras said with a smile, "If we hide at the back, who would protect all of you? This is what we should be doing."

"Yes! We are all going willingly to kick the a*s of the Army of the Dead!" Kiel concurred.

The people of the Burning Legion all burst out laughing, making the mood a lot lighter.

Mag looked at this group of men and had more respect for them.

They could put their hatred aside and put their personal safety behind them to uphold the principle of a knight.

At this moment, the vigour of the Burning Legion touched Mag.

"Boss Mag, I am thankful for your care over this period. You are a saint to the lava demons. We would hereby bid our farewell to you." Sargeras pounded his chest with his fist, greeting Mag with the lava demon salute.

The people of the Burning Legion all saluted Mag in the same way.

Mag nodded with a smile. "You're welcome. Come back alive. There would definitely be enough roujiamo to go around."

Sargeras and the members of the Burning Legion laughed.

"Burning Legion!" Sargeras shouted.

"For Roujiamo!" the members of the Burning Legion replied in a large chorus.

"Bald Uncle, I wish you all the best." Amy raised her little fist.

Sargeras looked at Amy and smiled pamperingly. He bent down and gave Amy a gentle fist bump.

He retracted his hand and found out, to his surprise, that there was a little ring in his hand.

"You must beat a lot of baddies!" Amy winked at Sargeras.

Sargeras smiled and accepted Amy's little gift. After that, he led the Burning Legion off as they bade farewell.

"Amy baby, what did you give Uncle Sargeras?" Mag asked Amy with a smile.

"Just… a little gift." Amy turned and ran into the restaurant.

Mag smiled and shook his head. He turned around and closed the door behind him. After that, he walked into the kitchen and started making stew and kneading dough.

In the evening, mag sent two buckets of roujiamo over to the temporary camp outside the city with a horse-drawn carriage. He got the guards' help to hand the food over to Sargeras.

The sun had started to set but a bright light suddenly lit up a corner of the camp, together with the sound of celebratory howls.

"Take that as my blessing to you."

Mag sat in the horse-drawn carriage and ordered the coachman to return to the city.

The horse-drawn carriage pulled to a stop outside Mamy Restaurant.

Mag saw two ladies standing at the door immediately when he alighted.

Scheer Buffett and Gloria Moreton.

They were the two talents of the business world in Chaos City. But right now, they were standing outside Mamy Restaurant, waiting for him?

The atmosphere was rather amiable but they were not chatting merrily, at least it was not a strange atmosphere.

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Scheer had an aura of a capable business woman around her. She was wearing a red down jacket and had bright red lipstick on. One would feel an inexplicable sense of suppression just seeing her stand there.

Meanwhile, beside her, in a white down jacket and black woolen dress, Gloria appeared elegant and restrained. However, she did not lose in terms of presence standing beside Scheer.

The sound of Mag alighting made the two turn at the same time.