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

Chapter 1188: I Like Being A Chef More

Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations

“I’ll take my leave.” That knight shot right up, quickly got on the unicorn, and dashed off without even looking back.

Although he might be punished for not completing his mission, he would rather flee for his life rather than continue to stay here.

What on earth was this restaurant owner’s background? He was just a mere chef, but could make His Majesty issue an imperial decree specially to invite him over, and even got the lord of the Gray Temple to interfere.

This was not something within his control anymore once someone like the lord of the Gray Temple got involved. He could only quickly pass the message on and await orders.

Mag watched that knight ride off, and then thanked Rolan and Sargeras, “Thank you, Lord Rolan and Chief Sargeras, for always giving me a helping hand.”

“Hehe, that’s nothing. You don’t have to be so polite, Boss Mag. We’re just here to eat roujiamo,” Sargeras said with a silly laugh.

The others from the Burning Legion also laughed out loud.

“Mr. Mag is a citizen of Chaos City, so he has the right to reject any unreasonable request from the leaders of other countries. The role of the Gray Temple is precisely to protect your rights.” Rolan had a serious expression. He glanced at Sargeras, and then at Mag before saying, “I wonder if Mr. Mag has the time now to take a trip down to the city lord’s castle with me.”

“The city lord’s castle?” Mag raised his brow slightly. He did not think that Scheer would act so quickly. He nodded and said, “Since you’ve already invited me, I will naturally have to go.”

“Chief Sargeras, the restaurant is not open today, so I’m afraid you guys will not be able to have the roujiamo. Do come early tomorrow morning,” Mag told Sargeras. Sargeras probably just came back from the north. Mag wanted to ask him about the current situation of the night elves, but since Rolan had already come personally to invite him over, he could not just leave him at the side, and he could only do it later.

“I see, then we’ll come again tomorrow.” Sargeras scratched his head, and did not say anything more before leading the Burning Legion away.

“Please,” Rolan said, and went up the black horse-drawn carriage.

Mag locked the main entrance and followed him up the horse-drawn carriage. He sat facing Rolan and closed the door to the carriage. The horse-drawn carriage made a U-turn and drove off. It was such a smooth ride that one could barely feel the carriage moving.

Rolan closed his eyes and did not speak. Mag was silent too as he watched Rolan.

This lord of the Gray Temple who represented the law of Chaos City was also a 10th-tier magic caster. He could make that knight lie motionless on the ground with only his aura just now. That showed how powerful he was.

Rolan looked young, around his thirties. His long hair was let down, and he looked rather thin. The ordinary-looking face still made one feel fearful of him even though his eyes were closed.

Ever since Chaos City was built, he also built the Gray Temple. The city lord of Chaos City changed twice, but he was still the lord of the Gray Temple, and his looks had not changed.

Rumor had it that he was a demon.

There was also a rumor that he was a giant dragon.

This mysterious lord of the Gray Temple was even more mysterious because he had a lifespan longer than a human’s, everlasting youth, and powers so high no one actually gauged them before.

Mag could find some sparse memories of Alex’s interactions with this lord. What was deeply memorable was that the two had once engaged in a duel outside Chaos City.

Alex only wielded his sword once, and Rolan only used his spellwork once. There was no winner in that duel.

In Alex’s simple life history, that was a very rare draw, and that proved that Rolan was indeed very powerful.

When they were almost at the city lord’s castle. Rolan suddenly opened his eyes and matched Mag’s gaze. He squinted slightly, and said in a low tone, “I am really curious, who are you?”

“I am who I am. Just a flower of a different color,” Mag replied smoothly. He watched Rolan calmly with a smile, and said, “I’m probably just an idle chef who loves to play around and let his imagination run wild.”

Rolan stared into Mag’s eyes for a while and actually smiled. “There are many people in Chaos City who look a little weird and want to cut away their past. I am one of them. So don’t worry, I won’t look into your past. All that matters is that you identify yourself as a citizen of Chaos City.”

“That’s probably why I like being here,” Mag replied with a smile as well.

When the horse-drawn carriage stopped, Rolan stopped smiling and got off the carriage.

Mag followed him down. They were already inside the city lord’s castle.

Rolan brought Mag down a long corridor, and then to a peaceful little courtyard. The moment they stepped into the courtyard, he felt a very strong spell formation sealing the entire courtyard.

Mag was shocked. It seemed like this had to be a very important place in the city lord’s castle to meet guests.

The only door in the courtyard opened outwards. The city lord, Michael, smiled and said to the two, “Rolan, Mr. Mag, you are here.”

“City Lord, Principal.” Mag followed him into the room, and other than Michael, Novan was also around. The great magic caster trio of Chaos City was here to talk to him. This showed how important the matter was.

The room was not big. There were only a round table and four stools placed in the middle of the room. It seemed as though this was the place the trio discuss important matters.

“Take a seat. We invited you here today because Miss Scheer came over just now to discuss something with us. Mr. Mag, you should know what it’s about. We are very interested in it, so we would like to discuss with you face to face,” Michael told Mag after sitting down.

“Alright.” Mag sat on the last empty seat. If one was not strong enough mentally, meeting the Chaos City’s VIP trio alone would probably cause a heart attack.

…

This discussion lasted more than two hours. Mag talked about his plans to cause unrest within each tribe so that they would have no choice but to give up their wild ambitions of expanding.

Mag was rather confident in his plan, but the information he could get his hands on was too little, and it might not be accurate, so he knew that there might be many loopholes in his plan. There might be an even better plan than his.

However, that would be what the trio had to consider. It was not difficult to obtain more first-hand news with Chaos City’s power, so he believed that there would be a department doing solely that.

The trio listened to Mag talk as they nodded and frowned occasionally. When Mag was done, the trio was already looking at Mag in a different light.

“Boss Mag, are you really not going to consider joining the city lord’s castle? I’ve already decided to keep the position of the chief planner for you,” Michael said as he looked at Mag.

“Well, I like being a chef more in comparison.” Mag shook his head with a smile.