 Whispering Jianghu

In Chaos City on the Norland Continent, there is a strange restaurant.

Here, elves and dwarves share tables. Beastmen are prohibited from making a din, and giant dragons can only seat around the tiny square in front of the restaurant. Even demons have to bring their own stools…

But it is such a strange restaurant that has long lines outside every day.

Elves are stuffing kebabs, paying no mind to their manners; giant dragons are sitting around a hot pot, strainers in their hands; demons are eating nice-looking dango…

"There's no other place on this continent where you can find food like that! The boss here is a genius!" a customer provides such a review. Then, he gives a furtive look at the door. "Also, don't you think of kidnapping the boss away or dine-and-dashing, or you will suffer a tragic death."

"Eat, pay, or you will be beaten to death." says a cute little girl in her childish voice as she trots forward. A five-meter tall dragon shivers when it meets her eyes.

Henyee Translations

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

After coming out from the factory, Mag returned to the restaurant on his bicycle. He changed into his chef's suit, and started the lunch prep straight away.

He already had an idea what the rest of the 20,000 Night Elves could do after they arrived at Chaos City. He could start to prepare the weaving factory that supported the spinning factory now, and after the train entered into commercial use, they would have to invest a great deal of manpower to build trains and tracks. Scheer and he could build a steam train processing plant together, and place the 20,000 elves as workforce there.

Irina didn't return for lunch at noon. She should have gone to the north to continue escorting the elves on their journey southward.

After lunch, Amy went to Mag, and softly asked, "Father, can you bring me to a place tonight?"

Tonight I Am Playing With My Daughter, Closed For The Day!