 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

There were many big and small mountaintops in the Thunderstorm Mountains, and the location of the seal happened to be situated among the mountains. Hence, all the races' powerhouses occupied a peak each after they arrived.

The Roth Empire had sent over 40 10th-tier powerhouses, with almost equal numbers of magic casters and flying knights. They took the largest mountain top.

Meanwhile, the orcs who had just 10-odd 10th-tier powerhouses next to them obviously lost out to the Roth Empire in terms of presence.

Although Auster, who had lost an arm, wasn't convinced, he could only hold it in when he saw that the other party had almost three times their numbers of powerhouses.

The Top 10 Demon Tribes had all sent their powerhouses to assist. However, as they didn't get along with one another, they weren't clustered together, but still over 20 of them had come.

Alex!