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

the relationships between the higher-ups of each tribe.” Mag was ready to go through the different relationships within each tribe.
As the saying went, “Know thyself, know thy enemy.
A thousand battles, a thousand victories.”

“I’ll send someone to pass you the information tonight.” Michael nodded.

…

Mag took a normal horse-drawn carriage and left the city lord’s castle.

“Rolan, do you find Boss Mag a little like him?” Michael asked Rolan in the secret chamber.

“His silhouette and eyes are a little similar, but their speech patterns and their gaze are completely different.
I can be very certain that they are two different people.” Rolan shook his head.

“Although Alex returned and proved to be still in his prime on that rainy night in Rodu, he still wore a mask, and no one has actually seen what he looks like.
Besides, he has expressed his closeness with Chaos City, but he never interacted with us.
Maybe he really changed a lot after what happened back then?” Novan asked.

“I just scanned his body with my spiritual power.
Although it’s much stronger than normal people’s, I reckon it’s because he had been doing a lot of manual work in the kitchen every day.
There’s nothing special about him.
His hands are also smooth.
They don’t have calluses that you get from using a sword.” Rolan shook his head.

“These points are actually not important at all.
Do you all actually think that after disappearing for three years, Alex could become a genius chef? You all know what the food he makes tastes like.
He’s a talent that even King Andre wants to fight for,” Michael said with a smile.

Rolan and Novan nodded when they heard that. Culinary art is like swordsmanship.
It’s not something that one could master in a day or two.
Being able to have such culinary skills at his young age, Mag must have spent a long time working on it.

“Boss Mag’s plan is already very well thought-out.
However, the situation is constantly changing, and most parts of the plan cannot be used anymore.
We still need to spend some time editing it.
However, just as he said, if we were to secretly interfere with the Wind Forest’s attack on the Night Elves, we would be able to see the effects we want quickly, and that is also the easiest thing to do right now…”

…

Mag did not go straight home after leaving the city lord’s castle.
Instead, he got off the horse-drawn carriage halfway, and walked to the Burning Legion’s base.

“Chief Sargeras, this is the payment for this mission.” Mag passed Sargeras a banknote.
The Burning Legion did not disappoint him, and they did send Firis and the food safely over, buying precious time for the Night Elves.

Besides, according to Sargeras, although the Night Elves were surrounded and left stranded, it seemed like they could still cope on their own for the time being.

Sargeras received the banknote.
Everyone from the Burning Legion was smiling happily.
This was equivalent to 1,000 roujiamos, and it would be enough for them to eat for a while.
This escort mission might’ve been tough, but it was very worth it.

“Boss Mag, if you have anything you need our help with, feel free to call us,” Sargeras said with a pat on his chest as he kept the banknote.

“The Burning Legion provides quality service.
I don’t want to look for someone else,” Mag said with a smile.
There would be more occasions for their help in time to come.

He liked to transact with people who were straightforward and efficient.
The Burning Legion fitted the standard perfectly.

After leaving the Burning Legion’s courtyard, Mag walked into a little alley, and suddenly, a little silhouette rushed into his embrace.

The strong momentum made Mag take a couple of steps back, but at the instant when they had physical contact, he subconsciously lifted his hands and seemed to have placed them where he should not.
That softness and astounding curve…

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