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

On the first day of the holiday, Amy played all day at Jessica’s house before returning home with satisfaction.

“I’m so happy today. The holiday feels great.” Amy ate the ice cream and looked at Mag, who was preparing dinner for everyone, with a happy smile on his face.

“Holiday is still long.” Mag laughed, child is probably the happiest, do not have to worry about the threat of the old dominator, feel happy and happy for the holiday that comes early.

“Very good, tomorrow I’m going to Xixi elder sister to play, the day after tomorrow school, I’m going to Daphne and Ignarro to play …” Amy has begun to arrange his holiday with his fingers.

“Okay, then I’ll be responsible for sending you to various places.” Mag smiled nodded. Holidays without homework are happiness, but he hasn’t had much time to play with Amy recently. She can find friends to spend the holidays together, naturally. The best.

“Okay.” Amy nodded happily, then went out and Ugly Duckling went.

“Mister Mag, I have a letter from High Priest for you.” Gina walked into the kitchen, took out a letter in ice blue envelope, and handed it to Mag.

“Okay.” Mag took the letter, and Atlantis kept in touch with him through Gina, and from time to time, High Priest would send a thank you letter expressing their gratitude to Mag.

However, today’s letter is not a thank you letter.

“Dear Mister Mag, Atlantis’s special core Legion has basically left the seal, but has always adhered to your agreement and only operates in the Sea Territory with a radius of 500 miles.

But a few days ago clansman discovered that there are other intelligent races in the nearby Sea Territory. After our observation, they should have control over this Sea Territory. In addition to the sea surface, they will also go deep below the sea to obtain resources and food.

At present they have not found our existence, but as more and more clansman breaks away from the seal, the two sides will inevitably have contact.

According to you, Atlantis is not known to the world, and it has suddenly caused panic and misunderstandings of various ethnic groups, so ask Mister Mag, what should we do? Go deeper into the ocean or try to get in touch with the outside world?

Finally, thank you for helping Atlantis as always, you are always a benefactor of Atlantis.

Sincerely, Dexter. “

Mag stared at this help letter:

“This is the Merman Legion from Mamy Restaurant guests.

The strength of Atlantis is beyond doubt, and the Elf tribe had proved their battle strength at the beginning of the war.

And their core Legion breaks away from the seal, which means that they have already possessed a powerful strength comparable to the Elf clan, and they are more like a king in the ocean.

Mag, although not the owner of Atlantis, is definitely a trusted partner, and has a commitment to get their help 2 times.

Alex is famous, but he is still stuck at Tier-9 Peak and cannot break through.

Only with him and Irina and 30000 Night elf, even with Chaos city, there is still not enough powerful voice on Nolan continent.

But if Atlantis is added, their right to speak will rise in a straight line, second only to Dragon island and Losse empire.

Moreover, there are legends about the former dominators, many of which are related to the ocean.

Atlantis may be an important partner for them to find the seabed Land of Sealing. Taking this opportunity to make them recognized by various races is a very good choice.

“I’ll write a reply to him at night.” Mag closed the letter and looked back at Gina.

“Okay.” Gina smiled at nodded, looking at Mag, and her cheeks rose crimson, hesitating for a while, and whispered, “Did High Priest mention me in the letter?”

“It doesn’t seem to be.” Mag shook the head, looking at Gina with a look of confusion as she looked slightly confused.

“Oh.” Gina immediately turned away from the restaurant.

“Homesick?” Mag looked at Gina’s back inexplicably, speaking of which she hadn’t been home for a while, so consider giving her a short vacation back to the sea.

“Did High Priest forget the wedding again?” Gina came out of the kitchen, lightly sighed, 30% shy and 70% sorry.

At the end of the night, Mag coaxed Amy to sleep early, then went into the study and started writing to Dexter.

Atlantis was sealed on the seabed for thousands of years, never seen the daylight, and never recognized by the World, which is unfair to a strong race.

They yearn for the world beyond the seabed, they want to have more contact with this world, get more recognition.

Mag pondered for a moment and wrote a reply to Dexter.

“Atlantis has sunk for many years. Maybe they saved some ancient data and may be able to help repair the array.” Irina did not know when she appeared behind Mag.

“Then I’ll add a few more words.” Mag thought for a moment, then added a few more.

“What should we do if the array is not repaired successfully?” Irina asked Mag looking at the stationery.

Mag was silent for a moment, looking at her eye calmly said: “There is no escape route, we can only stand in front.”

“Expected answer, but I still like to hear what you say.” Irina smiled.

“Maybe it’s not as bad as we thought.”

“No, it’s worse than we thought. Even if there are only a few runes in the array, it is a waste of effort. Even if there is only one layer left, it is probably the most difficult layer to parse.” Irina shook the head “I’m afraid a fierce battle is inevitable. Fortunately, everyone is in the water, and no one can escape.”

“We will win.” Mag reached out and took Irina’s hand, said firmly.

……

Lotto, Second Prince.

“Find them, let them go … you will get endless power, the most powerful helper, and let you truly control this world …”

A dark whisper sounded in a secret room lit by a dim butter lamp.

Jones watched the dark green flames slowly jumping in his shadow, his eyes were mad, and his voice was suppressed: “Where are they? My friends.”

“South … the oracle will guide you on the right path …”

“South?” Jones narrowed her eyes narrowly. “Just going to Chaos city this time …”

……

“boom!”

The jug was broken into pieces on the wall.

Shawn picked up another jug ​​of wine as he carried it, sulking with his head up.

“His Royal Highness …” A middle-aged man next to him said restlessly, wondering how to persuade.

“I threw my head and blood on the border for the empire, and the imperial father sent me to Chaos city to pick up Winnie Sha, but gave Jones the opportunity to participate in various ethnic conferences! I’m not willing!” Shawn said angrily.