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

Chapter 1990: What’s So Good About War?

Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations

Canault did indeed come to Mamy Restaurant for his meals occasionally. It was just two meals a day.

He was busy with the church’s matters in the morning, and he couldn’t come and line up, so he settled his breakfast simply.

As a missionary who was pursuing his interest, and had to inherit hundreds of millions of fortune if he quit being a missionary, he still preferred a carefree lifestyle. Chaos City was good. He could go home if he missed home, but he could keep a good distance normally. He was carefree and happy.

Everything was great in Chaos City, but for this picky chowhound from Rodu, his biggest torture here was that he couldn’t get to eat great food.

This had once been one of the biggest reasons why he hesitated between going back home to inherit his family’s fortune and staying put.

And the appearance of Mamy Restaurant was just like a ray of light in Canault’s world. It gave him ample reason to stay.

Boss Mag was simply too formidable. As a man who had eaten in all the big and small restaurants in Rodu, Canault also thought that Boss Mag was the most impressive.

In his heart, no restaurant could compare to Mamy Restaurant, and no restaurant could make him eat at it for a few months without getting sick of it and give him a new surprise once in a while.

Even a pig would have feelings after being fed for a while, let alone a chowhound who had been fed for months.

Hence, when the Holy See sent the archbishop, and said they wanted to look for Little Boss, Canault had been a little worried.

However, the Holy See wasn’t an evil organization, and the pope was obviously a very kind old man.

But the fact that the archbishop personally traveled thousands of kilometers to look for the Little Boss was still shocking.

“Mm-hmm.” Seely didn’t pay too much attention to Canault’s personal life. This Holy See’s person in charge of Chaos City had outstanding ability, but he had a lazy character. He didn’t like to manage the Holy See’s affairs. That was why he applied to come to Chaos City.

Canault was afraid that Seely would be bored in the line, so he introduced many Mamy Restaurant’s interesting facts to him while they lined up.

Seely was also listening to him very seriously, especially to the parts about Amy. He would also ask questions occasionally.

After lining up for one hour, Seely finally couldn’t help but ask, “Does this restaurant always have so many customers?”

“Yes. Mamy Restaurant is the most popular restaurant in Chaos City, but lining up is a very fair system to decide the sequence to enter, and the atmosphere when we line up is great, so many customers are willing to line up to enter.” Canault nodded. He flicked a glance at the three customers in front of them, and smilingly said, “Don’t worry, it will be our turn soon.”

While he was speaking, a few customers came out from the restaurant in good spirits, and the customers lining up in front of them walked.

“We can go in now,” Canault quickly said, and walked in with Seely.

The cold was kept out once they entered the restaurant.

Hundreds of customers were sitting in the intricately decorated hall. The anticipated boisterousness did not appear. What made Seely even more amazed was that the customers were sitting all together despite their differing races.

The elves were sitting together with the demons. The humans and the orcs were sitting together, and chatting away happily. The dwarves and the goblins were clinking their glasses, and drinking together. Everyone looked so friendly and harmonious.

If he hadn’t clearly known what had happened in the Norland Continent’s history, he would have even thought that the times had changed.

“There are empty seats there, but we’ll need to share a table with those two customers over there.” Canault found two empty seats next to the windows. They were vacated by the customers who had left earlier. However, two hunky orcs were sitting at that table too.

“Will there be any problems?” Seely looked at those two orcs, and frowned slightly.

Canault knew what Seely was worried about, and laughingly said, “There’ll be no problem. This is the Mamy Restaurant’s rule and tradition. All the customers have to obey it as long as they are in Mamy Restaurant.”

“Hmm.” Of course, Seely wasn’t afraid of those two orcs. He just didn’t want to have a conflict in the restaurant, and bring trouble to the boss.

The two of them sat down on the seats that had already been cleaned up.

The orc tilted his head back to gulp down a big mug of beer before burping. He looked to his side at Seely and Canault, and gave them a friendly smile.

Seely wasn’t quite used to this. He nodded slightly.

“Are you guys the Holy See’s missionaries from the Roth Empire?” The orc sitting next to Canault was also looking at the two of them curiously.

Although the Holy See had been trying to expand their influence outwards, even their influence in the Roth Empire had been deteriorating, so forget about expansion. The fact that the Chaos City’s church only had five people had clearly demonstrated that.

“Yes. We are missionaries.” Canault nodded with a smile.

“I heard that your Roth Empire has just launched a sneak attack on us orcs, and massacred many tribes. Is it true?” that orc asked again. His expression was obviously becoming a little more hostile.

Seely had already heard about this matter from the pope. The Roth Empire had dispatched its troops without any just cause, and started a war with the orcs. They had even done something as horrible as massacring the tribes. No matter how they looked at it, the Roth Empire was wrong, so he was hesitating as to how to answer this question.

“Why are you asking that? Can these two missionary friends affect and decide on such a matter? Most likely, they don’t know what exactly happened, just like us.” The orc sitting across from him patted his shoulder, and then smilingly said to Seely, “My apologies. My buddy has a hot temper, but he didn’t mean any harm.”

“It’s fine. If this matter is exactly as he said, then it should be the Roth Empire and us who should apologize.” Seely shook his head. He was surprised that this orc was being so reasonable, and he showed his opinion on this war at the same time.

“What’s so good about war? I think that the king of the Roth Empire is crazy,” that orc mumbled, and downed his beer in one go. He then kept quiet sulkily.

“Excuse me, may I take your order?” Yabemiya came to Canault’s table with a smile.

“Miss Miya, we want one helping of roast goose, one helping of red braised pork, one helping of the eggplant with garlic sauce, and one helping of the steamed fish head with diced hot red peppers, and please give these two gentlemen another mug of beer each,” Canault said with familiarity.

“Thanks, bro.” That orc smiled at Canault.

“You’re very welcome.” Canault shook his head, also smiling.

Seely flicked a glance at Canault, surprised at his familiarity.

However, Seely’s gaze was quickly attracted by Amy, who was playing with the cat behind the counter.

It’s the presence of divine power, and it’s very intense. This little girl is indeed extraordinary. Seely observed Amy. The pope said he had given her the wings of god, but she had already concealed the divine power very well. If Seely had been from the Holy See’s upper echelons, he unfortunately most likely wouldn’t have been able to see it, either.

She could actually suppress the urge to summon the god’s wings out to play at such a young age. This little girl’s self-control surprised him too.

Soon, the dishes were served and placed in front of Seely and Canault.

Seely’s gaze was soon attracted by the delicious food in front of him. He retracted his gaze from Amy.

Seely’s nose twitched, and he couldn’t help praising, “They smell so good!”