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

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.

Whispering Jianghu · Fantasie
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2489 Chs

A Damned Half-elf

Translator: Henyee Translations Redakteur: Henyee Translations

The other board members looked toward Scheer with surprise.

The president of the Chamber of Commerce was elected for a period of five years. The four founder families had the right to run for president, and only the members of the chamber got to vote.

The four heads of the founder families had all been the president before, but after the elders of the Dodge and Marquis Family died, the two families had declined. Even Ian Buffet had declared that he would no longer run for president 15 years ago.

Many members might have forgotten the fact that the president was elected for a term of five years if not for Scheer. Jeffree had presided over the chamber for over 20 years; it seemed his name had already become a synonym for the president.

No one dared to challenge his authority. Until now.

The other board members, who knew Scheer to be a strong woman, were wondering who would win in the end—the ambitious foxy lady or the sly old fox.