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

Chapter 1653: Magic Is Just An Appearance. Knighthood Is Justice

Mag returned to his restaurant, placed a lounge chair by the door, and sat there under the sun. “System, didn’t I gain the chance to learn how to make two types of alcoholic drinks?” Mag asked inwardly.

“The reward has been released for a long time. Please collect it quickly,” the system replied.

Mag went through the different alcohols in his mind, and curiously asked, “Whisky is also coined the Spring of Life. Is it related to the elves’ Spring of Life in this world?”

“The host can ascertain the specific effects after he picks it,” the system said slowly.

Mag frowned and thought about it for a while before saying, “Alright, I want the Scotch Whiskey and Maotai.”

“Ding! Scotch Whiskey and Maotai recipes have been successfully released!”

The system notification rang, and two golden experience bags, labeled Whiskey and Maotai, respectively, appeared in Mag’s mind.

The Scotch was the ancestor of whiskey, while the Maotai was the classic alcoholic drink of China. Coupled with the beer that the restaurant currently had and the rum, Mamy Restaurant’s alcoholic drinks would be more varied and diversified.

It was a pity that the red wine in the system was not available for him. Otherwise, just with the quality that could thrash Romanée-Conti, Mag could easily sell it at a very high price.

Of course, he would not know if the staple alcohol of the Chinese people would be popular here.

Interesting. I’ll learn the whiskey first tonight, and see if the Spring of Life created by the English gentlemen is befitting of its name. Mag smiled. He had quite some expectations for the country that was known for producing bald men and warm-hearted gentlemen.

Since he had nothing to do, Mag finished up the experience bags, and closed his eyes for half an hour to digest them. When he opened his eyes again, he felt as though he was an invincible master brewer.

Mag stroked his chin as he thought, It looks like we can make the brewery bigger and produce all four alcohols. Dwarves love alcohol, demons love alcohol, orcs love alcohol, humans also love alcohol… There are even drinkers even among the elves. This business has a very big market.

But to date, only a few kinds of alcohol were popular within the drinking circle. There was almost no alcohol with a high supply and good reputation.

Judging from the positive reviews the customers had towards beer and rum, these two alcohols would not be oversupplied even if they were produced in large quantities. As long as they could produce enough and market widely enough, they might even become world-renowned.

I can negotiate with the city lord for the land. As for the labor, there are still around 20,000 idle Night Elves for me to employ. Mag planned inside. He could think about that again later, but it seemed he couldn’t escape burning the midnight oil to come up with the design for the machines and factories.

“Krassu and Urien intend to go for a night exploration in the Thunderstorm Mountains. Do you want to come along?” Just as Mag was thinking, Irina’s voice suddenly sounded from beside him.

“Something happened there?” Mag said in shock as he opened his eyes, and turned to look at Irina, who appeared from nowhere.

Irina had told him before that there might be a certain Evil God being trapped under the Thunderstorm Mountains. The worst part was that the seal was already imperfect, and the evilness had already started leaking out. It could possibly attract the descendants and followers of the Evil God.

“We don’t know the situation. It’s said that recently, there has been a mysterious person loitering around the Thunderstorm Mountains. They were afraid that the person might discover the seal and destroy it, thereby releasing the Evil God, so we’ve decided to take a look.

“Then why at night?”

“We have received information that there would be a strange phenomenon happening at the Thunderstorm Mountains during the night recently, so we’re going to take a look while we’re at it,” Irina explained.

“Then I’ll join you.” Mag nodded. The shadows of the Great Old Ones had always been looming over him. Once the Evil God broke free from the seal, it would be irreversible, and the Norland Continent wasn’t ready for the Evil God yet.

“Alright.” Irina nodded. She looked in the direction of the magic potion shop with a smile, and said, “I’ve seen Amy’s recent homework. It seemed like Urien and Krassu had already progressed quite well with Amy.”

“Would it be bad for Amy to be learning both ice and fire magic, as well as long- and short-range attacks?” Mag asked Irina. He wasn’t sure if allowing Amy to become both Urien’s and Krassu’s disciple was a good decision anymore.

“It would be bad if you let such an opportunity go to waste.” Irina smiled, and said, “She’s our daughter. She inherited my magic talent and your close combat magic talent. Her future will be very bright after learning from both of them.”

Upon hearing that, Mag smiled. Since Irina had already said that, he wouldn’t have to worry further.

“Besides, I’m considering letting her learn swordsmanship from you at the age of five,” Irina said.

“You want a magic caster to learn swordsmanship?” Mag looked at Irina in shock. Although he did teach Amy some basic swordsmanship occasionally, it was only so that she could stay healthy. After seeing her talent in magic, he had second thoughts about nurturing her into the new-generation dragon slayer.

“Didn’t you always tell me that magic is just the appearance, and knighthood is justice?” Irina asked.

“Er… that sounds about right.” Mag thought for a while, and then said, “If Amy wants to learn, I will work hard to nurture her into an outstanding knight.”

“You must teach her.” Irina became serious. “We don’t know what the future holds, and we’re unsure if we could annihilate or seal the Evil God back. Having one more ability means she will be more capable than others to survive in this world.”

Mag looked at Irina. He fell silent for a while before saying with a nod, “Alright. I will make her into an outstanding dragon-slaying knight. She is my daughter, so she will be able to achieve it.”

“My dream is to become a magic caster who wields a sword. If it weren’t because I wasn’t talented enough, hmph…” Irina pressed her lips together. Then, she expectantly said, “Say, if you pull out your magic caster’s staff, and while the enemy is waiting for you to cast your spell, they realize that you’re advancing at an incredible speed, then they exclaim in shock that you’re actually a close combat magic caster, but in the end, you pull out a sword from the staff, and stab him, don’t you think that’s exhilarating?”

Mag thought carefully about that scenario, and then said with a frown, “I feel like it was just a somewhat useless fake…”

It was something that could be settled with a fireball, but after doing all that, things would be a little complicated.

“No, the point is to make your enemy always be unsure of what your next move will be. That way, you will never lose,” Irina said with a shake of her head.

“Is this the reason why you have a few hundred chairs stored in your distort space?”