A Stay-at-home Dad's Restaurant In An Alternate World 735 Big Sister Irina Told Me

This young man appeared to be around 14 to 15 years old, and there were a few freckles on his nose. His head was almost twice as big as that of a normal person of his height, yet his body was quite frail and delicate. He really did resemble a large mushroom, and Mag had to pretend to cough into his hand in order to hide his amus.e.m.e.nt.

This young man was none other than the third prince of the Roth Empire, Yuri.

Even though Alex had only met him on a few brief occasions, his peculiar appearance ensured that he remained clear in Alex's memories.

Compared to three years ago, he had grown slightly taller, but his head was just as eye-catching and unforgettable as ever.

There weren't that many people in this world who could leave such a strong and lasting first impression like he did.

"Insolence!! How dare you invent such a rude nickname for His Highness!!" the guard leader scolded.

Yuri raised a hand to silence him, and he didn't appear to have been irked by Amy's words at all. Instead, a curious look appeared on his face as he asked, "Little Mushroom Head? Do you know Big Sister Irina?"

Mag raised his eyebrows, and he was suddenly struck by an ominous premonition.

Amy glanced at Mag before shaking her head as she replied, "No."

"You two look quite similar. Both of you have silver hair and pointy ears." Yuri stroked his chin as he appraised Amy, and mused, "Big Sister Irina told me that if she ever had a daughter, she'd offer her daughter's hand to me in marriage."

Before Amy had a chance to say anything, a dangerous look had appeared in Mag's eyes as he blurted out, "No, she didn't, don't spout nonsense!"

Any man who dared to l.u.s.t after Amy was his enemy, even if it were just a young man raising a hypothetical scenario. If they were situated somewhere other than the royal palace, Mag might have drawn his sword already.

"Hmm?"

Amy and Yuri both turned to Mag in unison.

"Are you alright, Father?" Amy asked with a perplexed look.

"Are you rejecting me, Big Idiot?" Yuri was also rather befuddled.

"Nothing of the sort. I just think that she was most likely only making a joke and never took it seriously." Mag concealed the dangerous light in his eyes. This was the royal palace, after all. However, he had made a mental note to himself to bring up this issue with Irina once they revealed their ident.i.ties to her.

Amy was still very young, so he absolutely refused to even consider marrying her off to anyone.

If Yuri was going to force the issue, then he wouldn't mind making it so that there was one less prince in the Roth Empire.

"Really?! That's great!" Yuri's eyes lit up as he patted his chest with a joyful expression, and said, "That promise has been constantly weighing down on me like a nightmare this entire time. Big Sister Irina is so violent and unreasonable; what kind of big idiot would want to marry her? Her daughter is probably just like her, so it would be great if she wasn't serious. In any case, woodworking is much more interesting than women!"

Mag was slightly taken aback by Yuri's reaction before a relieved and gratified look appeared on his face. "I'm glad you're so dedicated to your craft, Your Highness."

"Looks like we'll be meeting again soon. I have to go and prepare another present for Father now. See you later, Big Idiot, Little Idiot!" Yuri waved at Mag and Amy before rus.h.i.+ng away.

The guard leader glared at Mag, clearly unwilling to let him off the hook. However, he still hurriedly caught up to Yuri, and asked, "Your Highness, you prepared that bird statue for so long, but it's broken now; what do we do?"

"You bunch of idiots, I told you that the bird was really ugly, but you all tried to convince me otherwise. That little idiot finally told me the truth. Do you think it's appropriate that I give Father a present that's ugly and only good for frightening people?" Yuri asked with a displeased look.

"This…"

The guards carrying the bird statue didn't dare to say anything, but all of them still wore concerned expressions.

However, Yuri himself wasn't concerned in the slightest as he smiled, and murmured to himself, "It's already too late to make something else from scratch, so it looks like I'll have to bring out my trump card."

The guard leader's expression immediately became even more concerned as he whispered, "Your Highness, that thing still hasn't been tested. If something goes wrong…"

"What could go wrong, you idiot? Hurry up and come with me! We have to give it a quick paint job!" Yuri quickened his pace, and all of the guards could only jog after him.

…

Mag disembarked from the horse-drawn carriage and looked at Amy with a serious expression as he said, "Amy, we can't go around attacking people in the royal palace, understood?"

Amy couldn't enter the kitchen, so the butler was going to take her to look for Kra.s.su.

"Alright." Amy nodded obediently.

"Good girl." Mag patted Amy's little head with a smile before turning to the butler as he said, "I'll have to trouble you to take Amy to Master Kra.s.su."

"Leave it to me." The butler hurriedly nodded as he wiped the cold sweat off his forehead before continuing onward with Amy in his horse-drawn carriage.

The one sitting in the carriage was a baby-faced demon who dared to kick the third prince and give him such a derogatory nickname. That kick had almost ended his career, and potentially even his life.

She was not someone he could mess with!

Mag wasn't worried about Amy at all, seeing as she was going to be with Kra.s.su. There weren't many people in this world who could hurt Amy right under Kra.s.su's nose, and the fact that Novan was with them added an extra layer of security.

He looked on as the horse-drawn carriage disappeared around the corner before turning his attention to the grand palace before him.

As compared to looking at it from afar, seeing the royal palace up close presented an even more awe-inspiring visual stimulus.

The palace buildings were constructed from ma.s.sive stones and semi-transparent golden tiles that s.h.i.+mmered with a dazzling light under the sun. The people in front of the main palace were as tiny as ants in comparison, and it wouldn't be a surprise to anyone if this was actually a palace for giant dragons.

Even though Mag had seen the Forbidden City in his past life. While that structure was also very spectacular, he was still awestruck by the sight of this grand palace in this alternate world.

"Please come with me, Mr. Mag." A carriage filled with all types of kitchenware and pre-marinated ingredients had been following their carriage this entire time. The driver disembarked before extending a respectful salute toward Mag.

Mag withdrew his gaze and turned to the ma.s.sive building with a huge plaque that read "Royal Kitchen" hanging above its doors. A smile appeared on his face, and he nodded as he replied, "Sure."

As he made his way toward the doors of the kitchen, Mag heard the sound of clanging kitchen utensils coming from inside the kitchen, and he could already imagine the bustling scenes within.

This occasion was a compet.i.tion between all of the top chefs of the Norland Continent. Everyone was trying to earn the approval of the king, and the one who did so would be the winner of this unofficial contest.

The guards at the entrance of the kitchen verified Mag's ident.i.ty before pulling open the heavy doors, upon which the commotion within grew even louder.