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

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It was a severe winter now, the coldest time of the year.
Everything was white beneath them, and the snow hadn’t melted yet.
Sitting on the back of the eagle and going at a speed above 100 km/h at an altitude of 500 meters while facing the wind head-on wasn’t a comfortable experience.

Babla, who was fidgeting initially, soon lost her senses because she was frozen.
Frost began to form on her hair.

Babla suddenly realized something, and she turned to resentfully say to Mag, “Hey, did you make me sit in the front so I can break the wind for you?”

Mag lowered his head to look at Babla, who only reached his chin, and resignedly said, “I wish I had, but you have to be able to break it in the first place.”

Babla, whose height was being looked down on again, blushed.
“I… I will continue to grow!”

“From the physical point of view, after the age of 15, a girl’s height growth rate would slow down or even stop completely.
However, breasts would continue to grow,” Mag said calmly as he took a glance at Babla’s breasts, which were totally disproportionate to her body.
They would look rather exaggerated if they continued to grow.

“Jerk!” Babla blushed as she sensed Mag’s gaze.
If they weren’t in the air, she would jump up and give him a kick.

“Plop.”

Before Babla could say anything, Mag had already put a hooded helmet on Babla’s head, pulled out a windproof insulation blanket from God-knows-where, and wrapped it around her.
His arms went around her body and grabbed the reins.
He began to turn the bird around and fly toward the north.

Babla was taken aback.
The cold wind was blocked off instantaneously, and a warm sensation surrounded her body.

The helmet was covered with warm and comfortable fur, but the front of it was a pane of clear glass which allowed her to look out clearly.

The soft and warm fur blocked the cold wind out and brought her warmth.

As for her back, the hard chest behind her was as hot as fire.
It was even warmer than the blanket.

“Rest for a while.
We will be facing a tough battle today,” Mag whispered near Babla’s ear before putting on his helmet.
Safety first.

And, far behind the white-head eagle, a purple-striped griffin was following it slowly in the air.

***

The light of the morning sun landed on the peak and lit up the dark caves.

In the abandoned mine, traces of the previous mining activities could still be seen, and new traces were left on the stone walls due to the continuous battles during the last two weeks.

Furthermore, right now, contingents of elven army who wore the same kind of armor had already gathered neatly at the bottom of the mountain, ready to launch the final attack on the underground cavern.

“Lord Borg, the troops are already gathered.
Should we launch the combined attack now?” a young commander asked Borg, who was standing on an elevated platform, respectfully as he rode over.

“Let the troops wait for a while longer.
High Priestess is coming from afar with her best warriors, we can’t take this honor away from her.” Borg shook his head as he looked at the thousands of elves, who had also gathered together further away, with a smirk.

An adjutant came forward, and respectfully told Helena, “High Priestess, the troops have gathered! Should we launch the attack now?”

Helena glanced at Borg, and a hint of disgust flashed through her eyes.
She retrieved her gaze and looked toward the underground cavern with numerous caves, waved her hand, and said, “Attack! Eliminate the traitors! Kill anyone who resists!

[1] It’s more or less a figurative remark exaggerating how far off the course the eagle could go, but we can’t rule out an actual ocean here.

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