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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 · Fantasy
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2489 Chs

Elf Princess

Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations

In a huge cave, a tall tree stood over 100 meters high, its trunk so thick that it would take a dozen men with outstretched arms to reach around it. It branched at 50 meters high, with thousands of long, thin branches hanging down, just like a weeping willow. It almost filled up the whole cave.

Each branch had countless green heart-shaped leaves gleaming in the dark, full of life. The branches swayed slightly, illuminating the cave.

Fireflies were flying amid the branches, making the cave look like a dreamland.

Under the big tree, a girl in a white dress was looking up at a firefly on a leaf, her silver hair hanging loose over her shoulder. Her skin was as white as snow, her face was exquisite like a picture, and she had a golden moon between her eyebrows. Her pointy ears were very white and thin, almost translucent. She was frowning as if musing on something.

The branches parted automatically to give her space, seemingly to show their respect and love.