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

Chapter 1093 I Have Three Terms

“Dong, dong, dong…”

“Wooo…”

Mag and the ladies had just got back to the boat, but before they could even begin to enjoy another feast, a series of organized drumming and conches trumpetting could be heard. As seawater in front of the boat split open in the center, 300 merfolk powerhouses were slowly rising up from below, with the high priest in black magician robes and Gina standing in the middle.

“They’re here!” Mag’s eyes lit up. He had already bought the simultaneous interpretation system from System with 250 copper coins, so from now on, he could communicate freely with the merfolk.

However, what the heck was that pageantry?

Mag stared at those merfolk holding all kinds of strange musical instruments in a neat formation. Did Gina give all the mud casings to the merfolk’s guards of honor?

“Wow, this is spectacular!” Amy’s eyes widened as she gazed at those merfolk playing the instruments intently.

Everyone on the boat was watching this scene in amazement.

“What a powerful contingent!” A hint of amazement appeared in Elizabeth’s frosty eyes. This wasn’t an ordinary contingent of guards of honor. Apart from that high priest, there were another 10 10th-tier magic casters in the contingent. The rest were also either 8th-tier or 9th-tier powerhouses.

This level of power had already surpassed goblins and dwarves.

In fact, Mag had also sensed the power of these merfolk. Besides being astonished, he began to have some new ideas in his heart.

A power that hadn’t revealed itself for 1,000 years. A powerful tribe that nobody knew. If he was able to make use of them… This could be his super trump card.

“Mr. Mag.” Gina gave Mag a bright smile before whispering to the high priest next to her, “High Priest, that is Mr. Mag, and the adorable little girl is his daughter, Amy. The other beautiful ladies are the restaurant’s service staff.”

“The Chosen One.” The high priest looked at Mag first. He had already seen this human in the revelation two weeks ago. Seeing him in person now, he seemed to be an ordinary human. He couldn’t sense any trace of magic from him, but there was a very unique disposition on him that others couldn’t ignore.

Then, his gaze landed on Amy at the side. His pupils constricted, and a hint of astonishment flashed through his eyes.

A four-year old 6th-tier half-elf magic caster!

There actually was such a genius like her in this world.

Then, his gaze scanned the others on the boat. An 8th-tier Frost Dragon, a 7th-tier spatial magic caster…

Just as Gina had said, the power of this restaurant’s service staff was on a whole new level.

This made him respect Mag even more. He indeed was God’s Chosen One.

The high priest bowed a little, and gratefully said, “Nice to meet you, Mr. Mag. I am the high priest of Lantisde, Dexter. Thank you very much for saving Gina and coming all the way here to gift us the miracle drugs.”

Gina peered at Mag before softly saying, “High Priest, Mr. Mag doesn’t understand our language. I may need…”

“You are being too kind, High Priest. All these could just be fate. Miss Gina had helped me a lot in my restaurant too,” Mag said in fluent Lantisdean with a smile on his face.

Looking at Gina whose mouth was slightly agape in disbelief, Mag explained, “I can understand Lantisdean now.”

“This must be a blessing bestowed by the Holy Spirit.” The high priest’s eyes lit up. Lantisde had been separated from the outside world for 1,000 years. They couldn’t understand the languages out there; similarly, the outsiders naturally wouldn’t understand Lantisdean, either.

This made him feel even more sure that Mag was the spokesperson of God as he had gained unbelievable power from Him. His expression became even more respectful.

Gina obviously thought that too. She was gazing at Mag with little stars in her eyes. He indeed was Mr. Mag as he was super formidable.

Mag looked at the high priest’s facial expression, and had already made his plans for the upcoming negotiation. The hoodwink that he pulled earlier had produced an excellent result.

“Huh, Father can speak mermaid language now?” Amy stared at Mag curiously. The others on the boat were amazed too. Mag’s earlier invention that could translate the merfolk’s language into the continent’s common tongue was already impressive enough. Now, he even learnt how to speak the merfolk’s language too. Was this another of his new inventions too?

“High Priest, have them stop the music first.” Mad addressed the high priest with a smile. Even though the music that these merfolk played was very forceful and uplifting, it wasn’t very suitable for a negotiation.

“Stop.” The high priest raised his hand, and the music stopped instantly.

All the merfolk lowered their drums and conches and looked at Mag with gratitude.

After all, they were still respectable powerhouses among the merfolk with an 8th-tier and higher powers. It was a little demeaning for them to be playing musical instruments here.

After the music stopped, Mag got straight to the point with the high priest. “About Lantisde’s predicament, Gina has mentioned it to me before we came, and I have received some special revelations from Him. I can help Lantisde solve the problem of the Cursed Barrier and the Nether Sharks. However, I also need Lantisde to provide some help and promises.”

The high priest’s eyes lit up. God must have given Mag some revelations, so he was very confident that Mag could solve Lantisde’s survival crisis. As long as Lantisde could survive, any terms could be negotiated.

“Mr. Mag, what do you need Lantisde to do? What promises do you need us to make? Please state your terms, and we will accommodate them as best as we can,” the high priest said.

“The first term: Lantisde has to promise not to invade the continent or get involved in the fight for territories for 100 years.”

“The second term: after Lantisde is freed, you have to help me do three tasks unconditionally. The exact terms are still undecided, but I can promise I won’t make Lantisde pay a price that it can’t accept.

“The third term: I need Lantisde to help me build a demersal fishing ground for Nether Sharks to provide the Nether Shark’s lips and fins for my restaurant consistently. I will tell you more about the building of the fishery and daily operations later.”

Smiling, Mag said to the high priest, “These are my requests. I hope the high priest could take them into consideration.”

The high priest showed signs of deep thought on his face. The other merfolk powerhouses, too, had a thoughtful look.

Mag stood at the side calmly, waiting for their decision.

The high priest had a short hydroacoustic communication with a few of them. After a moment of silence, he said to Mag with a solemn expression, “If Mr. Mag can promise that Lantisde will never be harassed by the Nether Sharks, and every one of our people can go through the cursed barrier freely, I can make the promise on behalf of Lantisde in exchange for those three terms of yours.”