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

Chapter 1538: It’s Indeed Rare To See An Assassin Like You

“Let’s find a place to settle her down first.” Mag flicked a glance at that timid girl, and after a moment of pondering, he looked into the Stone Alley.

“Old pal, we will leave this child with you. Please take good care of her.” Five minutes later, Mag knocked on Hannah’s door again, and handed the child to her while she was in a daze. Then, he closed the yard’s door for her.

“Seems like tonight’s upheaval is one of Gary’s plots. He wanted to do a complete cleansing before the conferring ceremony,” Mag said with furrowed brows. “In this case, Ferdinand is most likely not held in the other prisons or dungeons. He’s most probably in the palace.”

“Should we attack the palace tonight?” Irina’s eyes glowed a little.

“We’re not familiar with the palace, so we shouldn’t sneak in. Moreover, the other party has at least four 10th-tier powerhouses, so it’s not a good idea to attack head-on.” Mag shook his head.

“Then, are we just going to sit back and watch?” Irina frowned.

“Connie should have already arrived by now. According to our agreement, she will come and look for us. We could give her the job of sneaking in and assassinating. She knows the palace better than any one of us.”

“Is that really so?”

“Perhaps… it’s so.” Mag suddenly lost his confidence.

“Since her bald master dares to let her out, we should give her a chance and place to prove herself. I don’t believe that the Hairless Monk will let the disciple that he took in after his hair regrew go to her death.” Mag chuckled. “If I have guessed correctly, he should be following after Connie closely. No one could let out a disciple like her in peace.”

“You’ve become treacherous.” Irina looked at Mag.

“The world has changed.”

“I like it.”

“Errrr…”

***

After staying on the tree for a while, and making sure that there was no way she could locate the main kitchen in the night with her eyes, she slid down the tree trunk, and grabbed an orc from a heated fight close by.

“I have something to ask you. I will let you go if you tell me properly, but I will kill you if you lie to me.” Connie, who had covered her face, placed her three razor-sharp claws on that orc’s neck.

That orc felt the chill on his neck, and said in a quivering voice, “I-I will tell you everything. Don’t kill me…”

“Tell me. Where is the main kitchen?” Connie asked coldly.

“Huh?” That orc was obviously taken aback. Everyone that he met tonight had asked where Young Master Ferdinand was; why was she asking where the kitchen was? Perhaps this petite but ruthless orc in black simply wanted to have a meal?

“I will kill you if you don’t tell me.” Connie retracted her claws a little, and the sharp blade scratched his neck.This chapter is updated by novelenglish.net . (f)ire.ɴet

“I’ll tell you! The main kitchen is in the west of the city. Walk westward along this road, and the biggest yard there is the main kitchen,” that orc quickly replied. He was afraid to get killed out of the blue over a kitchen.

“Westward?” Connie looked around her and pondered seriously for a moment. Then, she pulled that orc out from the wall, and pressed her claws against his back. ‘Bring me there!”

“I…” That orc had an innocent expression. Why did all this have to happen to him? First, he was sent to quash those fellows who broke out of the prison, and now he was being kidnapped out of the blue. However, due the bone-chilling coldness behind him, he had to bring Connie westward.

About 10 minutes later, that orc stopped in front of an alley, and pointed at a big courtyard in front of them. “That is the main kitchen. Can you let me go now?”

“There’s a smell of food.” Connie smelled and nodded with acknowledgement. After some thought, she removed her claws from that orc’s back, and deliberately coldly said, “You can scram now!”

That orc immediately turned and ran after he heard her. He soon turned into an alley, and disappeared from her sight.

“Why are you running so fast? I’m not going to kill you.” Connie threw a glance in the direction where that orc disappeared with wonder before she walked toward the main kitchen. Everywhere in the Falk Tribe was in a mess right now. She had no idea where or what she should do now, so she had to find Boss to get her mission first.

“Phew…”

That orc ran across almost half of the inner city and detoured around seven or eight alleys before he leaned against a corner of a wall and panted harshly.

“That woman earlier should’ve been Princess Connie, right? Pinkish-white ears and a petite figure, there’s no one else besides her in the Falk Tribe.” There was a hint of excitement on that orc’s face. “Her bounty is as high as 10,000,000 copper coins. I’m going to make a report, and get someone to arrest her now!”

“There’s no need for that now.” A tall and strapping black shadow appeared at the end of the alley, and walked to him slowly.

“W-who are you!?” that orc asked nervously as he drew his broad sword hanging on his waist out in panic.

“I hate to waste my breath with the dead.” That man appeared in front of that orc, and then gave him a punch.

The broad sword shattered under the iron fist, and that orc’s terrified face was also shattered at the same time.

“This lass is still too soft-hearted.” Rex kicked that orc into a pile of rocks, and then left.

Connie flipped over the wall and went into the kitchen agilely. She ran one round on the rooftop with light footsteps, and after deciding on a direction, she was about to dash over there.

“I say, where do you want to go?” a deep voice spoke out.

“Woah!”

Connie got a shock and her sharp claws sprung out. She only heaved a breath of relief after she turned to have a look. With surprise, she asked Mag who was sitting on the rooftop, “Boss, what are you doing there? Don’t you feel cold in the wind?”

“Of course I am cold.” Mag rubbed his hands as he stood up. He went up to the roof in the middle of the night because he was afraid that this fellow would get lost again. He was about to get off the roof, but he couldn’t help curiously asking Connie, “Where did you go and look for us earlier?”

“The kitchen. Don’t you usually stay in the kitchen? I’m a professional assassin, so I still have that little bit of judgement,” Connie replied confidently with a smug “ain’t I smart” smile on her face.

“It’s indeed rare to see an assassin like you.” Mag nodded with a complex expression. He suddenly couldn’t understand why Rex would take in this disciple. Was he really to tarnish his reputation in his old age?

He wouldn’t be surprised if she freaking killed her employer by accident!