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

Chapter 617 Tumultuous Times

Brandli walked around in the general vicinity before turning to the man as he said, “Check if there have been any missing persons reports filed in Chaos City in the past two days. If not, then there’s no need to look into this incident.”

“But…” The man wanted to say something.

However, Brandli cut him off as he shook his head, saying, “Our Gray Temple is responsible for maintaining law and order within Chaos City only. As opposed to wasting time on external matters, we have much better things to do.”

Brandli then departed without saying anything else. The Gray Temple worker hesitated momentarily before instructing, “Take all suspicious things back with us, then get the city lord’s castle to investigate missing person cases during the past few days…”

“These are such tumultuous times; could it be that something’s going to happen in Chaos City soon? So be it. It’s not like Chaos City has ever been a peaceful place anyway…” Brandli murmured to himself as he shook his head before making his way over to the black horse-drawn carriage nearby.

At the north of Chaos City, a group of horse-drawn carriages slowly traveled through the city gates.

“I don’t know when I’ll come to Chaos City next. Look after yourself, Alex.” Louis looked back at Chaos City from within a carriage before letting the curtain fall shut.

The horse-drawn carriage went on ahead, and quickly disappeared into the distance.

On the northwestern border of the Roth Empire, there was a tall and broad man in a suit of golden armor standing beside a valley. The dry air blowing from the northwestern direction was making his red cape flap incessantly behind him.

“Your Highness, the Cheetah still hasn’t been able to find any concrete leads on Alex. Perhaps he didn’t leave Chaos City with the assistance from anyone in the military,” a young man clad in black robes standing behind him remarked.

Sean was still looking out across the canyon at a base constructed from massive black rocks. The orcs standing in front of the base were clearly visible to him, and he smiled as he asked, “Quine, how many friends do you think Alex has?”

After a brief pause, Quine replied, “According to the information we’ve gathered in the past few years, he almost has no friends at all. He only has some comrades and subordinates in the military, and their relationships go no deeper than that.”

Sean turned to Quine with a smile, and said, “If that’s the case, why do something like this when it could bring them a lot of trouble or even kill them? Aside from comrades who have experienced life and death together on the battlefield, who would be willing to do this for him?”

Sean was momentarily silent before nodding as he said, “You’re right, Your Highness. It’s just that the Cheetah has spied on the target for a long time without any noteworthy discoveries. Should we increase the scope of our observation or capture and interrogate some of the people involved?”

“They weren’t afraid to die three years ago, so even if you capture them now, they won’t tell you anything.” Sean shook his head as he replied, “Keep observing them. Seeing as Alex has already been crippled, the people who know where he is will definitely visit him at some point.”

“Yes.” Quine nodded before quickly departing on top a huge black bird.

“You should have made more friends, Alex. Where are you right now? It’s difficult for me to sleep at night knowing that you’re still alive…” Sean furrowed his brows, but a smile quickly reappeared on his face as he chuckled. “Josh should be feeling even more urgency than I. Once we find Alex, the final showdown will begin.”

So this is Chaos City… To the north of Chaos City, there was a young elf in a set of gray linen robes. He looked up at the city walls before lowering his head and making his way into the city along with the crowd. He wore a straw hat on his head and held a cane in his hand. There was a ragged pouch on his back, and he looked quite disheveled in general, suggesting that he had been traveling the continent extensively.

I wonder if Master Alex and the young mistress are actually here. I have to find them before those people do. The princess might not be able to last much longer… The young elf entered the city and quickly disappeared into an alley.

On an enormous island hovering above the sea, giant dragons glided through the air. Despite the fact that all of them were massive in their own right, they were downright tiny compared to the size of the gargantuan island.

There were a few smaller islands also hovering near this colossal island; giant dragons could also be seen on those.

On the frost island.

This was the island that was home to the Frost Dragons, and it was one of the six major star islands of dragon island. The entire island was covered in icy blue frost and white snow. There were sharp ice stalactites, each like a translucent crystal. There were also many massive buildings constructed from ice and snow on the island, making it appear as if it were a kingdom of snow and ice.

The bone-chilling temperature emanating from the island could be felt even several kilometers away.

A Frost Dragon with a wingspan of several dozens of meters retracted his wings before abruptly landing on the island. In the instant that he landed, he reverted back to his human form, and made his way deeper into the island.

At this moment, in the vast hall that was close to 100 meters tall at the center of the island, there was a heated debate being waged.

At the center of the hall was a flat icy blue surface that could act as a mirror. There were several platforms several dozens of meters tall positioned in the hall, upon which there were several chairs carved out of ice. 10 elderly men sat in those chairs on one of the platforms, looking down from their vantage point.

On the platform directly across from the door, there was only a heavily wrinkled old man with white hair sitting on a seat. He wore an ice blue crown on his head, and his eyes were closed as if he were asleep.

Fox stood at the center of the hall, looking extremely tiny and insignificant.

“Fox, many powerful warriors from our Frost Dragon race perished during this battle, yet the conditions you negotiated in the conference don’t benefit our Frost Dragon race in the slightest. Now, you want to become our chief? I, for one, object to this!” an old man with short hair and a short beard stated firmly.

A bearded old man turned to the old man with the crown on his head, and said, “Rankster’s death has already been verified, and our Frost Dragon race has not had a chief for the past two years. As a result, we are no longer as unified as we once were, and all of the other five races look down on us for it. We have to choose a new chief, and we have to do it immediately. Fox is Rankster’s younger brother, and his aptitude is not inferior to Rankster’s. He will be able to progress to the 10-tier and become the most powerful being among the younger generation soon. Also, Fox did his best to negotiate more favorable terms, but the other dragon representatives turned on him, so it’s not his fault.”

“In terms of aptitude, Elizabeth is clearly superior to Fox. She’s only 20 years old, yet she’s already a 7th-tier giant dragon. Such aptitude is very rare among our dragon race. If we have to choose a chief, I think Elizabeth is a better option,” a tall and broad elder suggested loudly.