This eggplant with garlic sauce had satisfied all of Eiffie’s fantasies of the eggplant with garlic sauce.

  No!

  It had way exceeded her imagination. It was already on another level. Even words were not enough to describe it.

  Her tongue had experienced the wildness, but it was still unsatisfied.

  Eiffie opened her eyes, her face slightly flushed. She glanced at Mag, and actually felt an inexplicable affection.

  She lowered her head, and ate a few mouthfuls of rice. She chewed on the sweet and fragrant rice, and put another piece of eggplant into her mouth.

  If she admired Mag for his wine-brewing skills before, and was grateful to him for saving her life, then now she felt a different emotion rising because of these two meals.

  Just these two meals alone were enough to make her want to marry him.

  Who would not wish to wake up every morning to delicious soup dumpling and congee with pork and century egg? Who would not want to enjoy eggplant with garlic sauce every day? Who would not want to hug that beautiful body to sleep every night… Oh, she really was not after his body.

  It was just…


  A sense of security.

  “This eggplant with garlic sauce is too good! I’m going to cry…” Mala had tears welling up in her eyes because she had dived too deep in love.

  As a chef, Mag enjoyed the praises from his customers.

  After running his tavern for such a long time, he had almost forgotten that feeling. Of course, he still preferred to be a chef.

  Eiffie enjoyed this meal very much as beads of perspiration rolled down her forehead for this meal…


  Burp…


  Eiffie covered her mouth and smiled embarrassedly.

  She was very, very full.

  She had eaten food that she would have had for the entire day in this afternoon alone.

  However, the sinfulness could not overpower the sense of satisfaction.

  This was a very dangerous signal. Usually, this was when… one would grow fat.

  “Mr. Hades, I think opening a tavern is a waste of your talent.” Eiffie looked at Mag, and said sincerely, “Your cooking is not any worse than your wine-brewing skills. It’s really to die for.”


  “It can’t be helped. Everyone has their limits. Sometimes, you must know how to give and take.”


  Mag sighed.

  He could only run the tavern for a while, and then run the restaurant for a while.

  “That is really a pity.” Eiffie sighed as well. She found it a pity that others would not be able to try Mag’s culinary skills.

  “The court did not make things difficult for you, right?” Mag asked as he put his bowl down.

  “Mm-hmm. The procedures all went on very smoothly because the culprit had been executed, while it was said that the mastermind committed suicide a road away.” Eiffie nodded. With some residual fear, she said, “It was Boss Boris from Reese Tavern. I didn’t expect it to be him.”


  He had been the real big boss of Rodu’s taverns, an important figure here, so she had not expected him to do anything to her.

  However, him taking in poison to commit suicide and the incident of Boris’s house being robbed all reminded her of Mr. Hades’s family.

  But she had no evidence.

  Of course, she would never tell anyone else about it.

  Mr. Hades and his family had taken great risks to save her and Mala. She only had to remember that.

  As for this favor, she would not be able to repay it in her lifetime.

  Sa

  “We will get going, then. The workers are still repairing the damaged area. I have to go and take a look.”


  Eiffie and Mala helped to clean up the dining table before taking their leave.

  “Why did you accept her money?” Mag looked at Irina curiously after closing the door.

  “You’re a fool if you don’t take the money that’s right in front of you,” Irina said with a smile.

  Mag did not believe that was the reason, and continued looking at her.

  “You still don’t understand women. This one million is money to buy her life. It was also akin to returning our favor. If you hadn’t accepted this money, she would’ve felt uneasy in front of us in the future. This is a woman,” Irina said with a smile.

  “I see…”


  Mag nodded thoughtfully.

  It was true that he did not really understand women. He was merely women’s cup of tea.

  In his previous life, it was because he was rich.

  In this life, he was rich, talented, and very powerful.

  If you had no money and not enough talent, you had to understand women.

  And no matter how well you understood women, you might still only be a spare tire. The matter had been resolved, and they had also gotten their money. Mag closed the door of the shop, and went upstairs for an afternoon nap. After that, he went to retrieve the bamboo container buried under the Acacia tree at the end of the street.

  Michael sent good news over. The demons at the Boundless Sea Realm had finally reached a consensus under the pressure of the Great Old Ones and with Mag’s help. They had decided to join the Peace Alliance, and had agreed to sign the new peace treaty.

  The Roth Empire had lowered their stance, the demons had given in, the orcs were no longer haughty, and the trolls that previously could not decide had all made their stand to join the Peace Alliance.

  This was the way to survival for the trolls. They were not a weak race, but they loved to remain neutral.

  The various races had agreed to send their representatives to Chaos City three days later to sign the new peace treaty and to form the Peace Alliance to fend off the army of the dead.

  The specific details would be discussed on site, including the troops to be sent to the north to prevent the army of the dead from advancing south, as well as to destroy the Great Old One, Cthulhu.

  “We seemed to have done something enough to be put in the history books.”


  Mag smiled as he passed the letter to Irina.

  Irina read the letter and smiled. She looked at Mag, and said, “If the Norland Continent can pull through this ordeal, things may become different.”


  Mag nodded with a smile. It was difficult to disagree with Irina.

  Once the alliance was formed, the various races would have to establish in-depth cooperation with each other for this battle.

  For example, the allied forces would enter the Roth Empire, the dwarves would have to help provide the weapons for the allied forces, the goblins might be in charge of security, the giant dragons would be in charge of aerial attacks…


  Mag’s blood burned with passion just thinking about the scene of so many races working together in battle.

  “What’s the situation like at the elves’ side?”


  Mag suddenly recalled that he had not asked about the elves and Night Elves for a long time. In addition, the letter did not state the elves’ stand.

  “I wiped out Elliot’s nest yesterday, set all the farm slaves and servants free, and brought them to Chaos City,” Irina said.

  “You killed him?” Mag asked.

  “No. His life belongs to Shirley. I would not kill him.” Irina shook his head.

  Mag nodded. Elliot was Shirley’s father. If he killed Shirley’s father, there would be no end to this hatred.

  “The elves are in a mess right now. I am a little unclear about what Helena wants to do. Given her character, she would not let things spiral downward like this uncontrollably,” Irina said in bewilderment as she furrowed her brows.

  “Perhaps she is planning something. Perhaps she has already lost her power, and does not want to struggle anymore?” Mag stroked his chin. He, too, was unsure of the situation in the Wind Forest now.