Mag deeply sympathized with a married man’s strong instinct for survival, so he agreed to cover up Ivan’s lies for him.
After the lunch service was over, Mag smiled at Gemina, who was clutching the fence and glaring at Ivan, and said, “Miss Gemina, Mr. Ivan said he wanted to learn how to cook crayfish from me. I took him in because I think that he has the aptitude for it. However, he needs to submit 500 copper coins for registration. He said the finances are all held in your hands, so I wonder if you could pay me.”
“He didn’t give the money to Mr. Hades?” Gemina glanced at Ivan suspiciously.
“What’re you talking about, Dear? Do I look like someone who has a huge sum of 500 copper coins?” Ivan slapped his chest with an honest expression. Because he used too much force, a gold coin fell out accidentally.
The gold coin glared under the sunlight as it drew a perfect parabola. It landed in front of Gemina and spun on the ground.
Ivan’s expression and body froze at that very instant. His fear gradually turned worse as he stared at that gold coin which was still spinning.
Mag was a little taken aback too. He gave Ivan a piteous look. It seemed like this bro could only pray for help now.
“N-no. Dear, listen to me.” Ivan attempted to struggle.
Bam!
Gemina stamped that gold coin into the rock with her foot before she turned and walked toward the house. A cold voice could be heard next. “Don’t come home before you master cooking crayfish.”
“Do you think I still have half of my life?” Ivan tentatively asked Mag.
“That would depend on whether you could master it.” Mag tried his best not to laugh.
“Aye, such is life. She was such an innocent and adorable young maiden then. How did she become a shrew…” Ivan sighed. Life was indeed unpredictable.
The first day, Mag didn’t let the demons try their hands on cooking. After all, a crayfish cost 500 copper coins each. He would be losing money if they tried their hands on too many of them. Hence, he only let them do the most basic cleaning tasks as they couldn’t even reach Mag’s standards for deveining.
“Alright, that’s all for today’s lesson. If you want to try your hands on cooking tomorrow, you could buy your own crayfish or try out your luck at the beach tonight to look for tomorrow’s cooking ingredients.” Mag smiled at all of them in the evening.
Although all the demons were a little startled, they didn’t comment once they thought about the cost of a crayfish. 500 copper coins wouldn’t last them more than a few trials.
“Boss, could you please draw me a blueprint of this wok? I would like to get a blacksmith to make an identical one for me so I could practice at home,” Kitar asked Mag only after all the others had left.
“Of course.” Mag nodded. He got some pen and paper, and swiftly drew a wok’s blueprint for Kitar. This young fisherman indeed had a great zeal. He tried to do all the work and asked questions whenever he didn’t understand. He could be considered as an excellent apprentice.
“Thank you, Boss.” Kitar kept the blueprint gravely before bidding farewell to Mag, and left with great enthusiasm. He felt he had learned a lot today, and needed to go home to digest everything properly. He had to go and catch some crayfish tonight too.
Because the demons from Ten Kings Palace who came to investigate the crayfish restaurant were all buried, it was all peace and quiet in the restaurant while the storm raged on outside.
That night, Mag closed the doors in advance with the excuse that the crayfish were sold out.
“Amy, I need to go out with your mother for an errand tonight. Is it fine that Ugly Duckling and you stay home and watch Tom and Jerry?” Mag took out a tablet and tapped on the screen. It started to play the first episode of Tom and Jerry.
“Woah, there are a bluish-gray big cat and a little brown mouse hiding in here!” Amy stared at the screen curiously.
“Meow!” Ugly Duckling also came up enthusiastically and huddled in Amy’s arms as if it had seen its own kind.
“Let’s go. I think they could watch this for the whole night.” Mag tilted his head to look at Irina.
“Haha. That cat is so stupid. It’s even more stupid than Ugly Duckling…” Irina was already crouching next to Amy and laughing away.
“…” Mag.
It was indeed an existence that was popular with all ages. Mag sighed and dragged Irina away from the tablet after she was done watching the first episode.
“How did you stuff the cat and mouse into such a small thing?” Irina asked Mag curiously while they were on Ah Zi’s back.
“They’re just images, and not a real cat and mouse.” Mag shook his head with a smile. This was the new toy that he bought from the system for 10,000 copper coins—Tom and Jerry limited edition tablet.
Although it could only be used to watch Tom and Jerry, it was a cartoon that had over 100 episodes, and could be repeated in an endless loop from any episode. Furthermore, one wouldn’t be sick of it, so it was an excellent toy to entertain children.
“Is it alright to leave Amy alone in the restaurant?” Irina turned around to look at Carapace Island.
“It’s fine. I’ve done some arrangements in the restaurant.” Mag nodded. The restaurant’s automatic defense’s level had already reached 9th-tier, and Amy just had to stay home and watch cartoons. Moreover, there were no 10th-tier powerhouses on Carapace Island now.
Irina didn’t ask further after hearing that. She knew very well that Mag loved Amy more than she did, and wouldn’t place her in danger.
Moreover, the matter they had to do tonight was very dangerous, so it was really not convenient to bring Amy along.
The griffin burst through the clouds, and flew at a high altitude toward West Point Island.
Meanwhile, Alfred was on a ship making his way to West Point Island. There were only one crew member at the stern and a giant porcupine battle boar in the middle of the ship.
“Simmons, this fellow, had better bring the stone statue along. Otherwise, I will get back the statue even if I have to bathe the Flaming Tribe in blood!” Alfred said as he clenched his fists. Scary black lines began to appear on his face, and his eyes became blood-red.
The abyss demon who was steering the ship at the back was looking at Alfred fearfully. The chief looked a little different today. He made him scared and fearful.
On the other side, Simmons was sitting on a flamingo bird with a dark expression. The raging flames on both their bodies made half of the sky red.
“Even though Alfred is known to be lecherous and brutal, why does he want to lure me here? Both the abyss demons and flaming demons want to restart the racial war, so what is he planning to do?” Simmons murmured. After some pondering, a frustrated expression appeared on Simmons’ face. “Charlene had better be alright, or else I’m not letting him off today!”
The flamingo bird quickly approached the sky of West Point Island from the northeast. Its speed and altitude decreased rapidly at the same time.
“Oh. They’ve arrived earlier than expected. Seems like I’ve got to activate the ejection system,” Mag lamented before taking a controller out from his pocket. He looked at Alfred who was sitting on the porcupine battle boar in the center of the island and the flamingo bird near the beach before pressing on the nuclear button.