Chapter 1017 - Holy… Holy… Water… Water…

This pair of orc father and son each had a bowl of red braised pork in front of them, and they were eating continuously.

The delicious red braised pork coupled with the fluffy white rice made them forget about the pain and hardship. All they wanted was to immerse themselves in this scrumptious taste and feel the happiness on the tips of their tongues.

“Ding!”

Both of them hit the bottom of their bowls at the same time and smiled at each other. It had been some time since they had seen such relaxed expressions on each other’s faces.

Curtis got nervous suddenly as he asked Kyle, “Do you feel anything, Kyle? Are there any reactions in your body after eating this red braised pork?”

“Feel…?” Kyle looked at his hands and curled them into fists tightly with amazement as he said, “Father, I feel that my strength is back and my body is not hurting anymore.”

“Really? Your body is not hurting anymore?” Curtis stood up immediately, feeling shocked and happy at the same time. Even his voice was shaking.

The customers all looked toward him, wondering why was this orc so happy. Making a racket was not allowed in Mamy Restaurant.

However, it was weird that the service staff who usually stopped the customers from behaving inappropriately weren’t stopping him. Instead, they were all watching quietly with a smile.

“Yes, it’s true.” Kyle closed his eyes to confirm before he nodded with conviction.

The pain in his body worsened as his sickness advanced. However, he learnt to make himself appear not to be in so much pain gradually as time went on in order to lessen his father’s suffering.

But after eating that red braised pork, he indeed felt that most of the pain in his body had disappeared. Although there was still some discomfort, it was almost negligible compared to his previous pain.

“This is great.” Curtis hugged Kyle in his arms as tears of joy flowed down from his eyes.

He had experienced the process of going from hope to despair too many times in the past several months. He had even thought of ending both his and Kyle’s lives so he didn’t have to suffer anymore.

Finally, he had seen a real glimpse of hope.

It was really effective! Boss is awesome! Yabemiya thought with amazement as she gazed at Mag with admiration.

Can red braised pork cure illness? Did Boss actually put medication in the dishes? Shirley looked at Mag suspiciously.

Everyone was looking at Mag differently. They knew little Kyle’s illness was very severe, but he became so energetic just after eating a bowl of red braised pork. Was that still considered a delicacy? It was a miracle drug!

Although Kyle was also feeling very excited, he could feel all the gazes upon them, so he began to whisper, “Father, I think we have affected others’ dining experience.”

Curtis realized his gaffe too. He quickly wiped away his tears and stood up to nod apologetically to the other customers. Then, he held onto Kyle’s hand and brought him to the kitchen’s entrance to bow deeply to Mag. He appreciatively said, “Thank you so much, Mr Mag.”

“Don’t mention it.” Mag shook his head with a smile on his face too.

A hint of blush began to return to Kyle’s pale face, and he felt much more alert. It seemed that the system didn’t lie to Mag. Red braised pork was indeed a super effective cure for Kyle.

Curtis expressed his gratitude to Mag again. He didn’t want to disturb Mag while he was cooking, so he left with Kyle after he settled the bill.

He brought Kyle to join the line early at noon again so they wouldn’t miss the opening hours.

He didn’t doubt Mag’s words at all now. All he wanted was to bring Kyle to eat the red braised pork at Mamy Restaurant for every meal, see him recover from his illness gradually, and eventually get rid of the sickness totally.

There would be no painful therapy, only the happiness of enjoying good food.

He had already decided to bring Kyle back to their tribe to meet their elders after he fully recovered.

…

“It is a rough day today. Please go back to have a good rest early,” Mag said to everyone with a smile after they ended the opening hours for the night.

Unknowingly, Mamy Restaurant had become a big family. Miya, Babla, Firis, Shirley, Anna, and Elizabeth got along very well in their daily interactions. This made Mag feel rather gratified.

Everyone bade their farewells and left.

“Father, do you feel like you are watching your harem?” Amy asked curiously.

“Yup. Yup?!” Mag raised his eyebrows and rapidly shook his head as he righteously said, “Why would I be such a person? And, Amy, where did you hear this ‘harem’ term from?”

Ever since Irina had successfully incited the defection of Amy, he always felt he had a time bomb that could go off any time next to him. And now, that feeling had gotten even more intense.

“Big Sister Camilla told me that,” Amy replied honestly.

“It was her indeed!” Mag was angry, and yet felt like laughing at the same time. That countess who was a little self-absorbed had taken him as her love rival because of Gloria, but there wasn’t anything going on between him and Miss Gloria at all.

He guessed that was how the saying “a man sits at home, and the disaster comes from heaven” felt like.

Mag couldn’t simply ignore this. Clearing his throat, he said, “This… Her description was actually incorrect. Your Big Sister Miya and the gang are the service staff of the restaurant, and I am the boss. The relationship between us is the employer and employee relationship, and not a harem.”

“Is that really so?” Amy asked Mag doubtfully.

“Of course it is!” Mag nodded determinedly without even a blink of his eyes. He had to display his determination at this kind of time, or else he wouldn’t know what Amy would tell Irina when they met up again. This was a matter of life and death.

“But… Why are all the big sisters so pretty?” Amy asked curiously again.

“This…” Mag was at a loss for words. It was difficult to explain to a child that he liked to look at pretty girls—no matter how he explained, it would sound like he was preparing his harem.

Right at this moment, a golden bean lit up on the restaurant’s floor, and an old and simplistic teleportation portal appeared. At the same time, a magic wave appeared.

“Someone’s coming over again? Are they looking for Babla?” Mag carried Amy up and backed away from the range of the teleportation portal with an alert expression.

All the hair on Ugly Duckling, which was lying on the counter, stood up at once. It leaped down from the counter and went over to hug Mag’s leg. It sat on his leg with a nervous look in its face.

“What is that?” Amy asked curiously.

The golden beam became glaring suddenly, and then instantly disappeared. A figure also appeared in the empty space in the center of the restaurant.

It was a beautiful woman who had a head of golden red hair and was wearing seashells and seaweed clothing.

“Holy… Holy… Water… Water…”

She passed out just after saying a few words.