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

Mag looked at the exploded bomb shell in Jonas's hand and raised his eyebrow. He felt that this fellow was quite something.

Jonas studied the bomb shell for a while before looking up at Mag and asking, "Who invented this?"

Mag pointed at himself.

"You're such a talent." Jonas gave Mag a thumbs up. He put the bomb shell back together again and studied the ignition spell formation on the outside. After that he looked at Mag and said, "Did you add that in as well?"

"No. I don't know magic. This was added in by others after enhancement. However, it is not very stable and is unable to satisfy the requirements needed for the launch." Mag shook his head.

"This is not just bad. It's simply murdering yourselves." Jonas waved his hand and erased the ignition spell formation on the outside of the shell and said with a shake of his head, "This spell formation is very unstable and although it might increase the power of the cannon, it would explode very easily upon slight friction, thereby causing an ignition.

"Be it storage, transportation, or launching, it would not be able to make the mark. The fellow who added this spell formation on the shell is an idiot."

"I agree."

Mag nodded upon hearing Jonas' analysis. After that, he asked seriously, "In that case, how should this be improved? How do we ensure its stability while increasing its power during the launch and achieving cost-efficiency at the same time?"

"This is simple. Make a protective shell over this," Jonas said with a smile.

"What do you mean?"

"The ignition spell formation is a very simple spell formation. Even a 1st-tier magic caster could easily carve it out and it is indeed a very cost effective choice.

"To ensure its stability is even simpler. Just isolate it from the friction between the bomb and the cannon. Make use of the bomb explosion to trigger the spell formation instead of using the spell formation to trigger the bomb.

"Therefore, we can add a layer of steel shell outside of the carved bomb and then fill the space between the layers with steel balls to increase its power," Jonas explained.

"Fantastic!" Mag's eyes lit up. A professional's solution is different indeed.

"Master, Didn't you say that our opponent is a pile of bones? What's the use of adding the steel balls?" Babla interrupted. "Can't we fill it with something that they're afraid of?"

Babla's words stunned Mag and Jonas.

That's true…

What exactly is the Army of the Dead afraid of?

Mag suddenly realized something very important. They seemed to know too little about their enemy.

The Roth Empire might be keeping updated on the movement of the Army of the Dead but the current information currently given to them lacked the Army of the Dead's weakness.

Mag had exchanged blows with the Army of the Dead before and those skeletons were nothing in front of his powers.

However, the vanguard of the allied forces was not all as strong as he was. They were even weaker than the Army of the Dead.

Other than being lifeless, feeling no pain, being unafraid of death, and other heavy information, the allied forces knew nothing about the strong enemy that they were about to face.

They were not even told what was the fastest way to deal with their opponent and how to ensure that their opponent was indeed settled.

As the supreme commander of the allied forces, Mag felt a chill down his spine.

He had worked hard to create the allied forces and attempted to give the allied forces a supply of even stronger ammunition and even more logistical support.

However, what he did to ensure the normal soldiers knew how to kill the Army of the Dead was way insufficient.

"Perhaps we should indeed raise an opinion." He knew what he had to do next.

Mag left Jonas' and handed the plan to Scheer. After that, he walked around Aden Square and bought some materials before going to the textile factory to look for Irina, who was arranging matters for deployment.

"What are you doing here?" Irina placed the material she had on hand down and looked at Mag, who was standing at the door.

"I'm here to deliver supper to you." Mag walked in with a lunch box in his hand and smiled at Irina.

"Go on, what's the matter?" Irina took out the fried rice in the lunchbox and asked as she ate.

Mag sat in front of her and said, "I intend to make a trip to the ice plains."

"You still want to kill Cthulhu on your own?" Irina paused and looked at Mag.

"No. I know I can't kill it alone." Mag shook his head. "I want to go over to understand the dead souls better, for example, how to kill them easily."

"It's easy for you to kill them."

"But there is only one Alex in the allied forces and tens of thousands of normal soldiers. In the Roth Empire, more than 70% of the knights are 3rd-tier and below." Mag shook his head. "They are the ones who will be sent to the frontlines to face the Army of the Dead directly."

Irina fell silent for a while. She looked at Mag and said, "So, what do you intend to do?"

"I brought some things and intend to test them on the dead souls. I need your help," Mag said.

"Let's go. I'll eat on the way," Irina said as she stood up and brought her fried rice along.

"Why don't… you finish your food first?" Mag felt a little bad.

"There's time on the way." A golden glow appeared from beneath Irina's feet and the both of them disappeared from the office.

"Right, what about the children?"

"I've brought them back to the restaurant. They can take care of themselves. Urien is just next door. There should be no problems."

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A bolt of purple lightning sliced through the skies over the icy plains and landed in a narrow valley.

Mag looked at the tens of thousands of skeleton soldiers standing neatly at the bottom of the valley below him and frowned.New chaptᴇrs are published on novelenglish.net . ꜰɪre.nᴇt

They have searched the icy plains for two hours and this is the first batch of soldiers from the Army of the Dead that they had found.

There was no trace of the Army of the Dead at the location the Roth Empire provided two days ago.

The skeletons were spaced meters apart and were standing neatly within the valley according to their size. There was frost hanging on them and they stood deadly still, like an ice sculpture.

"Why aren't they moving?" Irina questioned.

Mag was also rather shocked. This group of skeletons were arranged neatly and it was obviously not natural. Judging from the traces around them, it seemed they were gathered here for a while but why do they appear so lifeless?

Just then, among the skeleton soldiers, a giant skeleton, standing tens of meters high, suddenly came to life as its eyes lit up like two red lasers, landing on the purple-striped griffin.

A black soundwave was released from its body and the eyes of the other skeleton soldiers all lit up red, as though they were all awakened. The frost all fell from their bodies, revealing their deathly white bones.

"Howl~"

That giant skeleton let out a furious roar and pointed at Mag with its icy spear.

Countless skeleton soldiers started crawling up the valley, towards Mag and Irina.

"What do we do now?" Irina turned to Mag and asked.

"Let's first see if the silver sword is of any use." Mag pulled out a longsword made of pure silver.