(601......) Stay-at-home Dad's Restaurant In An Alternate World

Chapter 620 Hmm...

To think that a princess from the moon nation would end up here; it looks like Alex's theory about civilization outside of the Norland Continent is correct. The upper limit on the power scale in the Norland Continent is the 10th-tier. Even though the most powerful 10th-tier beings are far superior to the average 10th-tier being, it still doesn't change the fact that they're still both at the 10th-tier. Have the inhabitants of the moon nation found a way to break through this barrier? Or perhaps is their power scale different from the Norland Continent's? Babla is only 14 years old, yet she's already a 7th-tier spatial magic caster, so her aptitude is superior even compared to Sally's. Is she a prodigy, or is she a product of her environment?

Mag tucked Amy into bed before lying down on his own bed with his brows furrowed deep in thought, attempting to find the answers to these questions in Alex's memories.

As a transmigrator himself, he was rather sympathetic toward Babla, who was also a transmigrator. However, that wasn't a good enough reason for him to take the risk of keeping a volatile little girl like her at home with him. Most importantly, she was also the princess of the moon nation.

The people on the Norland Continent had always been curious whether there were inhabitants on the moon, just like how there had been many ancient Chinese legends about the moon.

Those standing at the pinnacle of the continent had also cast their eyes on foreign realms, wondering if there was some very distant land where there would be a way for them to take themselves to the next level.

At the moment, Mag wasn't really interested in finding out whether there was an 11th-tier above the 10th-tier. His top priority at present was to recover his past strength as quickly as possible.

However, he had to keep Babla by his side. If someone were to spread the fact that she had come from the moon, all of the top-tier powerhouses would go crazy searching for her, trying to use her to guide them into the outside world.

Furthermore, Mag felt that Babla possessed the potential to become an outstanding employee. Perhaps she would be able to take over the majority of Yabemiya's work in the near future.

As for the issues with her personality, disciplining someone had always been something that Mag was quite good at, so he was confident that he would be able to discipline a 14-year-old girl.

At the very least, it's better for the little princess to stay in the restaurant rather than roam the streets, Mag thought to himself as he shook his head with a smile before closing his eyes to sleep.

That night, when Mag got up to go to the bathroom, he discovered that the door of the opposite room was still open, and the lights in the room as well as the bathroom were both switched on. A hint of surprise appeared on his face as he murmured to himself, "She's still not in bed yet?"

Mag made his way over to the entrance of the room, and was just about to say something, but he immediately caught himself.

The autumn night was already rather cold. Babla was lying in the room in her pink fish pajamas with her body rolled up into a fetal position. She was lying on the seat in the corner and her brows were lightly furrowed. Her face was sickly pale, and she was using a toy brick as a pillow, as well as a wooden horse to support her feet.

Mag stood by the door for a long time.

He closed the lights and turned away, then paused before turning back to open the lights again.

He went back to his own room to grab a blanket and a soft pillow before going back. He gently pulled the toy brick from under Babla's head and replaced it with a pillow before draping the soft blanket over her body.

"Hmm." A faint moan escaped Babla's lips as her furrowed brows relaxed. She snuggled up to her soft pillow and a warm blanket as a smile appeared on her face.

I'm too kind for my own good. Mag sighed as he shook his head with a smile. He then turned away and turned off the lights, shutting the door behind him as he left.

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The first ray of morning light fell on the Blue Suede Textiles Shop's sign.

A lavish horse-drawn carriage stopped in front of the shop, and Gloria disembarked from it. Her features were a little pale with exhaustion, but her eyes were shimmering and bright.

"Young Mistress, the tailors have worked overtime to produce the first dress in accordance with the size you stipulated. Would you like to check it out now?" Mars opened the door for her. His normally impeccable hair was slightly disheveled; he was also in need of a shave, and had dark circles around his eyes, clearly having not slept very much for the past few days. However, his expression was just as excited as Gloria's.

"Thanks for your hard work. I'll try it on right now." An elated smile appeared on Gloria's face as she entered the shop with Mars.

Within the textiles shop, two tailors were tidying up a blue dress, while two young employees had already fallen asleep in their chairs.

The female employee who had woken up early to get to the shop was caught mid-yawn as Gloria walked into the door, and the former immediately stood up straight to greet her.

"Thank you for your hard work, Mr. Andre, Mr. Blanch." Gloria nodded with a smile toward the two tailors.

The black-robed Andre was holding a wooden ruler in his hand as he replied, "You're welcome, Young Mistress Gloria. We've produced the dress according to the design you gave us. Please try it on and tell us what you think."

Blanch was also looking at Gloria and the dress with an expectant look in his eyes.

Gloria didn't need them to spur her on any further; her attention had already been completely drawn to the blue dress as soon as she walked into the door.

The blue open-back dress was embellished with gemstones, and the entire thing was like a lavish yet graceful work of art that was practically glowing.

"Such a beautiful dress!" Gloria's breathing had even accelerated. She had envisioned many times in the past few days what this dress would look like, but she was still stunned by its beauty when it was actually placed before her.

She loved dresses. In particular, after the tofu pudding her resolved her skin issues, she would wear a new dress almost every single day. She wanted to wear all of the dresses that she could only look at yet not have the confidence to wear in the past.

Among them, this dress was the most beautiful one she had ever seen.

"The designer of this dress is a genius. The overall design and the way the minor details were handled all demonstrate the mind of a genius designer. I've never thought that adding so many gemstones to a dress would make it so graceful and elegant rather than unsightly and vulgar. This is simply incredible." Andre had nothing but genuine praise for the dress.

Blanch stared intently at the dress. He was also full of praise and awe. "Indeed. I've been making clothes for several decades, and this dress is my proudest creation. I feel honored to have been part of the process to create such a perfect, stunning dress."

"He is indeed a genius." A smile appeared on Gloria's face as she made her way toward the changing rooms down the back. "Help change me into this dress."

"Yes!" The employee carefully scooped up the dress in her arms before hurriedly making her way over to the changing rooms.