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

a water magic caster stepped forward, and began to chant spells.

There were also melee elf fighters in full battle gear that opened the doors in three directions and charged in.

The slaves were just two-legged cattle with longer lifespan.
Those who looked good or possessed magical talents wouldn’t have been kept here.

With those shackles, they were completely powerless in front of the powerful army.

There were even elven soldiers who thought the guards had to have fallen asleep.
Otherwise, the guards at the slaves’ circle would be able to squash the so-called rebellion.
However, when they rushed into the slaves’ circle in an attempt to solve all the problems by charging in and then return to their sleep, they were shocked by what they saw.
The battle was already over.

All the guards were rounded up and tied up in the empty field in the middle.
Apart from injuries, there was also endless fear in their eyes.

Meanwhile, those elven slaves in shackles were surrounding those guards.
The slaves looked angry and fanatical.

Of course, the soldiers weren’t shocked by those elven slaves.

It was that giant purple-striped griffin that hovered in midair and the beautiful elf on the griffin’s back.

“It’s Princess Irina!” some elves exclaimed.

Some elven soldiers that were charging forward even halted in their steps instinctively.
Looking at Irina, they didn’t even have the courage to charge forward.

They seemed to understand why the usually docile slaves suddenly became agitated and manic tonight.

The butler forced himself to go forward, and respectfully asked Irina, “Princess Irina, I am Dirk from the Brewster Family; may I know what your purpose is in coming here so late in the night?”

The Brewster Family wasn’t a powerful family, and even the chief, Elliot, was just a 9th-tier magic caster.
They didn’t have anoth-tier powerhouse present.

Moreover, this place was located far from the City of Life.
Even if they asked for help now, High Priestess Helena might not be able to get here in time.

As for Irina’s strength, everyone with a brain in the Wind Forest knew about it clearly.

Now, she was here, on the side of the rebelling slaves.

He was in a panic.

“To bring some elves away and kill those who are not fit to be called elves,” Irina said coldly.

Dirk went white.
He knew very well that he was perhaps one of those fellows who were not fit to be called elves in Irina’s eyes.

“Albin, right? Find Anton and Joe’s murderer and avenge them.” Irina looked at a thin and small elf below.

Albin nodded and picked up a blood-stained dagger on the ground before walking towards those tied-up guards.

The guard leader, who was dumped in the corner with both his legs bent, was frightened, and shouted, “Don’t kill me… I didn’t kill him… They did…”

Albin went forward silently.
He stabbed the commander’s thigh, and then pulled the dagger downwards.
The flesh and muscles turned outward, and blood gushed out.

Aaah…

That leader let out a horrible shriek.

All the guards and the soldiers standing close by went white too.

Some of them recognized Albin.
He was the skinny guy in charge of slaughtering the animals in the farm.

“This is for Joe.
Of course, this isn’t enough.
You stabbed him 12 times, and I’ll repay you double for that.
In addition to Anton’s 24 stabs, I’ll make sure you won’t die before I finish the stabbing.
I promise,” Albin said to that guard’s leader coldly before dragging the dagger down on his left thigh, and pulling a tendon out.

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