Chapter 717 - I"m Mag, and Now I"m Starting to Panic

So it really is you, Alex.

Irina cast a meaningful glance at Mag before boarding the horse-drawn carriage and taking a seat beside Amy.

She had heard the same answer 10 years ago, and 10 years since then, he had given her the same answer.

It had to be him.

Mag carried the unconscious coach driver onto the horse-drawn carriage before turning to Irina as he said, “You should administer some treatment for him. Can you heal his injuries but leave him unconscious? We have to take him back with us when we go back.”

“So you want him half dead? Sure.” Irina nodded as she pointed a finger toward the coach driver’s head. A spot of green light emerged from her fingertip before disappearing into the coach driver’s glabella.

“That’s… an interesting way to put it.” Mag was a little speechless upon hearing Irina’s response. However, Irina was doing as he requested, so he didn’t say anything further about this matter. He kicked aside the wood splinters strewn all over the ground, and then asked a passerby for directions to the Renhe Food Street before slowly driving the horse-drawn carriage onward in an awkward and unrehearsed manner.

Mag was a decent horse-rider, but this was his first time driving a horse-drawn carriage. However, even though the carriage was trundling along at a rather slow rate, it was still moving nonetheless.

Even though he was sitting outside the carriage, Mag’s attention was almost entirely focused on what was going on within the carriage. He still wasn’t sure if Irina had managed to identify him and Amy.

All of Alex’s memories of Irina had been wiped away, so he didn’t even know what kind of personality Irina had.

However, from his observations, he could conclude thus far that she was very brave, possessed an inexplicable reflex arc, had violent tendencies, and was rather haughty.

“Big Sister Irina, you said that you were going to come find me again, but I thought it would be a long time later; I didn’t think you’d come to find me so quickly.” Amy sat beside Irina with a beaming smile on her face. She then cast a glance outside the carriage and lowered her voice as she whispered, “I also told Father about you, and he’s super excited to see you. I only told Father and no one else about you, though.”

“Really? He doesn’t appear all that excited to see me,” Irina questioned in a voice that was just loud enough to be heard by Mag.

A resigned smile appeared on his face. It appeared that Amy was trying to act as matchmaker for her parents.

“It’s true! Father’s just a little slow, but he definitely really likes you, and he’s really good to women as well.” Amy nodded in confirmation.

“Which women has he been good to?” Irina asked in an amused voice.

A chill suddenly ran down Mag’s spine; he was petrified, fearing that Amy would blurt out something she shouldn’t. He was suddenly struck by the feeling that Irina was a slightly terrifying woman.

“No one, really.” Amy shook her head in response.

“Good.” Only then did Irina slowly unclench her fists.

“Phew.” Mag couldn’t help but heave a sigh of relief. Thank heavens Amy knew what she should and shouldn’t say.

After a slight pause, Anna continued, “It’s only Teacher Luna, Big Sister Miya, Big Sister Aisha, Big Sister Gloria, Big Sister Vivian, Big Sister Anna… He’s only good to those people.”

“Sounds like a lot of beautiful big sisters.” Irina’s tone suddenly took a rather dangerous turn, and it felt as if the air temperature inside the carriage had plummeted significantly.

“Luna is Amy’s teacher, Miya and Aisha are waitresses at my restaurant, Young Mistress Gloria and Young Mistress Vivian are customers of my restaurant, and Anna is a five-year-old[1] little elf that we rescued in the past…” Mag didn’t know why he was explaining these things, but he had a feeling that he would be in mortal danger if he refrained from elaborating on this matter.

As a man, he felt that this wasn’t a sign that he was scared of his wife; it was simply a gesture of respect toward women.

He was a man who respected female rights.

Yes, that was it.

“I see.”

Irina nodded indifferently, and the air temperature within the carriage seemed to have warmed up slightly again.

However, right at this moment, Krassu suddenly interjected, “I heard that Young Mistress Gloria danced with Boss Mag during that banquet, didn’t she? I’m not sure that she’s just a customer of his restaurant.”

Mag was suddenly struck by the urge to throw himself off the carriage…

“Looks like Boss Mag really is popular with women,” Irina mused with a menacing smile.

Amy was completely oblivious to the killing intent radiating from Irina’s body as a bewildered look appeared on her face. “How did you know, Big Sister Irina? There are a lot of big sisters lining up outside the restaurant every day, talking about how they want to become Father’s wife and bear his children.”

“Giddy up!”

As he sensed the plummeting air temperature behind him, Mag frantically swung his whip through the air.

I’m Mag, and now I’m starting to panic.

Irina withdrew her gaze from the curtain of the carriage before turning to the adorable little Amy. She felt as if her heart were about to melt at the mere sight of this beautiful little girl.

This was the daughter whom she had been thinking about day and night. She was so small when she’d first been born, and she was a little ugly as well, so Irina had almost dropped her in her horror. However, it had only been a few years, and she already became this adorable.

Three years had passed since she had last seen her daughter, and she had thought that she and Mag were already dead. Who would’ve thought that she would get an opportunity to sit beside her daughter again like this?

How should I get closer to her? Irina looked at Amy as she pondered to herself. Little kids were extremely foreign to her, and she didn’t know how to interact with Amy. She reached out toward Amy in an awkward manner before withdrawing her hand again. She then decided to employ a more direct approach, and commanded, “Xiao Mi, get in my arms.”

Was that too harsh? Should I have been more gentle? Did I scare her? As soon as those words escaped from Irina’s lips, she was thrown into a blind panic. As she looked at Amy and waited for her response, she felt as if she had never been so nervous in her life.

“Really?” Amy’s eyes lit up with elation and disbelief as she looked at Irina. She was struggling to believe her ears; such a beautiful big sister was asking to hug her?

“Do you not want to?” Irina opened her arms and tried to speak in a more gentle tone, yet it still sounded like an order.

“Of course I do!” Amy immediately nodded vehemently. She looked at Irina’s open arms and hesitated momentarily before carefully approaching Irina, then rested her cheek against Irina’s chest.

So soft, so warm, so comfortable! Amy closed her eyes as she hugged Irina with her little arms. There was a comforting fragrance emanating from Irina’s body. It was a rather floral scent, but it was more captivating than the fragrance of any flower. Amy felt as if she could fall asleep in an instant in Irina’s arms.

Mother’s embrace must be just as warm as this… Amy thought to herself as a content smile appeared on her face.

Xiao Mi, my daughter, I’ve finally found you.

Irina gently hugged Amy to her chest, basking in the warmth emanating from her body. She felt as if there were some kind of profound indescribable connection between them, linking them together. With Amy in her arms, she felt calmer and more content than ever before, just as if she were holding the entire world in her arms. It was an extraordinary feeling.

“Thump!”

Right at this moment, something crashing heavily into the horse-drawn carriage, and the entire carriage was almost flung into the air.

[1] Pretty sure it was six or seven, but author is a little bit inconsistent with such things.