Chapter 780 - Have You had Intimate Interactions with Any Other Women?

In the end, Mag was still the first one to back down.

Just as he was about to make contact with the alluring mounds on her chest, Mag withdrew his hand like lightning.

She wasn’t playing by the rules!

Even though Mag wasn’t an extremely uptight or traditional man, he was a person with a moral compass, and he had his boundaries.

“Look at your stupid face! You haven’t changed at all, even after all these years.” Irina burst into tinkling laughter at the sight of Mag’s slightly overwhelmed expression as if she were seeing something downright hilarious.

Mag looked at Irina with a hint of emotional turmoil in his heart.

He had inherited all of Alex’s memories, but he still couldn’t completely allow himself to be Alex and accept Irina.

All of Alex’s memories about Irina had been wiped away, so to him, she was just an elven woman whom he’d only known for two days.

Even though she was Amy’s mother, and her exquisite beauty as well as her straightforward personality were both very alluring, he still couldn’t allow himself to essentially adopt Alex’s personality and take advantage of her. He simply wasn’t that kind of person.

“It’s been three years; I’ve finally found you.”

Irina threw herself into Mag’s arms, holding tightly onto him as if she were trying to fuse her body with his. As she spoke, her voice was filled with elation.

Mag stiffened momentarily before his heart gradually softened. He slowly wound one arm gently around her waist while stroking her back with his other hand.

This woman was one of the most powerful beings on the entire continent, and had dared to face six 10th-tier powerful beings on her own. She was willing to oppose the entire world for him and Amy, yet she seemed so frail and delicate in that moment.

The storm continued to rage as droplets of rain fell relentlessly onto the magic shield around them, but there was only an atmosphere of intimacy and tranquility within the magic shield. Mag gently held Irina in his arms, basking in the peaceful moment.

In that instant, he was suddenly struck by an impulse. If Irina became his wife, it would surely be very interesting for them to live in his restaurant as a family of three.

The griffin continued to fly toward the west before descending in front of that cave on the Exemption Mountain. It then turned around to look at Mag with excitement in its eyes.

“Howl!!!”

“You’re a griffin, not a dog!”

Mag rolled his eyes in response. It was quite unbefitting of such a powerful griffin to be yelping like an excited puppy.

Irina sat up within Mag’s arms before fixing her gaze on his mask.

“Is there something on my face?” Mag asked in a slightly uncomfortable manner.

Irina nodded, and replied, “It’s a little ugly.”

“…” Mag was completely speechless, just as if something had gotten stuck in his throat.

Irina then reached over and removed his mask before nodding with a content smile. “Much better.”

Mag faltered momentarily before climbing down from the griffin to avoid the slightly awkward scenario. He then began to examine the cave that was situated almost at the summit of the mountain.

The magic shield had already been withdrawn by Irina. A green ball of light now hovered by her side, illuminating the entire cave with its soft glow.

The signs of the griffin’s activity could be seen in every part of the cave, and there was a pile of bones in one of the corners. Mag then turned to the purple-striped griffin, which was rubbing its large head against his body in a fawning manner, and a sense of sympathy suddenly welled up in his heart.

He gently stroked the scar on the griffin’s forehead as memories of the battles he had fought with this griffin by his side began to flash through his mind.

It had stayed here for three whole years, waiting for his return, even though he could very likely have been already dead.

Right when he needed help the most, it had descended from the sky to lend him its assistance. No matter how perilous the situation or how powerful the opponent, it seemed to be perpetually fearless.

“Ah Zi,” Mag called out in a gentle voice.

“Haha~”

Ah Zi was even more excited after hearing Mag call its name. It was wagging its tail with all its might and trying to lick Mag’s face as if it were a dog that had been separated from its owner for a long time.

Mag couldn’t handle its overwhelming enthusiasm, and he pressed his hands against Ah Zi’s head as he commanded, “Sit.”

“Even after three years, Ah Zi is just as dumb as ever. If I’d known this earlier, I would’ve named it Stupid Ah Zi. How about we change its name from this day forth?” Irina suggested with a serious expression as she stroked Ah Zi’s head.

So she was the one who made up this weird name… Mag slapped his forehead with a resigned expression. Naming a kitten Ugly Duckling and naming a griffin Ah Zi; this mother and daughter duo sure was gifted in the art of naming.

Mag observed a minute of silence for the griffin in his heart before attempting to refuse. “I think we should keep its name as is. Ah Zi rolls off the tongue quite well.”

“No, a name is something that’s extremely important. Stupid Ah Zi reflects this griffin completely accurately for what it is, and it’s such an intimate name; it’s like it’s our stupid son,” Irina retorted with a serious shake of her head.

“Well…” Mag was at a loss for a reply.

While Mag was still scrambling for a response, Irina cut off his train of thought, and asked, “Mag or Alex; which one do you prefer now?”

“Just call me Mag,” Mag immediately replied. Even though this wasn’t exactly a new name, perhaps it heralded a new positive beginning.

“Mag’s not bad.” Irina nodded in response. She then began to walk circles around Mag with an interrogative expression as she asked, “What happened during these past three years? How did you become like this? How did you manage to recover your full power earlier? What did you do with Amy during these past three years? How did you learn to cook? Have you have any intimate interactions with any other women during these past three years?”

The rapid string of questions had Mag completely reeling. He had thought that an ethereal elf like her would’ve transcended beyond all of these trivial matters, but it appeared that in this respect, she was just like any other woman.

“That’s a long story. If I had to answer all of these questions, it would take me days on end…” Mag was a little reluctant to meet Irina’s gaze. What was he supposed to say? Was he supposed to tell he transmigrated to this world and he just so happened to have a system that made him like this?

Mag had already decided not to tell anyone about the system and the fact that he was a transmigrator. It wouldn’t be a good thing for such unimaginable details to be revealed in this world.

“I haven’t actually recovered all of my power. Just then, I used a special method to forcibly recover my full power for a short time, which is why I was so feeble afterward.” Mag glanced at the opening of the cave with a slightly concerned expression as he said, “Amy is currently alone in the second prince’s manor. Would you be able to set up a teleportation formation to get me back there?”