The Dimensional Tavern of the Mefilas Alien

After paying the profits to the Legion, Canegon was about to prepare the goods for Murphy when an uninvited guest suddenly arrived.

"I am deeply honored by your sudden visit, please forgive me!"

The visitor spoke in a manner that was overly polite for someone of his status.

Kanegon felt extremely uncomfortable, but still responded politely, "Not at all, it is a great honor for me to have you here, General!"

"Hehehehe!"

The newcomer was none other than Murphy's younger brother, the strategist Mefilas, one of the four kings of the Dark Legion.

"No, I heard you've been working on behalf of my brother lately."

Zhi Jiang sighed softly.

"My brother and I have some misunderstandings, and we haven't seen each other for tens of thousands of years. I heard he recently started running a tavern?"

Canegon nodded.

The wise general sighed, "Thinking back to my brother's former glory, I still can't compare. I thought that one day he would change his mind and serve His Majesty with me. I never expected that he would ultimately choose to retire at the height of his career?"

Canegon thought to himself: Serve? He probably wants to rebel against His Majesty.

Thinking about this, Canegon was actually quite conflicted. He wasn't very loyal to the emperor, but he had never thought of betraying him before.

Originally, I was trying to help my old friend out of consideration for our past friendship and to save face for the strategist. How did things turn out this way?

While the wise general was reminiscing about the past with his back turned, Kanegon secretly slapped his right hand with his left.

Why can't he control himself? He wants to make money from everything!

"How is my brother doing lately?"

The strategist suddenly turned around, and Kanegon immediately pretended to be nonchalant.

"Not bad. Although there aren't many customers, he seems to be enjoying himself. However, the bar's business probably isn't doing too well. He's currently working part-time as both a chef and a bartender."

This time, the strategist was genuinely surprised: "My brother is cooking himself?"

Canegon nodded: "When I went there, he only had one full-time employee and one part-time employee. Moreover, because of his poor cooking skills and lack of business acumen, the tavern was constantly losing money."

The wise man sighed, "When I was a child, I always idolized my older brother. He far surpassed me in terms of ability, intelligence, and vision. I always thought he was omnipotent, but I never imagined that there were things he wasn't good at."

Canegon hesitated, unable to respond to such remarks, regardless of any conflict between the brothers. Whether he supported or opposed them, it all seemed like an attempt to sow discord.

Seeing Kanegon's expression, Zhi Jiang realized he had been talking too much.

He shook his head, took out a card, and handed it to Canegon: "Find a way to give this money to your brother. Remember not to let him know it was from me!"

Canegon was stunned. Weren't the two brothers supposed to be at odds? Every time Murphy mentioned him, he always referred to his foolish younger brother.

Seeing his appearance, Zhijiang sighed with emotion: "Although my brother and I have different ideals, he will always be the brother I respect the most in my heart. Since he is short of money, I can't just turn a blind eye."

"I understand. I will definitely find a way to give this money to Murphy discreetly!"

Canegon felt that the way the two brothers got along was really awkward.

Well, now that everything has been explained, this wise general should finally leave, right?

Because of his guilty conscience, Canegon always felt uneasy when facing the strategist.

Of course, even without this incident, he would still prefer to associate with Murphy.

Although Zhi Jiang appears polite on the surface, he is actually sinister and always seems to be scheming. It's hard to feel safe around him.

Conversely, while Murphy is less polite, more capable than the strategist, and sometimes prone to recklessness, he is less stressful to be around. This is why Canegon, after 'guessing' Murphy's intentions, was willing to gamble on this rare opportunity.

There is indeed some friendship between him and Murphy.

"Murphy? Is that the code name you've given yourself, brother?" the strategist asked with a faint smile.

"Then I'll leave it to you. Oh, by the way!"

"Ok?"

"With this money, I suppose you won't have to worry about your brother anymore. In that case, you should focus more on the affairs of the legion from now on!"

After saying this, the strategist left without waiting for Kanegon's reply.

Canegon stood frozen in place for a long time, a cold sweat breaking out on his back.

"That strategist...could he know everything?!"

……

After leaving, the wise Mefilas alien went straight to the throne room, where he met with the Empera alien.

"...That's how it is."

Zhi reported everything he had found out to Alien Empera: from Murphy's creation of the Monster Tavern to Kanegon's trip to make the deal, and Belial's presence near the tavern.

Chapter 112 The Emperor's Approval

"But I believe that my brother would never harbor any disloyal intentions! I think it was all Kanegon's doing!"

The wise man then shifted all the blame onto Canegon.

He was indeed loyal to the Aliens Empera, but that doesn't mean he didn't have brotherly feelings for Murphy.

What he told Canegon earlier was actually the truth.

From childhood to adulthood, Murphy has always been his role model and idol.

However, Murphy was putting too much pressure on him.

Whether it's combat prowess, superpowers, or intelligence, he can almost never catch up with Murphy.

Until they met Alien Empera.

At first, Zhi Jiang just thought that following Alien Empera might allow him to overtake Murphy and truly surpass him once.

But after spending a long time in the legion, he was gradually won over by the power of the Alien Empera and wholeheartedly devoted himself to him. For this, he was willing to give up his vision of overtaking on a curve and even wanted to win over Murphy for the Alien Empera.

Unfortunately, Murphy always slandered the Alien Empera, which led to their falling out and not seeing each other for many years.

Even so, he was unwilling to see a rift develop between Murphy and the Alien Empera.

Besides still harboring a sliver of hope that Murphy would serve the Aliens Empera, he also knew all too well just how unfathomable the Aliens Empera's power truly was.

Although my elder brother's strength far surpasses mine, it is still futile for him to oppose His Majesty.

He even heard from a rumor that his older brother had originally set his sights on a planet, but was stopped by Ultraman from the Space Garrison.

Upon hearing this news, Zhi Jiang was deeply saddened.

The elite of the Space Garrison are almost all rising stars who emerged after the Great Ultra War. Yet Murphy can't even defeat them. Even if there are other hidden reasons, with this level of strength, how could his brother possibly contend with His Majesty?

The strategist, who didn't want to see his brother killed by Alien Empera, was very tired: Why is it that the older his brother gets, the more troublesome he becomes?

However, the Alien Empera on the throne remained silent for a long time.

The oppressive silence transformed into a mountain, weighing heavily on the wise general.

The strategist was filled with unease.

Over the years, His Majesty has remained secluded, enduring hardship and biding his time, all in order to accumulate enough strength to wipe away the shame suffered in the Land of Light.

Although His Majesty has always favored his elder brother, the emperor's heart is unpredictable. After hearing such treasonous news, it is hard to guarantee that he will not think of pacifying the country before dealing with external threats.

The general was torn between loyalty to the country and filial piety, leaving him deeply conflicted.

Just as he was pondering whether he could intervene, Alien Empera finally spoke.

"Beria?"

Alien Empera recalled for a moment, then couldn't help but chuckle.

"Is that the same guy I defeated back then?"

Zhi Jiang was terrified, cold sweat pouring down his face. He could hear the dissatisfaction and deeply hidden anger in the laughter of the Alien Empera.

"Yes. Perhaps my brother has discovered the darkness in his heart, so he wants to turn him against his own side and disrupt the Kingdom of Light from within!"

Zhi Jiang was inwardly distressed, not understanding why his brother would collude with the Ultramen of the Land of Light, but at this moment he still had to rack his brains to defend Murphy.

"Turning them to defect?" Alien Empera scoffed. "That guy wouldn't do something like that."

Alien Empera said with absolute certainty and conviction.

The wise man looked up in surprise.

Alien Emperor stroked the armrest of the throne, offering no further explanation. He was simply somewhat disappointed.

While he was a capable strategist, he was far inferior to Murphy. Moreover, he didn't understand his brother well enough.

In that person's eyes, there was no difference between himself, the emperor of the universe, and the hypocritical Kingdom of Light.

He had no ambition to conquer the universe, nor did he have the goodwill to help others.

That person is completely free, will not submit to anyone, and will always do whatever they like.

That is why the people of Planet Ampera have been so determined to subdue him.

What in this world could give an emperor like him a greater sense of accomplishment than subduing a free-spirited and powerful figure?

That would be the best proof of her domineering and charismatic nature.

Not to mention that with his addition, the Dark Legion's chances of winning against the Land of Light will increase significantly.

But he'd rather go and play some drinking games with a loser like Belial... The Alien Empera didn't say anything, but he was actually a little defensive.

"Tuk Tuk Tuk!"

Emperor Alien tapped the armrest of the throne several times, and after a long silence, finally spoke.

"Let this matter rest. Let everything in Canegon remain as it is."

What you can't have always seems more alluring. The more Murphy disregarded him, the more the Alien Empera wanted to subdue him. For this, he didn't mind showing ample tolerance.

Of course, this is on the premise that Murphy possesses considerable strength and is not as insane as the evil Bogaru.

If it were some powerless and uncontrollable madman who repeatedly refused the Emperor's recruitment, the Emperor would have already made him taste the Rezolim Ray.

The wise general was deeply shocked.

I knew His Majesty valued my elder brother highly, but the extent of that value still exceeded my expectations.

The strategist felt a pang of bitterness. His elder brother constantly complained that His Majesty was not a wise ruler and lacked tolerance for his subordinates. "Take another look," he thought. If it weren't for the fact that he and Murphy were truly brothers, and that the Mefilas and Empera aliens had no genetic connection whatsoever, he would have suspected that Murphy might actually be His Majesty's illegitimate son!

……

After silently mourning Kanegon, Murphy went back to the kitchen to cook for Sesshomaru.

Having drunk too much, Moria sniffed the air and smelled the aroma of the food in front of him. He decisively grabbed the plate and poured it into his mouth.

Fortunately, Murphy had taken his size into account and made the portions of each dish extra large. Moria was finally able to eat to his heart's content.

"tasty!"

Moria, who was already quite drunk, chuckled.

Murphy served him top-quality ingredients like Kemjira and Kewpie. The deliciousness of the raw materials greatly compensated for Murphy's poor culinary skills. In addition, Moria's taste buds were already numbed by the cosmic wine, and in his dazed state, he experienced more of the abundant life force in the monster meat.

Since his defeat to Kaido, Moria has focused on creating a zombie army, neglecting his training and causing his strength to decline and his body to become increasingly bloated.

But at this moment, after eating these monster dishes, the thirsty cells were greatly replenished.

"Everyone, come and eat!"

The drunk Moriah picked up a plate of stew and handed it to the chair next to him, but the chair was an inanimate object and of course wouldn't eat it or answer him.

Moria was stunned for a moment, then suddenly sobered up a bit. Looking at the empty space beside him, tears suddenly streamed down his face, and a heavy, melancholic aura slowly rose from him.

Chapter 113 Studying Across the World (Wishing everyone a Happy Dragon Boat Festival)

Memory can be lost.

Despite still harboring deep hatred for Kaido, Moria no longer really remembers what his deceased comrades looked like.

Moria sometimes felt apprehensive. Although he still remembered their preferences, the things they had said to him, and even the drinks they had shared... all of it was fading.

He was terrified that one day he would completely forget them.

That's why he's unwilling to find living people to be his companions anymore.

Because living means the possibility of loss, the possibility of being forgotten.

But now, the spirits that were originally intended for aliens are revitalizing faded memories; and wondrous cuisine is providing energy for rusty bodies.