"Can I ask you to save the elves who are locked in the cellar?" Anna opened her bright eyes and looked at Mag and begged.
"Huh?" Mag, who was about to tell the two little guys a story to put them to sleep, was stunned for a moment.
"They were all locked in iron cages. The dark and damp cellar was dark, with no food or water to drink. Grandpa said that if they were not saved, many of the elves among them would die." Anna's expression was a little pitiful, Looking at Mag, tears were already welling up in his eyes.
"Father, please save them, they are so pitiful." Amy also looked at Mag with her big eyes and begged.
The two cute elves acted coquettishly together. Mag felt a double blow from the cuteness, and a rush of blood suddenly surged into his heart. Those guys who targeted elves and acted like human traffickers should all be cut to pieces. right.
There is no telling how many elves are suffering in that dark cellar. It is not known how long it will take after the Gray Temple reports the report before sending people to search for that stronghold. If those guys lose their leader and jump over the wall in a hurry, the consequences will be disastrous.
The scene of Joshua dying in front of him was still vivid in Mag's mind. He was just an old elf who was about to die, but he had the courage to be angry and the determination not to be afraid of death.
After coming to this world, because he felt the weight of the mess left by Mag Alex and the power of those enemies dormant in the darkness, Mag restrained his venomous temper and strived to be low-key and solitary in everything he did. Some have forgotten what passion is, and only think about how to hide their identities and protect Amy from harm, and do not get too involved in other things.
But now looking at Amy and Anna's clear eyes, he felt a sense of shame in his heart.
From the beginning to the end, he deliberately avoided this topic with Anna. In addition to not wanting to make Anna sad, he probably also had some reasons because he didn't want to know too much, because if he knew too much, if he didn't do something, he would feel uncomfortable. Ashamed.
Yes, he seems to have forgotten what kind of person he is.
He is not Meg Shen, because Meg Shen always speaks straightforwardly, casually and purely, and occasionally has a little passion.
He has a venomous tongue, but most of the time he hits the nail on the head. Those restaurants will close down, not because of his venomous tongue, but because there is a real problem. More restaurants became internet celebrities after being rejected by him, because apart from their shortcomings, he did not ignore their advantages.
He is not Mag Alex, because Alex always speaks with a sword, and all injustices in the world can be settled with a sword.
Those who died under his sword included evil knights, man-eating demons, and evil dragons that attacked villages. As long as he heard something, the purple-striped griffon would descend on the heads of evil people who could not be killed by others. , cut off their heads with one sword.
But now, he has put many shackles on himself. He has lost his purity and passion, as well as the heroism and sacrifice of a knight, and has become a common man that he once looked down upon.
"Such a father shouldn't be what Amy expects and likes, right? If you only want to escape rather than solve problems when encountering them, how can you be a good father and take care of a family?" Mag said to himself in his heart. , each question hit the soul directly, a spiritual light rose from the depths of his mind, and the clouds and fog were cleared away. Mag's eyes became bright again: "Perhaps, some changes should be made..."·
"Anna, do you know where that place is? If we ask you to take us there now, can you give us directions?" Mag took a deep breath and looked at Anna and asked.
"Hmm, I remember where. Grandpa said at noon today that we left the City of Chaos from the North City, and then walked straight to the city, passing a small river, following the river..." Anna sat up suddenly and looked at Mai Describe the route with a serious expression.
"Okay, then we'll rescue them in a minute." Mag looked at Anna who was reciting the route in a clear and logical manner. It was obvious that there would be no problem in finding the stronghold again.
"Really!" Anna's eyes suddenly lit up and she looked at Mag with some excitement.
"I knew my father would agree! Because my father is a real hero!" Amy also started to do it, looking at Mag happily.
The ugly duckling who was caught in the middle looked around with a confused look on his face. He fell asleep as soon as he touched the bed and had no idea what was happening.
"You guys can play upstairs for a while while I make some preparations." Looking at Amy's happy smile and bright eyes, Mag felt equally happy. After speaking, he turned around and walked towards the door, whispering to himself. : "Tonight there are still some noodles that have not been used up, and there is also a lot of braised pork left..."
Half an hour later, Mag pushed the bicycle out of the restaurant, carried Amy, who had changed into a mage robe, and sat in the basket of the car in front, and then hugged Anna, who had also changed into a blue mage robe and had a curious look on her face. After getting to the back seat of the bicycle, he locked the door, held a large food box in his hand, and got on the bicycle.
"Let's go!" Amy raised her hands high and shouted happily.
Mag smiled and pedaled hard, and the bicycle immediately rushed forward and moved forward quickly.
Anna, who was still a little curious, lowered her head and glanced at the rapidly rolling wheels under her body. Such a fast-moving car was only supported by two small wheels, which made her subconsciously grab Mag's clothes and close them tightly. My eyes dare not look.
Amy giggled as she tried to sit in a car basket for the first time, not to mention how happy she was.
"Don't be afraid, this is a bicycle, you won't fall down." Mag comforted her softly as she felt the clothes on her stomach tighten suddenly.
Anna felt a little at ease when she heard Mag's words. She did feel very safe while sitting, with the refreshing autumn wind blowing on her face and Amy's happy laughter. After hesitating for a while, she slowly opened her eyes. Eyes, the trees next to me were retreating rapidly, a bit like riding a horse, but more stable, a very strange feeling, but the little hand holding Mag's clothes still did not let go.
The bicycle passed through the streets of the chaotic city. There were not many pedestrians on the streets, leaving behind a series of grunting sounds and the confused expressions of the drunken pedestrians on the road.
"Creak..." The bicycle stopped outside a yard in a residential area in the north of the city. Mag got off and took Amy and Anna out of the car.
"Father, aren't we going to save those elves? Why are we here?" Amy glanced at the yard and asked with some confusion.
Anna also looked at Mag strangely, but did not speak.
"We need to find some help." Mag raised the food box in his hand, walked to the door, patted the door hard, and shouted: "Mr. Sa, come out to take care of business."
