There was silence in the misty valley.
Sivir, Dennis, Skrow, Scott, Sam, and Monkey stood below, looking up at the smiling father and daughter on the hillside, raising their eyelids and swallowing at the same time.
Two iron-clad bulls, one dead and the other frozen, the father and daughter came like the god of death and solved the dilemma easily, surprisingly so easily.
If Amy's magic stroke was enough to amaze them, Mag's almost invisible knife made them confused.
His forward speed was not fast, perhaps only about the same as that of an ordinary first-level knight, but when the sword was struck, there was almost no shadow.
A small butcher's knife could easily cut through the skin of an iron-skinned bull that was charging at extremely fast speeds. What was even more unbelievable was that it was fatal with one blow.
Even the most experienced hunter, faced with such an iron-skinned bull with almost no weaknesses, the only way he can think of is to exhaust its physical strength first, and then use a trap to subdue him.
No one will try to stab it personally, because the hard and powerful horns are like two scimitars, ready to deliver a fatal blow to anyone who gets close.
"He...who is he?" Evan looked at Mag and gradually opened his eyes. Suddenly he felt cold all over. If he had attacked Mag just at noon, would his end be like this? Is he like this iron-clad bull now?
And he suddenly understood why he felt some inexplicable palpitations at noon. If Mag really wanted to kill him, then he might not even have the power to fight back, let alone a daughter with the strength of an intermediate magician. .
"Ding! Congratulations to the host, you successfully completed the task of capturing the iron-skinned bull. The task took 6 hours. You successfully met the conditions to complete the task within 12 hours. You obtained the permission to use the grilled beef skewers and the required ingredients and kitchen utensils, plus 0.5 physical fitness points and a A mooncake recipe!" At this moment, the system's voice sounded, and at the same time, a special effect of fireworks appeared in Mag's mind.
"Perfect!" Mag's eyes lit up. Whether it's physical fitness or mooncake recipes, these are all Mag's current necessities. His strength can be improved a bit, and he can also start preparing for the Mid-Autumn Festival Party. The system is a timely help, and It was worth their while to take a walk in this misty valley.
"Father is so awesome!" Amy broke the silence, clapped her little hands and looked up at Mag with admiration.
"Amy is also very powerful." Mag smiled and touched Amy's head, looked at Sivir and others who were still silent below and smiled: "Miss Sivir, it seems that I accidentally stole your prey again, you guys You shouldn’t mind too much, right?”
"Two iron bulls, we have become their prey." Sivir smiled bitterly, watched Mag bow, and said sincerely: "Mr. Mag, it was you who saved our Rose Mercenary Group, thank you. you."
"Brother Mag, I didn't expect that you are so powerful. You can kill an iron-skinned bull with one sword. Do you think you are a fourth-level knight?" Dennis looked at Mag in surprise. The sword just now really killed him. Amazing.
"Miss Sivir, you're welcome." Mag nodded slightly, then looked at Dennis and shook his head and said modestly: "It's just that I can slaughter cattle more smoothly. If it were another kind of Warcraft, I might not be able to deal with even the first-level Warcraft."
His current strength is indeed insufficient against level four monsters, but he has slaughtered thousands of iron-skinned bulls in the God of Cooking training ground and knows its body structure well, so he just saw the beast charging straight at him. The iron-skinned bull didn't have any fluctuations in his heart. He just judged the position where a fatal blow could be made as usual and took advantage of the situation to strike.
"If you slaughter too many cows, can you kill an iron-skinned bull with one knife?" The mercenaries stared at Mag. They always felt that this guy seemed to be teasing them, but looking at his serious expression, it seemed like it was true. The most important thing is that the beef skewers he makes are really delicious. Such a senior chef does not look like a knight.
"I'm going to help Eva and Evan heal their injuries first." Sivir trotted towards the hillside. Evan's blocking in front of Eva regardless of the danger made her feel a little touched. The mercenary group is all brothers who depend on each other for life and death. , what Evan just did was at least qualified.
The other mercenaries also hurriedly ran towards the mountain. Sam and Skrow were lying on the ground. They also suffered serious injuries in the previous battle.
"The medicine...the medicine is in the bag. First...save Master Evan first..." Eva looked at Sivir who came to her side and said intermittently. She tilted her head and passed out.
"Save Eva first, I can still hold on." Evan looked at Eva with concern and said, his pale face not having much blood left.
"You go and fix Evan's bones first, and then stop the bleeding. Their injuries must be returned to the City of Chaos to find a healing mage as soon as possible." Sivir untied a bag from Eva's body and took it from inside He handed out various medicines to Dennis and the monkey, turned his back to block everyone's view, untied her clothes and began to treat her.
"Father, what are we going to do now?" Amy looked at Mag and asked.
"We can provide some help to Uncle Sam and Uncle Scrooge, such as providing them with some ice cubes for ice compresses to relieve their pain." Mag held Amy and walked down the hillside. For Sam and Scott, he I still have a good impression of them, and I am a little concerned when I see them injured.
Sam and Scott were hit by the iron bull, but fortunately they took precautions and avoided important parts as much as possible, so the injuries were still controllable.
Scott seemed to have broken a rib, while Sam's injury was better. There was only a gap in his stomach, and there was not much bleeding. Amy's help greatly alleviated the pain.
Sivir and the others bandaged and fixed the wounded. Although Evan and Eva's injuries were a bit scary, they were not life-threatening for the time being, and everyone was relieved for the time being.
Mag looked at a sweaty Sivir and said: "We only need one of these iron-clad bulls, and if you need the other one, we can give it to you. After all, if you hadn't chased them here, we might not have been able to find it. "
Sivir looked into Mag's eyes, was silent for a while, and said solemnly: "Thank you."
"You're welcome, but I'd like to thank you for this trip back." Mag said with a smile.
"This is what it should be." Sivir nodded slightly, began to deal with the wounded and the frozen iron bull, and then prepared to return to the City of Chaos.
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It was getting dusk, and there were still many customers outside Maimi's restaurant.
Some of them are customers who don't know that Maimi's restaurant is closed, and some are customers who know that the restaurant is closed, but still want to try their luck to see if it will open in the evening.
But at this moment, they were all attracted by a person at the door of the restaurant, and they gathered around to watch the excitement.
"I'll repeat it one last time, owner of Maimi's Restaurant, if you are in the restaurant and you are a man, just say yes. As long as you admit that your cooking skills are not as good as mine and bow to me and apologize in front of everyone, then I'll forget it, otherwise you will accept my challenge and have a cooking showdown between men!" Richie raised his fat hands high and shouted excitedly.
The guests were talking a lot, speculating whether Mag would show up, whether he would agree to Richie's challenge, and some were curious about Richie's challenge conditions.
"Hmph, a man without courage is not worthy of becoming a chef at Aden Square!" Richie's smile was bright, and his mood became more and more swollen. He didn't believe that Mag had really gone out to collect ingredients. He must have been hiding because he was afraid of losing to him. Get up, otherwise why would you leave a good business and run out all day?
Richie looked at the guests gathered in front of the restaurant. Maimi's Restaurant was really a golden rooster. He rolled his eyes and waved his arms: "If you think the bet is still too small, I decided to increase the bet again. In this barbecue showdown, loser The party who wants to win will have to pay three prices: 1. Kowtow to the other party and call him father three times; 2. Give all the recipes in his restaurant to the other party; 3. Directly stake the ownership of the entire restaurant!"
"I accept the duel, but I only accept the third price. I don't want Amy to have a strange...brother?" At this moment, a bell rang from the outside of the crowd, and Mag's voice sounded at the same time. .
