After going downstairs to take a shower and changing his clothes, Mag walked to the window, raised a corner of the curtain, and looked at the man in black outside the restaurant. He had discovered the existence of this man before, but he didn't expect him to rush in. Haven't taken a shower yet.
Looking at this outfit, it was obvious that he was telling others that he came with bad intentions. He replaced the word "bad guy" with a piece of black cloth and hung it on his face.
"Have the seventh-level human beings from Lodu finally arrived?" Mag curled his lips. He arrived a little later than he expected, but this also confirmed that he was Noah Goodell. The news must have spread and gained trust, which is why such a seventh-level knight came to his door.
McGonagall specifically learned about the grudges between Noah Goodale and Timothy when he was in Lodu, and was able to send a seventh-level knight to kill him. This shows the depth of the grudges between the two. The hatred of a wife is nothing more than that.
"You can't do it here. Julian's strong mental power will definitely be able to sense everything that happens here. Whether there is rain to cover up the sound, we have to find a suitable place to kill." Mag's face showed a trace of thought.
"I heard that the rules in the City of Chaos are very strict. Before you take action, you must confirm that the person you kill is Noah, and you must not leave any traces when you do it. Otherwise, if you are caught by those guys from the Gray Temple, you will lose more than you gain." Downstairs, Black The man in clothes, Kassadin, also had a bit of hesitation and caution on his face. He slowly approached the door of the restaurant, and a cold light emerged from his sleeves.
"Timothy asked you to come to me?" At this moment, a calm voice came from the window on the second floor.
Kassadin's hand that had just grabbed the doorknob froze, and then he suddenly looked up at Mag who was standing by the window. The guy under the moonlight looked exactly like the portrait in his arms. The goal of his trip.
"It seems you know what I'm here for, Noah Goodell." Kassadin let go of the door handle, took two steps back, looked at Mag and smiled contemptuously: "In that case, then you Just come down here and let me kill you. You will have less pain and I will have less trouble, so why not do it."
"You think the task is really simple, but you are not a competent killer." Mag held his hand on the window, turned over and jumped down, with a slight curve in the corner of his mouth, and said with a smile: "You come after me, I will catch you Let you kill."
As soon as he finished speaking, he ran away.
"Boohoo!"
Poisoned hidden arrows and various darts flew from behind Mag, but they all narrowly missed him and were nailed to tree trunks and rocks.
"This kid is lucky enough to have escaped." Kassadin frowned, glanced at the second floor looking at the window, and a cold smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, "He seems to have a half-elf daughter. Master Timothy wants me to bring her back alive, but now I’d better kill that guy first. Running to a place where no one is around is just what I want.”
The black shadow submerged into the darkness, following Mag at a close distance.
Aden Square is very big. Mag took the guy behind him and walked around in the square, and finally stopped in the most remote stone forest. This place is already on the opposite corner from Maimi's Restaurant. Even if something happens, it should not happen. Some people will go to Maimi's restaurant with suspicion.
The cold moonlight fell, and the landscape here was a smaller version of the Goblin Clan's Wake Ridge Stone Forest. The four- to five-meter-high boulders looked quite spectacular, but they looked a bit eerie in this cold winter night.
"Boy, why don't you run away?" Kassadin stopped five or six meters away and looked at Mag with a sneer. This guy's speed was a bit beyond his expectations. Even he, who is best at speed, failed several times. I almost lost him, but fortunately he was extremely talented in tracking, so he didn't let him run away in the end.
"In order to prevent you from getting lost, I have been waiting for a long time." Mag looked at Kassadin with a smile. He had just advanced to the seventh level. The powerful feeling in his body made him eager to try. Such a same person He is a level 7 opponent, but he is a good training target.
"Hmph, kid, stop talking nonsense!" Kassadin's face darkened and he shouted coldly, pulling out the dagger from his waist. "I am here to take your life under the orders of Master Timothy!"
"In this case, a duel is inevitable." Mag drew his sword and said solemnly.
"Duel? Hey, you are only a fourth-level person. What qualifications do you have to duel with me? This is just a massacre." Kassadin said with disdain. He took one step and stepped directly into the void. Once again When he appeared, he was already in front of Mag.
However, all his movements suddenly stopped at this moment, his wide eyes slowly moved down, looking at the long sword piercing his heart in disbelief, "You...you...how could you so fast……"
"Don't talk nonsense, I'm very durable." Mag took a step back with a serious look on his face, pulled out his long sword, looked at Kassadin with an unwilling face, and said helplessly: "You are too slow, slow I'm a little disappointed. It's also level seven, why are you so good at it? It's boring."
Kassadin's eyes suddenly widened and he said with difficulty: "You... you are not... Noah..."
"Congratulations, you answered correctly. I will reward you with a sword." The long sword in Mag's hand thrust out again and sealed his throat with one sword.
After wiping the blood from the long sword on Kassadin's clothes, Mag carefully processed the scene, returned the same way, cleaned up all traces, and recovered all the hidden weapons that Kassadin had thrown before. After leaving no trace, he climbed through the window and entered the room again, took a shower again, put on his pajamas, lay down on the bed, and opened the Braised Pork Experience Pack.
Fat but not greasy, sweet and soft, braised pork is a home-cooked dish that most Chinese people love to eat, and it has a place in traditional dishes.
Mag is a loyal fan of braised pork. There are some differences in how this dish is made in the north and south of the country. For example, the choice of spices will have obvious regional characteristics.
The braised pork recipe given by the system should be a fusion of braised pork recipes from the north and the south. However, Mag has never tried to make braised pork before, so he doesn't know exactly what the flavor will be like.
But as a dish he often eats, braised pork, he must have criticized it on Weibo a lot back then. Looking back now...it was really a young man's condition. There were so many beeps, but in the end he was the one who suffered.
"Come on, braised pork, I want to see how difficult this dish is." Mag looked back at Amy who was already sleeping, closed her eyes and pushed open the door to the God of Cooking training ground.
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