In the elf embassy, Yingwei closed the door, looked at Sheryl and said excitedly: "Master Bloor, have you really thought about joining the rebels? Once this matter spreads out, the patriarch wants to keep Bebili. The family will definitely sever ties with you, and you will lose all support. Although Her Royal Highness Princess Irina is extremely powerful, it is absolutely impossible to change anything with a group of slaves who are powerful underground!"
Sheryl looked at Yingwei calmly and said: "I just came to say goodbye to you. During this time, I have you to take care of me. After that, I'm leaving."
Yingwei looked at Sheryl who was about to open the door and go out, frowning and said: "The patriarch sent me a secret letter last night, asking me to send you back."
"Do you also think they did the right thing?" Sheryl held the doorknob and asked without looking back.
"I don't know what's right or wrong, but I know that if you go, you will die." Yingwei pursed his lips.
"I know, you know." Sheryl opened the door, and the sun fell on her body, making her shine beautifully.
"I will try my best not to die." A smile appeared on Sheryl's face and she strode out.
Yingwei raised the hand holding the magic wand, then slowly lowered it, and finally sighed heavily.
"If I were a hundred years younger, I would be on my way by now..."
"Freedom, the breath of youth..."
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"Take good care of the child. If I can't come back this time, tell her that her father died for freedom. This is the soul of our elves."
A middle-aged elf tied the package around his body, gently kissed the sleeping elf, and looked at the red-eyed female elf and said.
"Come back alive, the child and I are waiting for you." The female elf hugged him tightly and said with red eyes.
"Take good care of yourself. If I don't come back, don't wrong yourself. Find a good person and continue to live." The elf also hugged her hard and whispered in her ear.
"No, I'm just waiting for you." She shook her head vigorously, her tone extremely firm.
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The same thing happened in every corner of the city of chaos. Some of them were senior commanders in the Gray Temple and the City Lord's Mansion, some were shop owners in Aden Square, and some were just workers in small workshops in the south of the city.
But because of a notice, they unloaded everything, packed their bags and bows, and embarked on the journey to the Forest of Winds.
I left the Forest of Wind back then precisely because I didn't like the system that restricted freedom.
Now Her Royal Highness Princess Irina has set up a banner of resistance, and they are willing to go through fire and water for the forest in their memory.
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Dining room.
Mag looked at the people who had arrived and said as calmly as possible: "Sheryl is leaving. Let me say goodbye to everyone."
"She...will come back." Anna, whose eyes were still a little red, whispered.
"Why is she like Sally, leaving without saying a word..." Yabei Mia said with some frustration.
The rest of the people were also a little depressed. During this period of time, everyone got along quite harmoniously and cooperated well with each other at work. However, Sherrill's sudden departure still left him somewhat reluctant.
"Okay, let's have breakfast first, and then get ready to start business." Mag smiled and touched Anna's head, looked at Elizabeth and said: "Elizabeth, after Sheryl leaves, I need you to take over the cleaning work. Can it be done?”
"Yeah." Elizabeth nodded without much change in expression.
"Then thank you for your hard work." Mag nodded. With Elizabeth's level 8 strength, she was naturally overqualified to do some cleaning work.
"Today, I have to express my feelings to Miss Sherrill. I hope this gemstone and diamond ring can make her understand my feelings." Constantine stood in the front row of the team, holding a delicate little diamond ring tightly in his hand. Box, he was thinking nervously in his mind, and looked into the restaurant with his head.
Although Miss Sherrill has not shown any affection for him during this period of time, she can see him every day, and at least she looks familiar to him.
The torment of lovesickness day and night made his heart go up and down like a roller coaster.
He has no way to continue living like this. Today, he must express his feelings to Sherrill.
Whether he is accepted or rejected, he wants a result, not a vain hope.
While waiting anxiously, the restaurant door slowly opened. As usual, Boss Mai stood at the door and said to everyone with a smile: "Good morning, welcome to Mai Mi's Restaurant."
The waiters in the restaurant stood on both sides of the aisle in the restaurant.
Constantine straightened his clothes and looked into the door. There were familiar faces, but there was no sign of Sheryl inside.
"Aren't you here?" Constantine was stunned, and the crowd walked inside. He followed the crowd into the restaurant and looked around, including the kitchen, but still did not see Sheryl.
"Boss Mai, where is Miss Sherrill? Why isn't she here today? Did she ask for leave?" Constantine grabbed Mag who was about to walk to the kitchen and asked nervously.
"She resigned and has left." Mag looked at Constantine, this man who insisted on coming to the restaurant every day to courteous to Sheryl, and was also considered a regular customer of the restaurant.
"Did you resign and leave?" Constantine's expression changed. The exquisite wooden box in his hand fell to the ground. A purple-gold gemstone ring fell out of the box. The bright gemstone's light was divided by countless faces and shined extremely brightly. .
Constantine, who was stunned for a while, ignored the gem ring, grabbed Mag as if grasping the last life-saving straw, and asked nervously: "Then...then do you know where she went?"
"She didn't say, but she should have left the City of Chaos by now." Mag shook his head.
"Have you left already..." Constantine seemed to have all his strength taken away from him. He let go of Mag's hand and walked dejectedly toward the door.
For some people, as soon as they turn around, they say goodbye forever.
He suddenly regretted it. It would have been great if he could muster the courage yesterday.
Even if it means being rejected.
He was also a man who was followed by countless women. He was wealthy and glamorous.
But in front of her, he was like a light chaser, hiding humbly in the shadows.
Mag picked up the ring on the ground, and when he looked up again, Constantine had disappeared from the door.
"Although I can't bless you, I can't say anything. I don't know, but I should be lucky." Mag looked at the ring in his hand and carefully put it back into the small box. I'll give it back to him next time. His today's He must be in a bad mood.
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After the business ended in the morning, Mag began to teach Phyllis how to make Yangzhou fried rice.
The order of cooking, control of the heat, and stir-frying techniques... Upon closer inspection, this is actually a very simple fried rice.
Fortunately, Phyllis's talent is really good, and she usually likes to stand aside and watch Mag cook in silence, so she soon started to get started and feel out for herself.
"System, I want to draw a prize."
Mag lay on the lounge chair at the entrance of the restaurant, basking in the sunshine, and clicked on the big carousel.
The past two days were so exciting that he almost forgot that he still had two prizes to draw.
