"Princess Irina?" Mag was stunned for a moment, then smiled and shook his head, "I don't know her."
"If it's not for Princess Irina, then why does Mr. McGonagall care so much about the night elves?" Hill still stared at Mag's eyes.
"I wonder if Miss Hill still has an impression of Aisha, Sheryl and Phyllis, the waiters in my restaurant?" Mag asked rhetorically.
Hill thought for a moment and said, "Mr. McGonagall is talking about those three elf waitresses?"
"Yes." Mag nodded, "Since Princess Irina officially announced the establishment of the night elves in the City of Chaos, they have left the restaurant one after another and gone to join the night elves.
Because of this, I learned more about the elves and night elves. As a boss who has worked with them, I want to give them some help. "
"I didn't expect those three elf ladies to have joined the night elves." Hill was a little surprised, and looked at Mag with a more understanding look.
Mr. McGonagall is indeed a somewhat mysterious person, but judging from his understanding and contacts during this period, he is indeed a kind person. He would want to deal with Dark Night because of three employees who had worked in the restaurant. It is not difficult to understand that the elves are lending a helping hand.
"They are fighting for the freedom of the elves, and I am not qualified to stop them." Mag nodded.
"Fighting for freedom is indeed a very touching reason." Hill nodded slightly, looked at Mag and said solemnly: "However, this is an internal war among the elves with the intention of overthrowing the rule of the Wind Forest over the elves. Any interference from outside forces may be regarded as an enemy by Wind Forest.
Buffett Bank operates throughout the Nolan Continent. It has never participated in any political events and focused on business, so it has always maintained a neutral and expanding posture.
I sympathize with the night elves, but I'm afraid I can't make any promises to Mr. McGonagall on this matter. "
Mag and Hill looked at each other for a few seconds, then looked back, slightly disappointed and said: "It seems that I have made things difficult for Miss Hill."
"I hope Mr. McGonagall can understand." Hill said apologetically.
"However, since Buffett Bank is not involved in any political events, why is it so actively promoting the passage of steam locomotives?" Mag raised his eyes and looked at Hill, with a smile on his lips, "Buffett Bank is all over Nolan Continent. In various places, a huge financial empire has been built with convenient circulation, stable and reliable currency as the cornerstone, and all of this is based on the premise of stability and order in Nolan Continent.
Once a full-scale war breaks out, or a local war expands, causing widespread chaos, the first thing to collapse is the monetary system. Buffett's bank loses the cornerstone of stability, and the empire will naturally collapse.
Therefore, I believe that Buffett Bank should be the one in Nolan Continent who most hopes that the mainland structure can continue to maintain its current status. Miss Hill, am I right? "
Hill looked at Mag. He was obviously just an ordinary restaurant owner, but his vision and vision had surpassed many people standing at the top of the city of chaos. He could see through the plight of Buffett Bank at a glance.
As McGonagall said, Buffett's bank seems to be prosperous, but in fact it is on the verge of life and death.
The outcome of the peace talks between eight tribes and one city more than a month later will determine the future of Nolan Continent, and it will also determine whether the Buffett family's financial empire will continue to expand or collapse.
"Mr. McGonagall's vision is indeed very unique, but the Buffett family has been in business for decades and is not so easily destroyed." Hill said still calmly.
McGonagall looked at Hill and said with a slightly raised corner of his mouth: "Without the Buffett Bank, the Buffett family can only compete with characters like the Morton family and the Marquis family in the city of chaos. I don't think this is the case. What Miss Hill wants. Even the position of president of the Aden Chamber of Commerce is just a dispensable candy in Miss Hill’s eyes, and she suddenly felt interested and reached out."
"This guy..." Hill narrowed her eyes slightly, feeling as if she had been completely seen through. Her target was naturally not the City of Chaos. The territory developed by her fathers was no longer attractive to her. , her goal is the wider world outside.
It's just a pity that she was born at the wrong time and took over the Buffett family, and the world will be in chaos.
But all of this was seen so clearly by Mag. Who is this man?
His amazing cooking skills and age-changing inventions were enough to be called a genius, and the vision and knowledge he showed now made her even more curious.
"What is Mr. Mag's advice?" Hill acquiesced to Mag's words and asked sincerely.
She was a little curious about Mag's purpose in saying these words.
"I also hate war, I don't like a chaotic world, and I don't want Norland to fall back into the race war of a hundred years ago and become a mess." Mag looked at Hill and said with a smile: "At this point, Hill and I Miss is the same."
"The outcome of the peace talks is no longer something you and I can control. I'm not sure how much steam locomotives can change the situation." Hill shook his head, with a hint of loneliness in his eyes.
This strong and shrewd woman in the eyes of outsiders also has times when she cannot do what she wants.
"For this world that may fall into chaos, I want to do something as much as I can, but I need a strong alliance to protect more innocent people." Mag looked at Hill and stretched out his Right hand.
Hill looked at Mag's outstretched hand, then looked up at Mag, without extending his hand, and said seriously: "Before forming an alliance, I need to make sure that you are also a strong ally."
"A very wise answer." Mag retracted his hand, took out a map of Nolan Continent from his pocket, laid it flat on the table, and then took out a pen.
"This is this?" Hill stood at the table, looking at the map with some confusion. The map was a simple map, with only the approximate territorial boundaries of each tribe marked.
"This is a simplified map of the Norland Continent. Based on some books I have read in my spare time over the past few years, I sorted out the current situation in the Norland Continent." Mag picked up the pen and sketched on the almost blank map. .
"Now the Nolan Continent has a layout of eight races and one city. Among them, the dragon race is the super strong race, with strength superior to all other races. The dwarf race is the weakest and is a neutral and conservative race. The city of chaos is the most special. It is the last race. The product of the race war peace agreement, after a hundred years of development, its strength has ranked seventh among the major forces in Nolan Continent, stronger than the dwarves and goblins."
