Michael looked at Mag with some pity, nodded and said, "Okay, I won't force you, but I really reserve this position for you. You can talk to me at any time if you want."
Mag smiled and nodded, and did not refuse again. If the world suddenly went into chaos, taking a position in the city lord's mansion might also be a good choice.
But he probably wouldn't take up a job in the city lord's palace. Is it because it's hard to spend money or because he has too much time? It would be great to fly solo freely.
"I'm a little curious. Why is Mr. Mag's first goal to aid the night elves?" At this time, Roland looked at Mag and asked: "I just received news that the night elves, who had been without food for many days, suddenly had Food and grass, I wonder if Mr. McGonagall knows about it?”
"I know about this. There were three elf waiters in my restaurant, but they all joined the night elves one after another. They wanted to go home after all, so I asked them to bring back some of the restaurant's specialties." Mag looked calm.
"As for the choice of the elves, Mr. Yu, the most acute and irresolvable internal contradictions in the Nolan continent are the elves. The emergence of the night elves is like a sharp knife, tearing apart the elves' centuries-old class policy. On the dirty side, as long as the night elves are not destroyed, the Wind Forest will be tired of internal counterinsurgency and needs a stable environment. It can only vote for renewal in the peace talks.
In private, those three waiters have been working in the restaurant for several months. They are not only employers and employees, but also very good friends. Naturally, they are not willing to watch the night elves be destroyed. "
Roland nodded slightly and didn't ask any more questions.
Michael looked at McGonagall and said solemnly: "Mr. McGonagall, the City of Chaos was established for peace. Although it is called Chaos, it is actually a city of peace. We are willing to see a peaceful Nolan Continent, which is consistent with your vision. The plan you just mentioned has brought us great inspiration and also provided a way to change the direction of the world. Therefore, I hope you can join us, even if you are not working in the City Lord's Mansion, you can still participate as a senior consultant Decision, I wonder if you are willing?"
"Senior consultant?" Mag looked hesitant, "What does this position require me to do? What do I need to undertake?"
Michael said: "If Mr. McGonagall agrees, we will hand over the first-hand information to you, and at the same time let you participate in high-level meetings and participate in the formulation and decision-making of this plan. Mr. McGonagall needs to keep all information confidential, and Pledge your allegiance to the City of Chaos."
Mag frowned and thought, in this case, he could perfectly solve the problem of his source of information, without spending a lot of money to buy seriously lagging and completely inaccurate information from those masterminds.
And since Mag found Hill, he planned to join forces with Buffett Bank and City of Chaos to do something. As a restaurant owner, all he could do was secretly transport some food to the night elves.
"In that case, I am willing to become a consultant." Mag nodded.
"For your safety, only the three of us know your identity. Daily news will be delivered to you by a dedicated person in the restaurant. When you need to talk, someone will come to invite you." Michael said.
"I want to have a more comprehensive understanding of the current situation of each clan. I wonder if the city lord can give me a detailed information. It would be best to be able to detail the relationship between the top leaders of each clan." Mag prepared to take a closer look at the relationship between the clans. Only by knowing yourself and the enemy can you be victorious in every battle.
"I will send someone to deliver it to you tonight." Michael nodded.
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Mag left the City Lord's Mansion in an ordinary carriage.
"Roland, do you think Boss Mai looks like him?" Michael looked at Roland in the secret room and asked.
"The shape and eyes are somewhat similar, but the speaking habits and demeanor are completely different. It is certain that they are not the same person." Roland shook his head.
"Although Alex was born again, and proved that his strength is still at its peak in the battle on the rainy night in Luodu, he always shows himself with a mask, and no one can see his true face. And he has repeatedly expressed his closeness to the City of Chaos, but he has not been with him. We were in contact, maybe things really changed a lot after the accident?" Novan asked.
"I just used my mental power to sweep his body. Although he is stronger than ordinary people, it should be due to working in the kitchen every day. There is nothing special about it. The skin on his hands is smooth, without the calluses sharpened by swords. ." Roland still shook his head.
"In fact, these are not important. Do you think Alex can become a genius chef after disappearing for three years? It's not like you don't know what the food he cooks tastes like. Even King Andre wants this. What a talent." Michael said with a smile.
Roland and Nuofan also nodded thoughtfully when they heard this. Cooking skills, like swordsmanship, cannot be mastered overnight. To have such cooking skills at such a young age, Mag must have gone through a long period of practice. Trained.
"Boss Mai's plan is very mature, but the situation is changing every minute, and many of them are no longer needed. We still need to spend some time revising them. But as he said, now he is secretly intervening in the Forest of Winds against the night elves. The encirclement and suppression should be the easiest thing to achieve and the easiest thing to do..."
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Mag left the City Lord's Mansion and did not go home directly. Instead, he got off the carriage on the way and walked to the Burning Legion's station.
"Mr. Sa, this is the reward for this mission." Mag handed a silver check to Sargeras. The Burning Legion lived up to its trust, delivered Felice and food safely, and brought the night elves Precious time.
And according to what Sargeras said, although the night elves are besieged at all levels, from the current point of view, they should be able to call themselves themselves for a while.
Sargeras took the banknote, and everyone in the Burning Legion had smiles on their faces. This was a thousand meat buns, enough for them to eat for a while. Although this escort trip was hard, it was worth it.
"Boss Mai, if you need anything from the Burning Legion in the future, just ask." Sargeras put away the banknotes and patted his chest.
"The Burning Legion's excellent service makes it impossible for me to find another one." Mag said with a smile. There may be more and more opportunities to use them in the future.
He likes to deal with people who are upright but strong in business, and the Burning Legion fits this standard perfectly.
After leaving the courtyard of the Burning Legion, Mag left on foot. Just as he was about to turn to another alley, a petite figure rushed towards him and crashed into his arms.
The powerful impact made Mag take two steps back, but at the moment of contact, the hands he raised subconsciously seemed to be placed where they shouldn't be, with that soft touch and amazing arc...
