What I fear most is the sudden silence in the air, and what I fear the most is the sudden apprenticeship of my colleagues...
Mag looked at Heyman, who looked sincere and hopeful, and the stunned chefs around him, and shook his head decisively: "No, an old one is enough."
"Alas..." Heyman sighed with regret, seeming a little frustrated by Mag's rejection.
The chefs present breathed a sigh of relief. Many of them were disciples and grandsons of Heiman. It would be strange no matter how you think about the sudden appearance of such a young master.
However, the way everyone looked at Mag had become completely different. It was easy to imagine what Mag's cooking skills would be if Heyman wanted to become his apprentice.
"Although I'm older and look a little bloated, my mind still works pretty fast. Do you want to stop thinking about it?" Heyman still refused to give up.
"After the dinner tomorrow, we will go back to the City of Chaos. If you really want to learn how to grill fish, come to me in the City of Chaos. I can teach you." Mag still smiled and shook his head, but made made a promise.
"Really!" Heyman's eyes lit up, but he soon sighed. He probably couldn't leave the big kitchen. Even if he really wanted to learn how to cook grilled fish from Mag, he probably wouldn't be able to do it.
"In that case, please eat slowly, and we won't disturb you." A smile quickly appeared on Heyman's face again, and he kicked out all the chefs crowded in the No. 1 kitchen, leaving only Mag and the others to eat. dinner.
Irina waved her hand and set up a soundproof barrier, put a piece of braised pork into her mouth, chewed it and swallowed it, then took another mouthful of rice, then looked at Mag and asked, "Are you going to take action tonight?"
"We need to wait for Connie to join us first, and then we can act together. But tonight, I need to go out and find someone," Mag said.
"Find someone?"
Everyone looked at Mag. Did he have any acquaintances in the Fake tribe?
"Yes, an important person may be able to change the situation to a certain extent." Mag nodded. It was really hard to explain the system mission, so he didn't say more.
"Father, can you take me with you?" Amy asked expectantly.
"Not tonight." Mag shook his head, looked at Amy who pouted, smiled and touched her head and said, "Because father has more important things that need Amy's help."
"Whatever it is, just tell me, I will definitely do it well." Amy's eyes lit up again, and she asked expectantly.
"I'll talk to you later." Mag said with a smile, then turned to look at everyone and said, "According to the intelligence, Connie's brother was imprisoned in the dungeon of the Chief's Palace. There were at least two Level 10 people in that palace. It's obviously not an easy task for a strong man to rescue him under their noses..."
"They're just two lower-level tenth-level orcs. We're just trying to save someone. I think it's pretty simple." Irina looked at Mag with a relaxed expression. "Why don't we have dinner later?" Let’s do it.”
"Including Gai Li, there are still four level 10 strong men in the Falk tribe. Tomorrow is the coronation ceremony. Most of them are in the inner city now. If we take action rashly, we may not only be unable to save Connie's brother, but also let him be killed. We are trapped in it ourselves." Mag shook his head and looked at Irina with some helplessness, "Let's wait for Connie to arrive first, otherwise we won't be able to take his brother away even if we see him."
"I hope her brother will be normal." Irina pouted.
According to the intelligence, although Gaili has carried out several rounds of cleansing of the Fa'ke tribe, and most of the orcs who were close to the old chief were killed or imprisoned, because the former chief was generous and popular among the people, there are still many people in the Fa'ke tribe. The few people did not really side with Gaili.
With Irina here, it is not difficult to kill Gaili.
But killing him will not solve the current problem of the Fake tribe. The Og tribe can support another puppet to achieve the purpose of controlling the Fake tribe and then affect the entire orc tribe.
After all, Connie is the princess of the Falk tribe. If she and her brother can regain power and control the Falk tribe, they can free the Falk tribe from the control of the Og tribe and stand on the anti-war side.
"I can be responsible for pathfinding and infiltration, and the night is my veil." Camilla suddenly appeared in front of the dining table, sat down consciously, and looked at Mag.
"Well, you are more reliable than that killer who has no sense of direction." McGonagall looked at Camilla and agreed.
The information from the Gray Temple did not tell him exactly where Connie's brother was being imprisoned, but only roughly inferred that it was in several prisons and secret cells under the chief's palace.
Before officially starting the rescue operation, it is indeed necessary to have an in-depth understanding.
"Then what do we need to do?" Mia asked, and Barbara and Elizabeth also looked at Mag.
"You just need to have a good rest tonight. We need to look more professional so that we are less likely to be suspected." Mag smiled. The more people there are, the easier it is to be exposed.
After dinner, Mag and Camilla talked alone for a while and gave her a map with several possible locations marked for her to investigate.
"Did Connie mark this for you?" Camilla held the map and looked at Mag with some suspicion.
"No, I bought a little information with money, but I don't know how accurate it is." Mag shook his head.
Camilla took the map and left, and Mag also took the girls who had cleaned up the kitchen back to the small courtyard arranged for them.
From the moment they arrived in the inner city, Mag felt a spiritual force staring at them. The level 5 or 6 strength was not very powerful, but it was still enough for tracking.
"Do I need to erase it?" Irina looked in the direction of the sensor and frowned slightly.
"No need, just let him stare. He's blind anyway." Mag smiled, shook his head, and closed the courtyard door.
As the night progressed, a black shadow suddenly emerged from the high wall of the small courtyard and disappeared into the vast night in the blink of an eye.
About three minutes later, Mag appeared outside the city, hiding in the shadow of the house, moving forward quickly, and soon came to an alley paved with small stones.
"This should be here, right?" Mag walked into the alley and soon smelled a strong aroma of alcohol, the smell of rum.
Following the scent, Mag soon came to a rather wide courtyard. The strong aroma of wine could be smelled through the courtyard wall. It was a pleasant aroma, the aroma of rum.
Mag raised his hand, preparing to knock on the door.
"Which little bitch's home is this?" Irina appeared on the courtyard wall at some point, looking at him with a smile and asked.
"A brewing master, I want to learn how to brew rum from him." Mag looked up at Irina, shrugged, and said somewhat innocently.
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