Early the next morning, Mag and the others successfully boarded the seventh-level magic beast golden armored eagle of the Falk tribe to pick up the distinguished guests, and embarked on their return journey.
Irina sent him a message last night. She took the girls she rescued from the fire and returned first, and she would not go back with them.
When she and Connie went to another place this morning, she told them which tribes suffered disaster in the Twilight Forest last night, and also sent the elf maids in the tribe to the Falke tribe overnight, asking for help in delivering them.
It is estimated that for a long time, there will be no orcs in the Twilight Forest who are proud to keep elf maids.
After all...the guys who used to show off last night are all crying at home now.
Compared to killing them all, the shocking effect of this move is indeed stronger.
"This...is very Irina." Mag raised his eyebrows and subconsciously tightened his legs a little.
As for Hannah's brewing machines and cellared wine, Mag could only help her dispose of them on the spot. The machines were dismantled and sold for scrap, while the cellared rum was packaged and sold to the nobles in the city.
This made Hannah very distressed, but she had already determined that she would not come back, so she did not resist this method of handling it.
"I came out for a trip, and my father brought back a beautiful young lady." Amy looked at Hannah sitting beside her and murmured in a low voice.
Mag happened to hear it, the corners of his mouth twitched, and he explained with a smile: "Sister Hannah is a very powerful winemaker, and she may work with you in the restaurant for a while."
"I'm Hannah, I hope everyone will take care of me." Hannah stood up and formally greeted everyone shyly.
"Hello Hannah, I'm Mia..."
Everyone introduced themselves and got to know each other for the first time.
"These ladies are all so beautiful and have great personalities, so great..." Hannah, who was originally a little worried that she wouldn't be able to fit in, felt a little excited and was full of expectations for the new life that was about to come. .
"Everyone, let's take a rest first. Although the Golden Armored Eagle is faster, we can't go to the City of Chaos for lunch until noon." Mag said to everyone with a smile, and he was already lying down comfortably in the recliner. Close your eyes and start to meditate.
The Fake tribe was successfully completed, and the results were quite satisfying.
However, the existence of the black mist and the old rulers also made him feel like he had a twinkle in his back.
Since the other party does not intend to continue to remain silent and sink, then there must be a battle with this world.
There is no way for a single force to deal with such disasters and opponents. They must have more allies, and even the power of the entire world to deal with those old rulers.
How to make those guys who are obsessed with conquering the world and grabbing territory understand the current dangerous situation of Nolan Continent and agree to make compromises and alliances is an extremely troublesome problem.
"In comparison, cooking is really a relaxing and pleasant thing." Mag sighed inwardly. He thought he was picking up the MasterChef script, but now he realized that things were not that simple.
"Miss Hannah, what's in this little gourd of yours?"
"It's the most precious aged base wine. What's in here is what my grandfather brewed and stored fifty years ago. There are fifteen barrels..."
…
Near noon, the City of Chaos appeared in everyone's sight.
After a morning of getting along, Hannah has gradually become familiar with the girls.
With the enthusiastic guidance of Mia, a close elder sister, Hannah's integration process was very smooth, and the unfamiliarity and restraint she felt when they first met in the morning were completely gone.
"Is that the City of Chaos? It's such a big city!" Hannah looked at the large square city in the distance, her eyes gradually widening, a little unbelievable.
She gained a lot of experience along the way and saw the vast mountains and rivers outside the Fa Ke tribe, as well as some large and small towns.
But those towns can only be regarded as small villages compared with the big city in front of them.
Even if the entire Fake tribe is put in, it can only occupy a small corner.
"Yes, that is the City of Chaos, where we will live in the future." Mia said with a smile. The first time she flew into space and saw this scene, she was no better than Hannah.
"How many people live here?" Hannah asked curiously.
"It is said that there are more than one million, but it should be more than this number." Hannah thought for a while.
"More than one million..." Hannah hid her mouth. There were only 50,000 people in the Falke tribe. This was already a large tribe in the Twilight Forest, and there were more than one million people living in this city. So... A terrible amount!
"You guys should go back first. I have something to take care of first. I will be back soon to make lunch for you." The golden-armored eagle stopped outside the city. Mag got off the ground and told everyone before turning around and leaving.
"Let's go Hannah, let's go back to the restaurant first." Mia took Hannah's hand, and everyone followed into the city.
…
"We have received information about the specific situation. Mr. Mag has completed the task perfectly and made a huge contribution to world peace." In the secret room, Roland said solemnly, holding Mag's hand.
As for the orcs, after Isaiah was killed by the rebellion, they had lost control and were unable to prevent Oster from unifying the Twilight Forest and then leading the orcs to become the initiators of war.
Mag's trip shattered Oster's plots and plans, brought the Faak tribe back under the control of the peace faction, made the Twilight Forest controllable, and undoubtedly brought the orcs back from the brink of war.
"The master of the hall is overly praised. This is the result of the hard work of everyone in the restaurant." Mag smiled and said modestly, but quickly suppressed his smile. Looking at Roland, he lowered his voice and said, "However, what we have gained from this trip is more than However, this harvest may make people unable to be happy."
"This is it?" Roland looked at the stone box that Mag took out from his arms.
"This is a sculpture that Rex got more than three hundred years ago at the scene where the Elba tribe was controlled by the devil and killed each other." Mag handed the stone box to Roland and reminded: "Don't stare into its eyes. , there may be danger.”
Roland's expression became solemn when he heard this. There were many descriptions of the devil in the secret report, and Mag said that this thing was related to the devil, and it was also related to the massacre of the Elba tribe that year. It was probably an extremely ominous thing.
He took the stone box with both hands, put it on the table, took a deep breath, and opened the stone box.
The sculpture is the size of a palm, but it gives people an extremely huge and terrifying feeling. Just looking at those scarlet eyes, I felt that my soul was shocked, as if I was being targeted by some kind of terrifying existence.
"This...is this?" Roland quickly withdrew his gaze and looked at Mag in shock.
"The devil, or...the Old Ones."
Mag said in a calm voice, feeling that his throat was also a little dry.
Shukeju reading website:
