The roasted pig's eye is like a mudslide, shattering many customers' prejudice against pig's eye and making this dark dish deeply rooted in the hearts of the people.
Of course, there are also customers who feel remorseful while touching their chubby bellies after going out.
"Crazy and scary guests, they ate at least a thousand pigs' eyes tonight." Yabei Mia said after seeing off the last guest, closing the door, and saying with a look of amazement.
"To be precise, they are the eyes of 1,125 pigs." Mag said as he took off his apron and walked out of the kitchen. He was also a little surprised that the roasted pig's eyes were so popular. On the first day it was launched, there was such a The terrible name actually sold more than 500 copies, and many pigs died for it.
"The City of Chaos is really a terrible city, it is simply a death battlefield for pigs." Angela muttered.
The girls were also a little surprised by the amount. After all, they were worried that they wouldn't be able to sell a single copy at first.
"Everyone has worked hard today. Let's go back and rest early." Mag looked at the restaurant that had been cleaned by Elizabeth and said with a smile.
"What about me?" Angela asked quickly.
"By the way, Angela, just follow them back to the staff dormitory. Mia will arrange your room for you," Mag said.
"Yes, come with us. The boss will definitely get you a beautiful room." Mia smiled and took Angela's hand and walked towards the door.
After everyone left, Mag was about to go upstairs. A light golden light flashed in the restaurant. Irina appeared in the restaurant. She looked at Mag and said directly: "I got Sheryl's whereabouts."
"Where is she now?" Mag's eyes lit up and he asked quickly.
"Still in the Wind Forest."
"Caught?"
"No, she should be lurking." Irina shook her head and continued: "During this period, there have been several assassinations in the Wind Forest. Four high-level elves with strength ranging from seventh to eighth levels were assassinated. Death."
"You mean Sheryl killed them? But her strength shouldn't have broken through level eight." Mag frowned.
"Since it is an assassination, it cannot be limited by strength. An ordinary child can also kill a powerful magician. She must have used disguise."
Mag thought thoughtfully, Sheryl is indeed a person who is good at disguising herself, and changing gender is not a problem.
"Moreover, those who were killed were the same people who besieged her father Vincent that day." Irina continued.
"Killing so many high-level elves, I'm afraid her current situation is very dangerous, right?"
"She should be seriously injured. The Forest of Wind has been sealed off. In order to prevent other elves from following suit, Helena has given an order to find her at all costs." Irina said with a serious expression.
"She needs us." Mag's expression also became serious.
"But she didn't take the initiative to contact us. Even if we go to the Forest of Wind now, I'm afraid we won't find her before Helena. This time, I'm afraid that old witch Helena won't let us leave the Forest of Wind with a living elf. ”
"I will ask the City Lord's Palace for help. They should have spies within the elves. We must find Helena before she does." Mag reached out and took off the coat hanging behind the counter and put it on himself, pushed out the bicycle and prepared to go out.
"In which capacity?" Irina asked.
Mag stopped, thought for a while, and pushed the bicycle back, "Alex, this identity is more legitimate."
Five minutes later, Mag and Irina, who had changed their clothes and put on ever-changing masks, appeared in the Gray Temple. After a brief communication with Roland, they obtained the other party's promise to activate the power of the Gray Temple to help them find Snow. Traces of Lil.
"Sean has been in the City of Chaos these days. Thank you both for restraining yourself and saving the face of the City of Chaos." Roland looked at Mag and Irina and said casually.
"Actually, I wanted to kill him." Irina glanced at her fingers and curled her lips slightly as she said, "Unfortunately, this is a city of chaos."
"Princess Irina is indeed a reasonable and well-behaved person." Roland said with a smile.
"Sooner or later, this grudge will be understood, but it will not happen in the City of Chaos." Mag said calmly. When the two sons of the Los Empire were not competing for the title of legitimate son, he actually did not want to touch Sean and Qiao Xiu. .
These two guys should let them have a dog-eat-dog fight and see what dirty tricks they can use to fight for the only throne. Look at His Majesty the King who is aloof and consciously in control of everything. In the end Whether he can choose his favorite successor.
Then, he would ruthlessly destroy it.
Roland took a deep look at Mag, took out a piece of parchment from his arms and handed it to him, saying: "About the doomsday ruler and the devil, one of our dragon elders returned from Dragon Island yesterday and brought back There is a rumor circulating on Dragon Island recently, maybe you can take a look."
Mag spread out the parchment and saw a painting. It was a bit messy. All kinds of strange races were gathered on a piece of paper. Races such as demons, dragons and elves could be seen, and some races could not be seen at all. existence, the weirdest thing is that they are all killing each other and each other.
Although the painting style is rough, it perfectly presents an evil and terrifying feeling in the painting.
Of course, the most terrifying thing is the indescribable thing that is as towering as a mountain in the center of the entire parchment!
"Isn't this the same monster as that stone statue?" Irina said in surprise.
"This should be a new copy, but judging from the structure and composition, it is indeed the same monster." Mag nodded with a serious expression, "Moreover, this should be the scene of the end of the world, with black mist covering the earth, and all races falling into Crazy."
"Could it be that the Dragon Clan also obtained a stone statue?" Mag asked, looking at Roland. They only showed the stone statue to Michael and Roland.
"No, according to the spies' report, this should be painted on the huge mural found under the Golden Dragon Island. It is said to be very old and may have existed before eternity. There are very few giant dragons on Dragon Island who know about this matter now. , the news has been blocked." Roland shook his head.
"So... this may have happened in the past, and this mural left by the dragon ancestors was to warn future generations?" Mag said in a somewhat heavy voice.
"So, the races that existed on this mural but have disappeared now may have been wiped out by the terrible doomsday ruler invasion." Irina also looked solemn.
Roland shook his head and said with some meaning: "All this is unknown, but one thing is certain. There should be more relics left in the world, but they have been ignored."
