The Titan Tavern was brutally robbed by thugs, and the owner Effie was kidnapped and spent a frightening night. The news spread in the pub circle.
Fortunately, the Titan Tavern resumed business immediately after being closed for one day, and the proprietress looked good, which made the patrons breathe a sigh of relief.
"Miss Effie is fine. I heard the news the day before yesterday and I didn't sleep all night. I was afraid that something would happen to you." Marcus looked at Effie with some relief and said.
"It makes the president worried." Effie smiled and poured wine for several organizers of the Wine and Wine Association.
Fergus said with an indignant look: "Boris is such a scumbag. We still think he is promoting the development of winemaking, so we awarded him the Silver Medal in vain."
The expressions of the people at the same table were also similar.
When the news that the murderer was Boris first came out, everyone didn't quite believe it.
It wasn't until several of Boris's pubs were closed down and the news of Boris's suicide in fear of crime was confirmed that the incident spread in circles.
Effie's life experience is pitiable enough, her parents died in a robbery.
In order to seize the formula of Titan wine, Boris even hired a murderer to do the same thing to Effie, making the nightmare happen again.
Fortunately, Efeji's fate turned into a blessing and the murderer was punished.
Effie smiled and drank a glass of wine with everyone, and then went about her business.
She knew in her heart that it was not some auspicious sign, but because she happened to meet Mr. Hades.
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At the end of the business hours, Mag cleared out the last few customers and was about to close the door when he saw Xi standing outside the door at some unknown time.
Mag looked at her and thought for a moment, then said, "Want to come in for a drink?"
"good."
Xi's answer was still cold and straightforward, and he walked straight past Mag and walked into the tavern.
Irina has already used magic to clean the tavern. Amy fell asleep on the chair at the counter with the ugly duckling in her arms. Annie just took out the paintbrush and album from under the counter and was ready to start the evening work.
"She wants to drink some wine." Mag and Irina explained.
"What do you want to drink?" Irina asked looking at Xi, entertaining guests like a boss lady.
"Maotai." Xi said.
Irina took a bottle of Maotai from the wine cabinet, waved lightly, and landed it lightly on the table in front of Xi.
"Thank you." Xi sat down directly and said, but his eyes fell on Annie.
Anne subconsciously hugged the picture album in her arms tightly, instinctively afraid of Shan.
"Annie, you go upstairs to draw first, but you have to go to bed early tonight." Mag took a step forward, just blocking Xi's gaze, and said to Annie with a smile.
Annie nodded obediently and ran upstairs holding the album and brushes.
"What snacks would you like?" Mag turned to look at Xi and asked with a smile.
He knew that Xi had no ill intentions towards Anne, otherwise he would not have given him the ring.
As of now, the Ancient One has not come to take Annie away, which makes his favorability towards Xi remain at the 'guest' stage.
And last time on the ice field, Xi was kind to them, so it was appropriate to cook a few dishes to go with the wine.
Xi glanced at the menu on the wall, and then said calmly: "I want them all."
"These are really willful words from an adult." Mag raised his eyebrows slightly, but did not refuse Effie's request and prepared to go into the kitchen to cook.
"That..." Xi's voice sounded again.
Mag stopped, a little surprised by Xi's calm tone, which for the first time had a strange fluctuation.
Xi still had an indifferent expression and said, "Can you cook braised pork?"
"Braised pork? I can do it." Mag nodded and looked at Xi a little strangely.
It seems that Annie's comic skills are very good, and she can even make Xi take the initiative to mention braised pork.
There was a hint of surprise in Xi's eyes, but she quickly hid it and said after a while: "Then add another braised pork."
"Braised pork, you have to wait for a while," Mag said.
Braised pork is not difficult to make, but it takes time to simmer slowly, so it is not a dish that can be served casually.
"It doesn't matter, I have time." Xi said calmly.
"But I want to sleep." Mag frowned.
Xi was slightly startled and looked at Mag. Did this guy actually want to reject him?
"Let's do this, how about you trade a battleship with me for a piece of braised pork." Mag said in a negotiating tone.
"Impossible." Xi said coldly without thinking.
This human being is simply wishful thinking, trying to exchange a portion of food for one of the Ancient One's most advanced warships.
"Then it's okay to change to a main ship gun, the one that can knock back Cthulhu with one shot." Mag lowered his request.
Xi just looked at him quietly, not even bothering to say anything.
"No electromagnetic gun, even an ordinary main gun will do." Mag didn't want to give up. After all, this was a reward that the system could not give him.
The technological level of the Ancient Ones far exceeds that of the Nolan Continent and is far above the earth. With just a main gun, it can directly deal with the undead army.
"You are a human knight and she is a magician. Even if you get the main gun, it will not work." Xi said.
"Then you're looking down on me, aren't you just having sex? Who are you looking down on?" Mag curled his lips.
Irina rolled her eyes at her, her cheeks were slightly red, she didn't know what she thought of.
"I said that the existence of the Ancient One must be hidden from other people. Do you think it is reasonable for the main gun of the ship to appear in this world?" Xi looked at Mag and said.
Mag said with a serious face: "Any powerful attack launched by a strong person is reasonable. At worst, I will carry it on my shoulder and use it as a personal weapon. This is very reasonable."
Xi frowned slightly, as if it was a bit difficult to imagine that scene.
"The undead army is a lifeless existence. They have no fear or fear of death.
But even if all the tribes in Nola continent formed a coalition, those warriors who went to the north to stop the undead army from going south, behind them were families. If they died on the battlefield, they would not be a simple number, but broken families. .
If possible, I would like to add some strength to the coalition, even if it just kills more undead, maybe the coalition will die less warriors. Mag said with a serious expression.
Xi looked at Mag with a bit of respect for the first time, but still said coldly: "I want to try it first to see if the braised pork is worthy of a main gun."
"Okay, please wait a moment." Mag's eyes lit up, and he turned and walked into the kitchen.
When she nodded, he knew that the main gun was going to be in action tonight.
He wanted a powerful individual combat weapon, but also a tempting bait.
"Am I being persuaded by him?" Xi frowned slightly, feeling as if he had stepped into some kind of trap.
"Are you a god?"
But Irina sat down in front of her, looked into her eyes and asked.
