Food and wine are served and people are seated.
Annie ate quietly and obediently, while Amy also put away the things given by the two masters and began to concentrate on the chicken drumsticks in front of her.
"Thank you two masters for your careful teachings to Amy during this period. I would like to toast you with this glass of wine." Mag picked up the wine glass, looked at the two of them and said sincerely, and then drank it down in one gulp.
Crassus and Julian were kind to Amy, and they also had a protective feeling for their father and daughter.
Mag has always kept this kindness in mind.
The two of them came here today, obviously with the intention of saying goodbye.
Although the two of them were not present at yesterday's gathering of various ethnic groups, they certainly would not sit idly by and ignore the Northern Expedition.
This trip is dangerous, so the two have already begun to make arrangements for their aftermath.
They gave Amy what they had learned throughout their lives and left a seed behind.
"We should thank Boss Mai for giving us a good apprentice." Crassus said with a hearty smile.
Julian picked up the wine glass and took a sip, then looked at Mag and warned: "Rom will forge a brand new weapon for Xiaomi. Boss Mai remembers to ask about it from time to time."
"Okay." Mag nodded. Master Rom had said this before, but there has been no news recently.
Crassus continued: "Amy is well-behaved, but she is still a child after all. It is inevitable that she will get tired sometimes. Boss Mai still has to urge her a lot on weekdays. Only those who are diligent can become strong."
"Okay, I will always urge her to practice magic." Mag nodded.
After many years, Mag once again experienced the feeling of being taught earnestly.
As a parent of a student, Mag had a drink with the two of them.
Maotai is a strong liquor. Even with Crassus and Julian's drinking capacity, one bottle of wine would still make them drunk.
"Good... good wine, Boss Mai, what kind of wine do you have?" Crassus asked, looking at Mag with his eyes empty.
"This is Moutai. You can take these two bottles. We will continue drinking when the two masters come back." Mag smiled and stuffed two bottles of Moutai into their arms, and then sent them out the door.
The two people who had been fighting for their whole life, got drunk and put their arms around each other, staggering into the magic potion shop.
"Father, where are Master and the others going?" Amy asked curiously, standing behind Mag.
"They, they are going to save the world." Mag said with a smile.
Amy's eyes lit up and she looked at Mag expectantly: "Can you take me with you?"
"Not this time, because this is an adult matter. We can wait until Amy grows up." Mag shook his head.
"That's it." Amy pouted, sighed, and whispered in a low voice: "I really want to grow up quickly..."
Mag smiled and touched Amy's head, turned around and prepared to enter.
"Boss Mai!"
A loud voice sounded.
Mag raised his eyes and saw several burly men walking quickly. The leader was Sargeras, and several younger brothers, Kil and Mond, were also beside him.
With his shirt open, Sargeras's lava lines exuded a fierce aura, and his momentum was so strong that he seemed to have reached the threshold of level ten.
"Mr. Sa." Mag greeted with a smile.
"Boss Mai, I didn't expect you to really come back. I even said that I might not meet you today." Sargeras said with a simple smile and touched his bald head.
"I just came back last night." Mag nodded, looked at the large luggage carried behind Mond, and asked curiously: "Are you preparing to go on a long trip? Or are you going on a mission?"
"We are preparing to respond to the call from the city lord's palace and go to the far north ice field to fight against the undead army. We are going to report today. I wanted to say goodbye to you before leaving, but I didn't expect that we actually met you." Sargeras said with a smile.
"Why did you suddenly decide to go to the North?" Mag was a little surprised.
He knew the situation of the Lava Demon Clan, which relied on Sargeras and the Burning Legion to support them. If they were to suffer losses in the north, there would be no chance for them to turn around.
Sargeras smiled and said: "If we hide behind, who will protect you? This is what we should do."
"Yes! We all went voluntarily to fuck the undead army!" Kil agreed.
Everyone in the Burning Legion also burst into laughter, and the atmosphere became much more relaxed.
Mag looked at these men and suddenly stood in awe.
Racial hatred can be put aside, personal safety can be put behind him, but chivalrous principles are taken up.
Burning Legion, Mag was moved at this moment.
"Boss Mai, thank you for your hospitality during this period of time. You are a noble of our lava demon clan. Let's say goodbye." Sargeras hammered his chest with one hand and offered the lava demon's salute.
The commanders of the Burning Legion also saluted Mag.
Mag smiled and nodded: "You're welcome, come back alive, Roujiamo, that's enough."
Sargeras and the Burning Legion all laughed.
"Burning Legion!" Sargeras roared.
"For the meat buns!"
Everyone in the Burning Legion responded in unison, their roars shaking the sky.
"Bald uncle, I wish you all the best." Amy raised her little fist.
Sargeras looked at Amy with a doting smile on his face, leaned down, clenched his fist and touched Amy's fist lightly.
He took back his hand, but unexpectedly found a small ring in his hand.
"Be sure to fight more bad guys!" Amy winked at Sargeras.
Sargeras smiled knowingly, accepted the small gift from Amy, and left with the Burning Legion.
"What did Xiaomi give to Uncle Sargeras?" Mag asked, looking down at Amy with a smile.
"It's just...a small gift." Amy turned and ran into the restaurant.
Mag smiled and shook his head, turned around and closed the door, then went directly into the kitchen and started stewing meat and kneading dough.
In the evening, Mag used a carriage to deliver two barrels of meat buns to the temporary barracks outside the city, and asked the guards to help deliver them to Sargeras.
The sun had already set far in the west, but a bright light suddenly lit up in a corner of the barracks, accompanied by roars of powerful men.
"Consider this a little blessing from me."
Mag smiled and got into the carriage and ordered the driver to return to the city.
The carriage stopped at the entrance of Maimi's restaurant.
As soon as Mag got out of the car, he saw two girls standing at the door.
Hill Buffett, Gloria Moulton.
The two most popular business wizards in the current chaotic city's business world are standing at the door of Maimi's restaurant waiting for him?
The atmosphere was quite harmonious. Although there was no talking or laughing, at least there was no strange atmosphere of yin and yang.
The two stood one meter apart.
Hill, who is wearing a red down jacket, has a capable temperament, and his red lips are more vivid under the setting sun. Just standing casually makes people feel oppressive.
Gloria, who was wearing a white down jacket and a black sweater skirt, looked more elegant and restrained. Standing next to Hill, her aura did not drop.
Hearing the sound, the two of them looked up at Mag at the same time.
