Chapter 71

"OK, just a moment, please." McGonagall nodded, turned and walked to the kitchen. Amy's answer satisfied him. At least the little girl agreed immediately without being taught magic. But it seemed that the magician didn't give up yet, and he was more or less alert.

"Grandfather white beard, where are you from?" Amy was sure that Krasu didn't come to sell matches, and after she had money, she didn't worry about letting him go. She asked curiously.

"My name is Krasu aiou. I came from the capital of Los empire. It took me half a year to get to the city of chaos. It's a big city ten times bigger than the city of chaos." Krasu said with a smile, trying to be nice in her voice and expression.

If the people who worship the pagoda can see that they are usually unsophisticated, even some stereotyped Lord Krasu should talk so kindly with a little girl, they will be surprised and speechless.

McGonagall, who had just reached the kitchen door, stopped and clenched his fist.

Half of the powerful human magicians are in tulodu, the Empire of Los. The most powerful one is worshipped in the 36 storey brilliant wizard tower of the royal palace. These people are worshipped by the royal family, so the tower is also called the worship tower.

Among the three magicians who attacked him at that time, two came from the worship tower, indicating that this matter was tacit by the royal family, at least some of them had instructed.

After that incident, the imperial army was shocked, and the king ordered the mage tower to be rectified. He caught two shrimps from the royal family and threw them out as scapegoats.

As for the name of Krasu, McGonagall can be found in the memory of his predecessor. He is one of the magicians worshipped by the royal family of the Empire. It is said that he is over 120 years old, eccentric and mysterious. He basically does not step out of the wizard tower. Even if there are any major activities in the Los Empire, he never takes part in them. Even the king can't help him.

As a knight, McGonagall had a little disdain for the magicians, and had never seen Krasu. But up to now, he didn't know whether it was the result of the discussion of all the magicians in the wizard tower, or the behavior of the two magicians who were separately instructed.

However, McGonagall had to keep Amiri, Crassus, far away. The water in the worship tower was too deep. As one of the oldest magicians, Crassus must have heard something about that event, and his eyesight must not be underestimated.

And now he's coaxing Amy here, trying to make her interested in lodu, which makes him a little uneasy. He will never allow Amy to leave him, nor will he let her go to the dusky wizard tower in lodu.

After making a decision, McGonagall went directly into the kitchen and began to deal with the ingredients for Yangzhou fried rice.

"Half a year?" Amy looked up for a moment.

Just when Krasu thought she would be looking forward to it and asked what interesting things Luo Du had, Amy sighed, looked at Krasu and said, "grandfather white beard, you're so old, you've been walking for more than half a year. How nice it is to stay at home. If you fall down on the road, others have to help you transport it back. It's so much trouble."

Krasu choked himself with a breath, and almost didn't catch his breath. If lodu went to the city of chaos to take a carriage, he would be able to get there in about 20 days.

But the purpose of his journey was to find a good seedling, so he spared a lot of distance and went to many places along the way. Unexpectedly, Amy's place became the best evidence that half of his leg had been buried in the soil.

"In fact, I will have more powerful magic..." Krasu tried to calm down and try to attract Amy's attention by magic again.

"Ugly duckling, do you want to see it?" Amy asked, looking down at the ugly duckling.

The ugly duckling looks at Crassus and shakes his head.

"I don't want to see it either." Amy shrugged.

"..." for the first time, Krasu thought that children were not as easy to cheat as he thought, or that this half elf girl was more difficult to deal with than he thought. With her poisonous tongue and jumping thinking, she didn't follow the routine at all.

Just as kraussu was thinking about how to make Amy interested in him, McGonagall came out with a Yangzhou fried rice, put it in front of him, smiling, "your Yangzhou fried rice."

"What's this?" Crassu's eyes brightened when he looked at the colorful fried rice in front of him. Just like Amy said, the colorful color like a rainbow, chopped and fried into a plate. The rice wrapped with golden eggs and all kinds of ingredients of the size of rice grains cut by skilled knife workers made such a delicate and beautiful food.

He could not help swallowing his saliva because of the unique aroma of egg and various food ingredients. This rich aroma was more attractive than those chefs in the palace. Krasu, who had no appetite for many years, had an impulse to taste it.

He reached for a spoon, scooped a spoon from the middle and fed it to his mouth. The egg wrapped with rice was so tender that the salty and fragrant gravy overflowed after the ham was bitten open. The taste of all kinds of food mixed together. The taste buds that he had been silent for a long time seemed to be rejuvenated and nourished in the delicious food, What it's like to experience delicious again.

"That's it!" However, when he bit open the rice wrapped in the egg, Krasu suddenly opened his eyes. The rice was especially sweet and refreshing, with a comfortable breath, nourishing every part of the body along the throat.

It was this familiar breath that surprised and puzzled him, the taste of the spring of life!

The holy spring of the elves. When an interesting elves girl came to visit him, she brought him a small jar of life spring. The taste made him remember deeply, and it was also the most important reason why he continued to live these years.

Even he had only tasted it three times in his life, twice for the Royal welfare, but it was a pity that the girl, what a nice girl, met the wrong person.

What's more, what's the taste of the spring of life in Yangzhou fried rice? Did the boss pour in the spring of life and cook it together when he was cooking? Even if it's just a drop, it's a wonderful thing.

Krasu's hand stopped for a while, but soon he could not help but scoop up a spoon and feed it to his mouth. He felt the spread of delicious food in his mouth. He lost all these things, such as the spring of life, memories, troubles and bad apprenticeship. The taste made people put everything down temporarily.