"You've never asked such boring questions before." Louis looked at the last assassin who had died in the pool of blood. He looked at MEG and said with a strange expression.

"Maybe some changes have taken place since I became a father." McGonagall shrugged, put away his sword, pulled off a piece of cloth, bandaged up the wound on his right arm, looked at Louis' bleeding thigh again, pulled off half of his clothes and bent over to tie it to his leg.

"It's true that little guys always have wonderful ideas." Louis nodded, not frowning, even when he was dressing the wound.

The rain is still splashing down, covering up all the sounds, and the traces and bloodstains left by the fight are quickly washed away.

McGonagall simply bandaged Louis's wound and straightened up. They looked at each other and laughed at each other.

The clothes were broken, the body was injured to varying degrees, and the hair was wet on the scalp. They looked very embarrassed at this time.

Only the two of them knew the danger of the previous fierce battle. If their cooperation was a little bit worse, it would be the two of them who are lying on the ground now, or let one of the nine escape. The result is also unimaginable.

McGonagall's chest heaved violently, and deep fatigue came from every muscle of his body. He killed six killers who cooperated with each other in less than three minutes, which has brought Alex's swordsmanship into full play in his present physical state.

After all, there are two level 4 swordsmen and two level 3 magicians among them. No level 3 knight can accomplish such a task.

Of course, Louis also played an extremely important role in this, killing the potential killer alone, and then helping him kill the last two people.

"You wouldn't have to take such a risk." Louis took the knife back into its sheath and looked at MEG.

"Three years ago, should I have said that to you?" McGonagall looked at Louis and asked, this guy's family has a little son waiting for him to go home.

"Three years ago you had a cut in the throat, so you didn't say a word on the way." Louis shook his head.

"But you have to admit that I'm better at killing people." Meg said with a smile.

"I'm a serious businessman now. It's normal that I'm not good at killing people." Louis said.

"Now we need to take care of this place so that the people of Joe and Sean won't come to us so soon." Said Meg, looking at the lying body.

"I'm good at that." Louis felt in his arms, took out a small ceramic bottle, reached out to block the rain, opened the bottle cap, and shook on the corpse. A bit of tawny powder fell on the corpse. As soon as it was stained with blood, the green flame suddenly came up. In a twinkling of an eye, it burned a corpse to ashes, and was washed away by the rain, There was no trace of burning on the ground.

"A serious businessman can't carry this kind of thing. You can't rob houses and kill people and burn corpses while doing business, can you?" McGonagall covered his nose and stepped back two steps. This powder is an uncommon magic powder, but there is really no better way to use it in destroying the corpse.

On such a rainy night, even if someone can see that there has been a fierce battle here, no one can find anything related to the corpse.

"It's not easy to be a businessman now. It's necessary to take some self-defense things with you." Louis slowly dragged his injured leg toward the second body, and the nine bodies disappeared quickly.

The bloodstain is washed clean by the pouring rain. It's hard to wipe out the traces left by the battle without professional magicians. However, no one should notice the battle here on such a rainy night. Tomorrow, maybe someone will notice it, and people from the grey temple will come to investigate, but no one should associate the battle with Maimi restaurant and MEG.

"Go back, I'll dress your wound again. If you can't walk on both legs, it won't look good." McGonagall wiped out all the possible reminiscences, walked directly to Louis, turned around, picked him up, and walked towards the restaurant.

"Was Sean involved in what happened back then?" Louis did not refuse McGonagall's burden. He asked suspiciously.

"I don't know if he was involved in that year, but since he has someone following you, it means that he wants to participate now and doesn't want me to appear again to break the competition between him and Joe." MEG shook his head.

"But if he didn't take part in what happened at that time, why should he worry about your reappearance? You can't be on Joe's side anyway, which should be good news for him Louis was still puzzled.

"Because Sean knows that I won't be on his side either. Since he showed that he wanted to start a second race war, it was doomed that he and I might be the same people." "My wish is world peace," McGonagall said

"Tut, I didn't know which two people stirred up the whole world." Louis tut tut a little way, after a while, and some expression solemn way: "Joe can't choose, Sean you don't choose, then who are you going to choose?"? The third prince addicted to carpentry? "

"It's not something I have to choose, is it? I'm not Alex anymore, I'm the owner of Macy's restaurant in the city of chaos. Besides, if you really want to choose, don't you think that carpenter Prince looks more pleasing to the eye? " McGonagall asked with a smile.

Louis Leng Leng, nodded: "this is."

Under the cover of heavy rain, the two returned to Maimi's restaurant. The blinds of the French window fell. MEG asked the system to get a professional first aid kit, which was sold as soon as possible. After treating Louis's wound, he sutured the leg wound which was almost stabbed thoroughly, and then bandaged it.

In the magic world, this kind of surgery seems a little less advanced, but after this treatment, there is no injury to the bones and arteries, and the wound will soon heal without affecting the normal operation.

"I didn't expect that you not only learned how to cook, but also learned how to heal. Now I am very curious about what happened to you in the past three years?" Louis felt the slight numbness from his leg, and the pain of the wound was reduced. He looked at MEG curiously.

"It's a secret." MEG laughed, poured himself a glass of beer, took a big sip, and sighed contentedly.

……

"What's the situation over there at the Dailan cloth shop?" Geoffrey asked carelessly, sitting behind a chair in Morton hall.