McGonagall took a look at Yuri. He thought the boy was smart. Otherwise, he had begun to think about whether to use the ability of one-time recovery to send the boy back to his mother's womb.
For Amy's sake, he can do such a thing completely.
However, judging from the boy's performance, there should not be too many attempts to Amy. After deducting the element of genius, the EQ may not be as high as that of Amy.
How can jiaolao understand love?
McGonagall was relieved to think of it.
At the same time, think about the impact this mecha may bring to the world.
To a certain extent, this has a great impact on McGonagall. He is just about to launch the steam engine, and he has directly got a mecha here, which is his meow
It's OK. Steam engine is used in basic industry, while mecha should be an advanced application based on magic array. Look, Yuri just stood still after playing two moves. The energy consumption should be huge.
If the high price corresponds to a very short application time, whether there is the value of promotion or two.
But anyway, McGonagall saw the potential of scientists in Yuri.
This kind of science belongs to the science of the magic world. What's the difference between using magic as a tool and what scientists on earth do?
"Maybe I can change my mind, instead of just thinking that earth technology is supreme." McGonagall nodded thoughtfully. Yuri's Godard broadened his mind. In the future, he may also be able to integrate some things into magic in this direction.
Krasu also took the warning look away from Yuri.
Yuri carefully returned to Irina's side and sat down, secretly raised his eyes and took a look. Seeing Irina's playful smile, he could not help shrinking his neck and doing it more correctly.
"Little mushroom head, did you forget that I said I would marry my daughter to you as my daughter-in-law?" Irina asked, looking at Yuri with a smile.
"What? Is there such a thing? I don't know? " Yuri looked confused.
Irina's eyes were cold. "How dare you forget?"
Yuri's expression suddenly collapsed and he said pitifully, "sister Elena, please spare me. I don't think my head is worthy of your daughter."
"You know yourself a lot." Irina nodded with satisfaction.
"Well?" Yuri stares. He thought that Elena was going to stage a forced marriage. Unexpectedly, he took it so lightly, and it seems that he is going to take the marriage with him?
"Really?" Yuri asked with some uncertainty.
"You've lost the chance." Irina nodded slightly.
"That's great... It's a pity." The smile on Yuri's face was almost uncontrollable.
"I hope you will think that again, my daughter, is the second most beautiful woman in the world." Irina looked at Yuri pitifully.
Yuri presented a Gundam, which made a great impact on everyone, even more profound than Sean's red flame sword.
Next, the gifts from the representatives of all ethnic groups and ministers were not surprising and happy, and there was nothing worth mentioning.
With the end of the ceremony, the king's birthday is also a happy ending.
The king, the representatives of all ethnic groups, and several ministers went to the side hall to discuss business, while the rest of them began to break up and prepare to go out of the palace.
Krasu politely refused the king's invitation to attend the meeting, but prepared to go out with MEG and Amy.
When she got up, Irina looked at Meg's direction as if she had nothing to do with it. She just met Meg's eyes. After a short look, she soon separated and went out with the representatives of all ethnic groups.
"Father, can we still see sister Elena?" Amy put her arm around Meg's shoulder and asked, a little worried.
McGonagall nodded firmly. "Of course, I'll see you again."
"It's not hard. If little Amy wants to see her, she can take you to her anytime." Krasu interposed.
After the king and his party left the hall, they all got up. McGonagall had just stepped forward. A man patted him on the shoulder behind him and said excitedly, "boss McGonagall? Do you still recognize me? "
"It was the Duke of Abraham." MEG turned and looked at Abraham with a smile on his face.
This idle Duke was the only one in the Empire of Los, and he had no airs and was quite approachable, so McGonagall liked him very much.
Abraham said with emotion: "it seems that boss Mai still has an impression on me. Yesterday he thought you were the owner of the stall. I didn't expect to come to the palace to cook the palace banquet today. If I had known about it, I would have asked you to make more delicious food, so that I could have a taste of stewed chicken rice and spicy grilled fish."
McGonagall looked at Abraham's resentful manner and tone, and he could not help laughing. He nodded and said, "if the Duke has the chance to go to the city of chaos, he can come to the Maimi restaurant. It's on Aden square. It's my restaurant, and there are more rich food to order."
"Really Abraham's eyes lit up all of a sudden, just a black pepper steak has made him addicted, and listen to McGonagall's words, he can cook more than three dishes.
After thinking about it, Abraham clapped and said, "well, Mr. McGregor, you'll go to my manor first today. When will you go back to the city of chaos and tell me, I'll go with you."
"In such a hurry?" McGonagall was a little surprised to see that he was one of the top ten Dukes in the Empire. In order to eat delicious food, he was going to follow him to the city of chaos immediately. This kind of food is rare, but after thinking about it, he shook his head and said, "thank you for your invitation, but I'm a little tired today, so I'm going to take my little girl back to rest first, We are going to leave early the day after tomorrow to return to the city of chaos. If you are going with us, you can go with us. "
"Well, I'll go with you the day after tomorrow." Abraham nodded a little regretfully, but his words were very firm.
Abraham is gone. MEG has just left the hall with Amy in his arms. Luna and a gray old man are waiting at the door.
"Miss Luna!" Amy opened her hand happily and was picked up by Luna with a smile.
"Mr. McGonagall, I'm Byron field, Luna's grandfather." The gray haired old man also took a step forward and held out his hand to MEG.
"Hello, Lord Byron." McGonagall quickly reached out and took Byron's wrinkled hands. His brown eyes were deep and clear, as if full of wisdom.
Byron looked into McGonagall's eyes and said with a smile, "Mr. McGonagall's nine nine multiplication table is amazing. If you can, I'd like to invite you to the system debate tomorrow. Would Mr. McGonagall like to go?"