Chapter 1206

The first take out order was confirmed, and McGonagall felt much more relaxed. Compared with those complicated alleys and all kinds of houses, it was obviously not easy for Connie to get lost when she went to Basti prison to deliver the take out.

Such a big prison, such a door, how can it be delivered?

"Welcome next time." Abemia saw off the last guest and turned the wooden plate on the door to announce the end of business this morning.

"So what should I do?" Connie came down the stairs with her helmet in her arms. She watched everyone busy all morning, but she didn't want to do anything. Although she was relaxed, it was hard to avoid some unpleasant things.

"If you're really bored, you can ride your bike around the street and get familiar with the street." McGonagall looked around, fixed his eyes on Anna and said with a smile, "Anna, do you want to go out with Connie?"

"Good." Anna nodded her head.

"If she gets lost, remember to bring her back." MEG took a little white rabbit earmuff and put it on Anna's head, whispering.

"Well." Anna gave a clever answer, followed by wearing a helmet, fully armed Connie toward the door.

"Be safe. Don't drop Anna." McGonagall and Connie said.

"Don't worry, I ride more than..."

"Pa --"

Connie, who was pushing her bike, stepped on a piece of ice and fell on her back, crushed by the bike.

"Sister Connie, are you ok?" Anna asked anxiously.

"Steady..." Connie's weak voice came from the ground.

"You dare to laugh at the ugly duckling like that." McGonagall turned his mouth, took the bike away from Connie and picked her up from the ground.

"Meow ~" the duckling leaned out of the door and gave Connie a scornful look.

"Meow has a slip, it's nothing..." Connie coughed two times, turned over and got on the bike, then patted off the back seat of the incubator, and said confidently, "little Anna, get in the car, sister, take you for a ride."

"I think... I'd better continue to practice cooking in the restaurant..." Anna was a little worried.

"Don't worry, there's really no problem." Connie patted her chest and promised. She turned her eyes to the ugly duckling standing at the door. Her eyes lit up and said, "why don't we take this stupid cat with us?"

"Meow!"

The ugly duckling's fur stood up and disappeared at the door.

"Well, don't you believe me so much?" Connie was a little disappointed.

Unable to withstand Connie's invitation, Anna finally got on Connie's bike.

"Mr. McGonagall, I'm here by the order of the Lord." McGonagall was about to enter when a dark shadow appeared quietly beside him and lowered his voice.

"Come in." Megrah opened the door, let the man in black enter the dining room first, and followed him.

He had noticed the shadow for a long time, so he asked Anna to go out with Connie to play.

"This is what the Lord asked me to give you." The man in black gave MEG a half meter square black wooden box.

"Thank you." McGonagall took over the box. It was not heavy. It should contain all the information, but it seems that it should be enough.

"Goodbye." The man in black didn't say much. The black fog rose and disappeared in an instant.

McGonagall walked up to the study with his suitcase. This should be the latest information Michael and Roland promised to share with him yesterday.

McGonagall has been able to understand the history of Nolan and the enmity and resentment of all ethnic groups through reading books for several months.

But the core information that is really close to the ruling class of all ethnic groups and the current situation of all ethnic groups can not be obtained by Pepsi house, which sells gossip on the roadside.

This information is what McGonagall needs most and one of his most important chips in this deal.

He went upstairs and closed the door of his study. MEG put the box on his desk. As soon as his hand touched the lock, a dark gray light flashed on the surface of the box, and the light golden light covered the box dissipated. The lock snapped open.

Open the box, there are stacks of materials neatly stacked inside, tied with hemp rope, respectively, with the words of the Empire of Los, the forest of wind, etc., including the city of chaos, a total of nine materials, none of which is missing.

"I don't know what sincerity the temple Lord and the city Lord will give." MEG whispered to himself and picked up the information about the windforest.

Untie the hemp rope, remove the top oil paper, and the first report with "urgent report" written in red attracted Meg's eyes.

"The night elves get food from unknown sources and are far away from the food quality of the elves' guard, which makes the guard's morale unstable. The night before yesterday, a 30 person patrol team defected at the same time and voluntarily joined the night elves. Berg ordered to increase the patrol intensity, and began to gather troops, ready to launch a second encirclement and suppression of the night elves.

As for the wind forest, because the guard has been stranded for a long time, Helena, the high priest, has gathered 5000 elves. Tomorrow, she will set out to the border of the grottoes to join with Berg and encircle the night elves together... "

McGonagall put down his urgent report with a dignified face. Sargeras just returned to the city of chaos yesterday. It can be seen that this urgent report should have just arrived. The sincerity of Michael and Roland is really enough.

The situation of night elves is even worse than MEG expected. It seems that Helena and Berg have reached a consensus that the unstable factor of night elves must be completely solved before the peace talks among all ethnic groups.

Putting the urgent report aside, McGonagall continued to read about the elves, and soon he turned to an introduction to the strength of the night elves and the wind forest.

After a month of rapid expansion, the number of night elves is still less than 1000, and most of them are low strength slave elves with low combat effectiveness.

Most of the elves who rushed to the grottoes from all over Nolan were intercepted by the elves sent by the wind forest on the way. Those who could reach the grottoes did not have the strength to break through the blockade and join the night elves.

On the other hand, wind forest has sent 10000 elite guards to encircle the grottoes. Although there is no terrain advantage, both the high-end combat force and the backbone force have won the night elves. Once they are determined to attack the grottoes at any cost, the night elves are likely to be destroyed.

McGonagall pondered for a while, and continued to look at the information of the elves.

This information is very detailed and very timely. The most recent one was just sent back last night. It makes clear the current situation of the wind forest and the gratitude and resentment of the major figures in the elf clan.

"Helena, the dead old woman, is really damned..." MEG put down the last piece of paper and whispered to herself.