Chapter 1533

Most afraid of the sudden quiet of the air, most afraid of the sudden worship of peers

McGonagall looked at Hayman, who looked sincere and hopeful, and the chefs around him, and shook his head decisively: "no, an old one is enough."

"Ah..." Heyman sighed with regret. He seemed to be a little depressed about McGonagall's refusal.

The chefs on the scene were relieved. Many of them were Heiman's disciples. It would be strange if there was such a young grandmaster.

However, people's eyes on McGonagall have become completely different. For those who can make Hyman want to learn from others, we can imagine McGonagall's cooking skills.

"Although I am older and look bloated, my brain is still turning fast. Do you want to stop thinking about it?" Heyman is still a little reluctant.

"After the dinner tomorrow, we will go back to the city of chaos. If you really want to learn how to roast fish, come to the city of chaos and find me. I can teach you." McGonagall still shook his head with a smile, but made a promise.

"Really Heyman's eyes brightened, but he sighed again soon. I'm afraid he can't do without the big kitchen. Even if he really wants to find MEG to learn how to cook grilled fish, he can't do it.

"In that case, please take your time and we won't disturb you." Heyman's face soon returned to a smile, throwing out all the chefs in the number one kitchen, leaving only MEG and them for dinner.

Irina waved a sound barrier, put a piece of braised pork in her mouth, chewed and pulled a mouthful of rice. Then she looked at MEG and asked, "do you want to do something tonight?"

"We need to wait for Connie to join us before we act together. But tonight, I need to go out and find someone Said Meg.

"Looking for someone?"

They all looked at MEG. Did he have any acquaintances in the FAK tribe?

"Yes, an important person may change the situation to a certain extent." McGonagall nodded. It's really hard to explain the system task, so he didn't say much.

"Father, can you take me with you?" Amy asked expectantly.

"Not tonight." McGonagall shook his head, looked at Amy with a small mouth, touched her head with a smile and said, "because my father has more important things to help Amy."

"Whatever you say, I will do it well." Amy's eyes lit up again and asked expectantly.

"I'll talk to you later." McGonagall said with a smile and turned to look at the people: "according to the information, Connie's brother is being held under the dungeon of the chief's palace. There are at least two strong men in the palace. It's obviously not easy to save him under their eyes..."

"It's just two lower level orcs. It's just saving people. I think it's very simple." Irina looked at MEG with a relaxed face. "After dinner, let's do it."

"The FAK tribe, including Gary, now has four strong men of level 10. Tomorrow is the coronation ceremony, and most of them are in the inner city now. If we do it rashly, we may not only fail to save Connie's brother, but also let ourselves fall into the trap." McGonagall shook his head and looked at Elena helplessly. "Let's wait for Connie to come, or we won't take him away even if we see his brother."

"I hope her brother will be normal." Irina curled her lips.

According to intelligence, although Gayle has cleaned up the FAK tribe for several rounds, and most orcs who were pro old chief were killed or imprisoned, because the former chief was generous and popular, there are still many people in the FAK tribe who are not really on Gayle's side.

With Elena, it's not hard to kill Gary.

But killing him can't solve the problem of the FAK tribe. The Ogg tribe can support another puppet to control the FAK tribe and influence the orcs.

After all, Connie is the princess of the FAK tribe. If she and her brother can regain power and control the FAK tribe, the FAK tribe can get rid of the control of the Ogg tribe and stand on the anti war side.

"I can be responsible for exploring and sneaking in, and the night is my veil." Camilla suddenly appeared at the table, sat down consciously, looked at MEG and said.

"Well, you're more reliable than the killer with no sense of direction." McGonagall looked at Camilla and agreed.

The information of the grey temple did not tell him exactly where Connie and his brother were being held, but it was probably inferred that they were in several prisons and secret prisons of his Highness the chief palace.

It is really necessary to have an in-depth understanding before the rescue operation is officially started.

"What do we need to do?" Mia asked. Barbara and Elizabeth also looked at MEG.

"You just need to have a good rest tonight. We need to be professional so that we are not easy to be doubted." McGonagall said with a smile, the more people there are, the more exposed they are.

After dinner, McGonagall and Camilla talked for a while, and gave her a map with several places to check.

"Connie marked it for you?" Camilla took the map and looked at MEG suspiciously.

"No, I paid for a little bit of information, but I don't know how accurate it is." MEG shook his head.

Camilla leaves with the map, and MEG returns to the courtyard with the girls who have cleaned up the kitchen.

From the time they arrived in Inner City, McGonagall felt a mental force staring at them. The strength of level five or six was not very strong, but it was enough to keep an eye on them.

"Do you need to erase it?" Irina looked in the direction of induction and frowned slightly.

"No, just let him stare. He's blind anyway." MEG laughed, shook his head and closed the door.

As the night deepened, a dark shadow suddenly flashed out of the high wall from the courtyard and disappeared in the vast night.

About three minutes later, McGonagall appeared outside the city, hiding in the shadow of his house, and quickly moved forward to an alley covered with small stones.

"This should be it?" McGonagall walked into the alley and soon smelled a strong aroma of rum.

Following the fragrance, McGonagall quickly came to a rather wide courtyard. Through the courtyard wall, he could smell the strong aroma of wine. It was a pleasant aroma, the aroma of rum.

MEG raised his hand, ready to knock.

"Which little bitch broke up this house?" Irina didn't know when she appeared on the wall of the courtyard. She looked at him with a smile and asked.

"A great wine maker, I want to learn how to make rum from him." MEG looked up at Elena, shrugged, a little innocent.