Chapter 1725

City Lord's mansion, secret room.

"The peace conference of various races will be held soon. Recently, the situation in Nolan mainland has changed greatly because of the disturbance of Elena and Alex. The demons and orcs who were originally fighting have fallen into chaos, and the neutral elves have no time for themselves. At present, the only one who is fighting is the kingdom of Los. This is undoubtedly good news for us." Roland fingered the map on the table in front of her.

"I just received a letter from the dragon people today. They asked our chaotic city to preside over a meeting of all ethnic groups before the start of the peace conference and exchange views in advance, hoping to reach a new peace agreement on the peace agreement." Michael pushes a letter with the mark of Golden Dragon's claw towards Roland.

"The dragon people have always been neutral. Why did they ask for such a request?" Roland showed a trace of surprise, picked up the letter on the table and opened it.

Half ring, Roland put down the letter in his hand, his face a little heavy, said: "it seems that the dragon clan has also known the existence of the devil."

Michael shook his head slightly and said, "it's not clear how much they know about it. I think Alex's name for" old dominator "is more accurate than devil. These terrible guys who survived from ancient times once dominated our world, but they are still trying to break away from the seal, To take over our world again. "

"If those guys knew the terror of the old dominators, maybe they wouldn't want to start a race war again because of a little territory."

"You want them to see that guy for themselves?" As soon as Michael's eyes lit up, there was some hesitation.

Roland nodded: "we can hold a secret meeting of all ethnic groups in advance at the request of the dragon people. Only after experiencing real fear can they know the value of peace and the terrible enemy that all ethnic groups in Nolan have to face."

Michael thought for a while, then nodded, "OK, I'll draw up the invitation letter now, and invite representatives from all ethnic groups to attend the closed door meeting."

"This time, it's still going to be done by boss Mai?" Roland asked.

"I think he will agree." Michael said with a smile.

……

MEG coaxes Amy to sleep, stands in front of the French window and looks out of the window with a worried look on his face.

Irina went to the wind forest, just like stepping into the dragon's den. Although a Zi accompanied her, she still made him feel uneasy.

But with her temperament, he couldn't stop her.

"Worried about me?"

Just then, a voice suddenly sounded from behind him.

McGonagall was slightly stunned, turned to look at Elena in the room, and nodded very honestly.

"Well, am I that weak? You need to worry when you go home? " Elena curled her lips.

"It seems that my worries are really unnecessary." McGonagall smile, Irina should not have a direct conflict with Helena, there is no injury, and said: "what's the harvest?"

"I didn't find the goddess of life, and the little tree didn't know how to find her." Irina shook her head slightly. "However, I had a brief exchange with the queen. She provided me with some information about the gods. She said that the gods fell into deep sleep after the first world war with the devil. When the devil woke up, he had to wake them up to save the world."

"Deep sleep? Wake up? " MEG frowned.

"Yes, she said, the goddess of life sleeps in the tears of the moon."

"Tears of the moon?" McGonagall frowned deeper.

"I haven't heard of this place either, but maybe I can get some information from the Lord's mansion." With a wave of Irina's hand, there was a pile of ancient books on the ground. "These are the ancient books I brought from the library of the elves. Some of them are related to arrays. I'm not interested in this. I don't know if they can help to repair arrays."

"It's good to send it to them, and it's good to play a role." MEG nodded.

"Then I'll go." Irina nodded and waved her hand. There were less than ten ancient books on the ground, and her figure disappeared with a golden light.

"It's really vigorous." MEG shrugged and took a hot bath.

When he came out of the bathroom in his bathrobe, Elena was standing by the window with a glass of red wine.

"Do you think it's very tiring to carry the rise and fall of a race on your shoulders?" Irina light said, did not look back.

"Maybe." MEG looked at Elena, nodded slightly and said, "that's a heavy responsibility."

"It's so annoying. At the beginning, I tried every means to get rid of this responsibility." Irina laughed a little at herself, and suddenly looked at MEG. "But now, it seems that she's going to pick it up again?"

"From the time you decided to form the night elves, you've got them back." MEG looked at her with a smile. "This time, I'll carry it with you."

"How to carry it?" Irene is close, red lips like wine in the cup, spitting a warm breath, with a slight aroma of wine.

MEG took a deep breath, reached out and picked up an ancient book from behind her. With a serious face, he said, "I'll stay up late and read some ancient books. Maybe I can find some information about the tears of the moon and the sleeping gods."

"Nerd!" Irina watched MEG, who came into the study with the book in her hand and closed the door and locked it, stamp her foot in anger.

"Who can carry it?" McGonagall let out a sigh of relief against the door, and said to himself in a slightly complacent voice, "I almost hit the road. Fortunately, I kept awake. If I had a second child at this time, it would be the end of the world."

……

The next morning, McGonagall was still preparing for the opening, and he welcomed Michael.

"The Lord of the city came here early in the morning. What can I do for you?" McGonagall looks at Michael in surprise.

"Boss Mai, it's like this. I'd like to hold an important meeting in three days' time at your Maimi restaurant. I wonder if it's ok?" Michael looked at MEG and said with a smile.

"Important meetings?" McGonagall wondered, all kinds of ethnic peace conference should be held in 15 days, and that kind of conference can't be held in the Maimi restaurant. What's Michael's important conference?

"Yes, we plan to hold a closed door meeting of all ethnic groups in advance to discuss the peace talks in advance." Michael lowered his voice a little, and quietly put a secret letter into his pocket.

McGonagall looked at Michael. It was obvious that this was beyond Dix's notice of this important news. After a moment's thinking, he nodded with a smile and said, "well, in that case, the holiday date of McMillan's restaurant will be reserved for the city master in three days."