Chapter 1828

"No McGonagall shook his head. Although he didn't know where Irina got the news, he explained: "Andre just wanted to win me over, let me stand on his side again, and then began to push the continent of Nolan wantonly to build an unprecedented empire."

McGonagall is a pacifist. Although he stands on the standpoint of human beings, this is only to return the pain of that year to those races who once oppressed human beings.

But once the war starts, there will be no winner. The ordinary people and the soldiers in the front are all victims.

Irina nodded slightly, as if expecting Meg's answer. "Helena wants to talk to me, too."

This makes MEG a little surprised. With Helena's character, she is not the one who will bow her head casually. Unexpectedly, she even takes the initiative to find Elena, "are you going to go?"

"Yes." Irina nodded, "I won't agree to any of her conditions, unless she abolishes the family system of the elves, and let the elves return to their own state. This is also the condition that she can't agree to."

"What else is there to talk about?"

"I just want to see how angry she is and how she can't get rid of me." Irina smiles.

"I'll go with you?"

"That's not necessary. If you go, she won't dare come." Irina shook her head.

"If they set traps again, they will lead you into the urn."

"That day, after you caused thunder to blow up the octopus, I think no one would dare to do anything to me in a short time, otherwise Andre would not lower his profile and want to see you in person. Helena knows better than anyone what the elves are like now." Irina said with a smile.

McGonagall nodded. He knew how intelligent Irina was and wouldn't put herself in danger easily.

"I learned today that many little girls like you." Irina looks at MEG with a smile.

"It's not something I can control, just like those men can't move their eyes when they see you." McGonagall shrugged. It's too good to blame him.

"Jealous?"

"No, it's Taser."

……

Irina left after drinking a glass of water. In the past two days, the number of elves sent by all ethnic groups to the city of chaos has soared. She needs to deal with some things herself.

McGonagall also followed out the door, first went to the next blacksmith shop to see the progress of Hannah and Mobai.

"Boss, come and have a look. Are there any problems with these parts?" Hannah, whose face was covered with soot like a kitten, saw McGonagall's eyes brighten and pulled him to the forging table.

After frying a pot, she has completely lost confidence in her design, and now she just wants to be a salted fish with big boss's advice.

Mo Bai also stopped the heavy hammer in his hand and looked at McGonagall expectantly.

McGonagall picked up a few simple parts of the forging table and looked at them carefully for a while. Then he took a ruler to measure them again and nodded, "the technology is rigorous, the size and material are OK, these parts are qualified."

"That's great. We stayed up all night!" Hannah jumped up happily.

Mo Bai said with a smile: "Hey, boss Mai, you are a good designer of pictures. You can understand them at a glance."

"But I'll draw it at random. I'm flattered. I'm flattered." McGonagall's polite arched hand happily accepted the rainbow fart.

After confirming that Mobai was able to make all parts according to the drawings, MEG didn't want to stay in the muggy forging workshop and left directly.

The stir fry of Octopus whiskers and octopus balls has been highly praised. Naturally, the old dominator selling program, which he and the system have cooperated with, should also be laid out.

First of all, he needs a suitable shop to be used as a tool. Second, he needs to open up a chain of Octopus fishing, transportation and sales from endless waters to chaotic city.

The octopus provided by the system must be able to be delivered directly to the store. However, once the business starts, it will naturally attract the attention of others. How to explain the source of food materials will become a hidden danger.

In the face of doubt, he just yelled, "I'm Alex, not hanging up!" It's no use.

This is a business with a daily output of 100 tons. Even if a kilo of octopus has to be sold for 50 copper coins, the flow of water on that day is also 5 million copper coins.

"The vegetable seller really made more money than the cook..." McGonagall thought about it in his heart and turned his lips.

……

Moreton manor, chamber.

Geoffrey took a sip from his teacup and listened to his wife Denise's tearful cry without expression. The four members of Cyril's family stood by with the same sad face, as if they had suffered a great injustice.

"Master, you don't know that once out of the city of chaos, Gloria really takes charge of her own house. She gives us orders all the way. Even my grandmother, she doesn't care. You say... How can I stand such grievances.

Even me, our poor son, Cyril, and his family were treated in a miserable way. Although she was obedient to Gloria all the way, she never gave them a good face. She ate worse than the animals and almost drove them out of the mansion

You said... You said that she is only an heir now, and she is already so unkind. If she really becomes the head of the family, is there any place we can stay in this family? Master, you have to judge us. " Said Denise, wiping her tears.

"Grandfather, you are going to judge us." Heti and Henie said with a cry that their eyes, which were red with pepper, really meant something.

Aviva also wiped tears on one side, sobbing from time to time, pulling a little sense of existence.

Cyril dropped her eyes and did not speak. The corner of her eyes secretly observed the change of Geoffrey's face. She secretly admired her mother's acting skills. She was the only one in her family who could do this kind of thing out of thin air.

"That's it?" From the beginning to the end, Jeffrey looked at Denise, who was still wiping her tears, and asked coldly.

Denise was stunned. She felt her mind was pierced by Geoffrey. She felt guilty and her voice dropped a little. "Sir, I think you should think about your previous decision. Cyril used to be bad, but now he knows his mistake, and he will correct it. After all, he is your own son, Only men can support a family. "

"Has Gloria come back yet?" Geoffrey said to the door.

"Master, Miss Gloria has just returned to the manor. It's time to go back to the other garden to have a rest." Bernard stood at the door, respectfully.

"Let her come here." Geoffrey nodded slightly.

"Yes." Bernard turned and left.

"If you have said so much, let Gloria talk about it and see if it is what you said." Geoffrey looked at the slightly changed faces and gave a cold smile.