Chapter 1531 Which Little Bitch's House Is This?

What I am most afraid of is the sudden silence of the air, and the sudden apprenticeship from my colleagues...

Mag looked at the sincere and hopeful Heyman, and the stunned chefs around him, and shook his head decisively: "No, an old one is enough."

"Alas..." Heyman sighed regretfully, and seemed a little frustrated with Mag's rejection.

The chefs present heaved a sigh of relief. Many of them were Heyman's disciples and grandchildren. It would be strange to think that there was such a young patriarch suddenly.

However, the eyes of everyone looking at Mag have become completely different. It is conceivable that the person who can make Heyman want to be a teacher, Mag's cooking skills.

"Although I'm getting older and look a bit bloated, my mind is actually quite fast. Do you want to stop thinking about it?" Heyman was still a little bit unwilling to give up.

"After the dinner tomorrow, we're going back to Chaos City. If you really want to learn how to grill fish, come and find me in Chaos City. I can teach you." Mag still shook his head with a smile, but made a made a promise.

"Really!" Hyman's eyes lit up, but he soon sighed again. He probably couldn't do without the big kitchen. Even if he really wanted to learn how to cook grilled fish from Mag, he probably couldn't do it.

"In that case, everyone, please eat slowly, and we won't disturb you." Heyman quickly reappeared a smile on his face, and drove out all the chefs crowded in Kitchen No. 1, leaving only Mag and the others to eat. dinner.

Irina waved her hand and set up a sound-proof barrier. She took a piece of braised pork and fed it to her mouth. After chewing and swallowing, she took another mouthful of rice. Then she looked at Mag and asked, "Are you going to act tonight?"

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

"Find someone?"

Everyone looked at Mag one after another. Does he have any acquaintances in the Falk tribe?

"Yes, an important person may be able to change the situation to a certain extent." McGonagall nodded. The system task was really difficult to explain, so he didn't say much.

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

"Not tonight." Mag shook his head, looked at Amy who was pouting, smiled and touched her head and said, "Because father has more important things that need Amy's help."

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

"I'll talk to you later." Mag smiled, then turned to look at the crowd and said, "According to information, Connie's brother was imprisoned under the dungeon of the chief's palace, and there were at least two tenth-level Strong man, it is obviously not a simple matter to save him under their noses..."

"It's just two low-level tenth-level orcs, isn't it just to save someone, I think it's quite simple." Irina looked at Mag with a relaxed face, "Why don't we just have dinner later? Let's do it."

"Including Gary, there are still four tenth-level powerhouses in the Falk tribe. Tomorrow is the coronation ceremony. Most of them are in the inner city. Let's get into it ourselves." Mag shook his head, looking at Irina with a bit of helplessness, "Let's wait for Connie to arrive, otherwise we won't be able to take him away even if we see his brother.

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"I hope her brother will be normal." Irina pouted.

According to intelligence, although Gary has cleaned the Falk tribe for several rounds, and most of the orcs who were close to the old chief were killed or imprisoned, but because the former chief was generous and popular, there are still many people in the Fark tribe. A few people weren't really on Gary's side.

With Irina around, it wasn't hard to kill Gary.

But killing him can't solve the current problem of the Falk tribe. The Ogg tribe can completely support another puppet, so as to achieve the goal of controlling the Falk tribe, and then affecting the entire orc tribe.

After all, Connie is the princess of the Fark tribe. If she and her brother can regain power and control the Fark tribe, then the Fark tribe can break away from the control of the Ogg tribe and stand on the side of the anti-war.

"I can be responsible for pathfinding and sneaking. The night is my veil." Camilla suddenly appeared at the dining table, sat down consciously, and said, looking at Mag.

"Well, you are more reliable than that killer who has no sense of direction." Mag looked at Camilla and agreed.

The information from the Gray Temple did not tell him exactly where Connie's brother was being held, but it was roughly inferred that it was in several prisons and secret cells under the chief's palace.

Before officially starting the rescue operation, it is indeed necessary to conduct an in-depth understanding.

"Then what do we need to do?" Mia asked, and Barbara and Elizabeth also looked at Mag.

"You just need to rest tonight. We need to look professional so that we won't be easily suspected." Mag smiled. The more people there are, the easier it is to be exposed.

After dinner, McGonagall talked with Camilla alone for a while, and gave her a map with several possible locations for her to investigate.

"Is this what Connie marked for you?" Camilla held the map and looked at Mag suspiciously.

"No, I bought a little information with money, but I don't know how accurate it is." Mag shook his head.

Camilla took the map and left, and Mag returned to the small yard arranged for them with the girls who had packed the kitchen.

From the moment they arrived in the inner city, Mag felt a spiritual 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 the induction and frowned slightly.

"No need, just let him stare, he is blind anyway." Mag smiled and shook his head, closing the courtyard door.

As the night deepened, a black figure suddenly flashed out of the high wall from the small courtyard, and disappeared into the vast night in a blink of an eye.

About three minutes later, Mag appeared outside the city, hiding in the shadow of the house, moving forward quickly, and soon came to an alley covered with small stones.

"Should it be here?" Mag walked into the alley, and after a while, he smelled a strong aroma of wine, which was the smell of rum.

Following the scent, Mag quickly came to a rather spacious courtyard. A strong scent of wine could be smelled through the courtyard wall. It was a pleasant scent, the scent of rum.

Mag raised his hand, ready to knock on the door.

"Which little bitch's house is this?" Irina appeared on the courtyard wall at some point, looked at him with a smile and asked.

"A master brewer, I want to learn how to brew rum from him." Mag looked up at Irina, shrugged, and said innocently.

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