Chapter 1577 Heh, Came to Apprentice Wine Making Again in the Middle of the Night?

On the second day after Connie succeeded to the throne, she issued a joint announcement on behalf of the Falk tribe and Irina, announcing that from now on, the Falk tribe and the night elves have reached a mutual aid alliance and will work together to maintain world peace.

This joint announcement was quickly spread to all parts of the Nolan continent, causing quite a stir.

No one could figure out how this once unknown little princess was favored by both Unpublisher and Irina, and became one of the few people who stood at the top of power in the Nolan Continent.

Naturally, the largest reaction was from the Forest of Winds, who immediately issued a warning, telling the Falk tribe to pay attention to the relationship and scale between themselves and the night elves, otherwise they would be regarded as enemies of the elves.

Immediately afterwards, the Ogg tribe also issued an announcement, expressing their opposition to the alliance between the Fack tribe and the night elves, and inciting other orc tribes to isolate and exclude the Fack tribe.

Following in the footsteps of the big brother, several younger brothers of the Ogg tribe issued similar announcements one after another, describing the Falk tribe after Connie inherited as a weak woman, both openly and secretly.

A team disturbance quickly swept through the Twilight Forest.

But what is unexpected is that the tribes did not overwhelmingly lean towards the Ogg tribe.

On the contrary, there are many tribes that were shaken because Isaiah was killed in the rebellion, and they have stood behind the Falk tribe again, and the scale is not much worse than that of Isaiah's era.

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In the long table restaurant of the palace, a banquet is going on.

A plate of steak was placed in front of everyone, and red wine was poured in the wine glass, flickering in the candlelight with a coquettish light.

Irina raised the wine glass in her hand, looked at Connie and said with a smile: "At present, it seems that the war faction and the peace faction in the Twilight Forest are almost evenly matched. Auster's conspiracy was aborted because of your superiority. In a short time, he There is no ability to integrate the entire orc clan."

"But what if he still wants to start a war?" Connie asked with some worry while holding the juice.

"Although the Ogg tribe and those tribes under his rule are strong, but he has lost the support of half of the orc tribes. His desire to conquer the mainland is tantamount to a dream. The goblins are enough for him to eat a pot." McGonagall pouted. There's not much to worry about here.

Although the process completely exceeded his expectations and plans, the current situation in the Twilight Forest has fully met his expectations at the beginning. Connie became the new chief of the Falk tribe. With Rex's protection, there is no need to worry about political instability. .

The support and teams of the various tribes determined that the Twilight Forest could not be united. Even if Oster's heart is not dead, it must be his strength.

As long as there are no major changes, the orcs will not be able to make too many moves in the peace talks a month later.

"But why do I continue to drink juice now that I'm the chief?" Connie shook the juice in her hand and looked at Mag with a little puzzlement.

"Underage chiefs are not allowed to drink alcohol, this is a rule." Mag looked at her and said seriously.

Connie thought about it seriously, nodded and said, "Okay, this juice is quite delicious."

"Sister Connie, isn't it fun to be a chief?" Amy looked at Connie curiously and asked.

Everyone also looked at Connie, ready to hear her feelings and mental journey after being a chief for two days.

"Hmm..." Connie thought about it seriously, then shrugged her shoulders: "I think it's more interesting to deliver the food. You just need to deliver the things. It's simple and easy, and you don't need to think too much about it. But Being a chief is different. They report a lot of things to me every day, which family’s sheep gave birth to a few cubs, and which trap was turned wild by the people from the next tribe... Why do I need to know these things? It’s a bit convenient... ..."

Everyone looked at her with some sympathy. It sounds like being a chief is not a very interesting thing.

Mag looked at Connie and thought about it for a while, not knowing whether the position that those guys racked their brains to climb up to was really that attractive.

At least for him, power is indeed unattractive, and the fun it can bring, I am afraid there is no praise from the guests, or Amy's coquettishness.

"Boss, are you going back tomorrow morning?" Connie asked, looking at Mag.

"Yes, I have been dove the customers for three days. If I don't go back, I'm afraid they will tear down the store." Mag nodded.

Originally, they were supposed to leave today, but Connie stayed with them for another day, first to help her calm down the situation, and second, to make a formal farewell.

Connie is now the chief of the Falk tribe. After the catastrophe, the Farke tribe is waiting to be rebuilt. There is also the Ogg tribe outside, so it is impossible for Connie to go back and continue to be a delivery man without a sense of direction.

"I'm sorry, because of the burden of revitalizing the tribe, I really have no way to go back and continue to take on the burden of a delivery person. I know this is a very important loss for the restaurant, and the takeaway business may be paralyzed because of this. For this, I feel extremely sad and remorseful..."

"It doesn't matter, the only customer ordering takeaway in our restaurant is now in your tribe, I can still bear this loss." Mag rolled his eyes, and once Connie left, their takeaway business did die, but it doesn't matter... anyway He didn't rely on takeaways for food either, so he happened to be buried on the spot.

"Wuuuuu... I can't bear to leave everyone..."

Connie's eye sockets suddenly turned red, and tears began to fall, as if she was wronged like a child.

"It's okay Connie, when you're not busy in the future, you can visit us often, and when we are on vacation, you can also form a group to visit you. Anyway, I can fly now, and I can go back and forth very quickly." Mia beside her leaned against her, hugged her, and wiped her tears with a smile.

"Yes, yes, Sister Connie, you must visit us often." Amy nodded her head, thought for a while, and handed the ugly duckling in her arms to her, and I can give you the ugly duckling.

"When I get better, I can build an ultra-long-distance teleportation array between your palace and the restaurant, and it will be very convenient for us to visit." Barbara folded her hands on her chest.

"Really?" Connie's eyes lit up, she looked at Barbara and said, "Barbara, when will it be done?"

"Ahem...probably...after my ninth level." Barbara coughed twice in embarrassment.

"Great, there are only two levels left, you have to work hard." Connie encouraged.

Barbara raised her chin again, and said with some pride: "To be precise, it should be a little more than the first level. I already feel like I have made a breakthrough."

The farewell dinner ended in a relaxed and happy atmosphere. After McGonagall put Amy to sleep, she quietly went out and went to Stone Lane alone.

"Heh, you're here again in the middle of the night to learn how to make wine?" On the doorway, Irina was dangling with one foot hanging down, looking at Mag who was about to knock on the door with a half-smile.

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