Chapter 912 Please Help Her
Mag didn’t want to kill dragons in the sky or catch demons in the sea like Alex. He didn’t want to be a business tycoon, either. He had become fond of cooking.
He liked to stay by Amy’s side, make delicious food for interesting guests, and listen to their sincere praise.
He had no ambition in his previous life or this life.
One thing he really wanted to do now was to bring Irina from the Wind Forest to Mamy Restaurant.
He could feel that she was special.
He didn’t know how to express that feeling. She was not his lover, but he couldn’t wait to see her again.
“Am I in love with her?” Mag whispered, looking in the direction of the Wind Forest. He was silent for a while, and then said, “Wait for me, I will get you back. Next time, no one can stop me.”
Mag went downstairs. The second floor was twice as big as before. It had changed completely after the renovation.
Mag’s room was a third larger than before. The floor was covered with soft carpet. The big soft double bed looked very attractive.
The Aden Square could be seen through the one-way window extending to the floor. In the crib beside the big bed, Amy was sleeping with Ugly Duckling in her arms.
Amy’s amusement park was also twice its original size, and thus no longer crowded with entertainment equipment. She now could have a better time in her amusement park.
Next to the master bedroom, there was a purple-and-blue room with stars on the ceiling. It was Amy’s future room, because she naturally needed her own room when she grew up. The house was now big enough for several more rooms.
There was a small study in the corner of the second floor. In the study stood a desk, two chairs, and a shelf full of books. The window of the study faced the Bastie Prison as Mag had required.
Mag believed the prison could clear his mind.
He smiled after checking out all the rooms. “That’s what a home should be like!” But something seemed to be missing.
He knew what was missing, but he didn’t want to say it.
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The night was getting deeper. There were no people in the streets.
In a quiet hut in the north of the city, Elizabeth was sitting on her ice bed, meditating. Suddenly she opened her eyes and looked out of the window warily. A white snowflake appeared at her side, and then it broke instantly.
Almost at the same time, the hut collapsed, making a loud noise. The whole street was shaking.
The residents nearby screamed in fear and the children cried loudly.
Two demons appeared on a big tree not far away from the hut, one tall and one short. They were staring at the hut. The taller demon was holding a dark crystal ball in his hand.
“Is she dead?” the shorter demon asked in a hoarse and excited voice.
The taller demon frowned at the crystal ball in his hand, and angrily said, “No! She’s gone! ”
“There she is!” The figure behind a broken wall immediately turned and ran into an alley. The shorter demon jumped down the tree and rushed towards the alley like an arrow.
“The people of the Gray Temple will be here in three minutes, so we’ll retreat if we can’t kill her in three minutes,” said the taller demon. With that, he disappeared in an instant, and then reappeared in the alley. He looked at a snowflake on the ground with an evil smile on his face. The dark crystal ball in his hand glowed red. The red light then turned into a red knife, cutting open space.
The red knife found the target in the space rift. The figure in the rift stumbled, and a few drops of blood fell to the ground. Then the rift closed.
“What?” The taller demon was surprised. His brow furrowed, and the red knife opened the space again. A few groans came from the rift.
“How dare you make trouble in Chaos City!” An old man’s voice cracked through the night as loud as a thunderclap. A flying mount came rapidly in this direction.
“Retreat!” called the taller demon. He appeared in the alley on a teleportation formation that had already been set up. The shorter demon didn’t seem to want to go, but he looked at the flying mount and rushed to the teleportation formation too.
The formation was activated, and the two demons disappeared in a flash.
A dozen or so ice spears came down from the sky, but it was too late. They all hit the teleportation formation.
“They’re growing bolder by the day,” the old magician said angrily as he sat on the back of a big white bird. He took a look at the collapsed hut and was relieved to find no one in it. Unfortunately, the teleportation formation had destroyed itself.
The old magician straightened his robe, stood up, and said in a loud voice, “Don’t worry. I’m with the Gray Temple.”
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Yabemiya was sleeping soundly when she heard a thud outside. She immediately opened her eyes.
“Did something hit the roof?” She opened her sleepy eyes. She was sure that it hadn’t been an hallucination. She hesitated for a moment, turned on the light, put on her clothes, and walked out of the door.
She saw Sally as soon as she went out. “Miya, did you hear it, too?”
Yabemiya nodded. “Yes. Something seems to have fallen on the roof. Shall we go and have a look?”
“Yes, I don’t think it’s a bird.” Sally walked warily to the door. Yabemiya quickly followed her.
Sally slowly opened the door, her magic wand in hand. Yabemiya found herself holding a pan. She followed Sally silently.
As soon as the door opened, Sally saw a figure lying outside. She cast an illuminating spell. “Why is she here?” she asked, surprised.
“Miss Elizabeth!” cried Yabemiya in surprise. When she saw the blood on her body, the pan in her hand crashed to the ground. She rushed out from behind Sally and knelt down in front of Elizabeth. However, she couldn’t use healing magic, so she looked up at Sally, and said, “Aisha, please help her!”