Chapter 1438: His Arguing Skill Is Comparable To Three 10th-Tier Great Magic Casters
The Orcs’ Falk Tribe.
“Chief, all the arrest teams reported that they haven’t found Princess Connie.” An orc strode into a cave, and respectfully reported to a tall and lanky orc sitting on the throne.
“Trash!” Gary threw the plate next to him at that orc after hearing that, and furiously said, “A bunch of useless fellows. You all can’t even catch a little girl! Of what use are you all to me?!”
That orc’s head was smashed by the stone plate, and he bled profusely. However, he didn’t dare to hide or move back a single step. He simply knelt on the ground nervously and motionlessly.
“It’s fine that we failed to catch her. She is just a useless girl. What could she do?” Gary soon calmed down, and revealed a smug smile on his face. “I will be the real chief of the Falk Tribe in a few days’ time. After killing that lovely nephew of mine, I will be the only heir.”
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Early in the morning, Mag woke up and switched off the ringing alarm clock. He swiftly went to wash up and change into a clean chef’s suit. He then arranged his hair in front of the mirror. After making sure that he looked clean and neat, he went downstairs to make breakfast for everyone.
Everyone began to arrive at the restaurant. During breakfast, Mag told all of them, “Before we start eating, I would like to discuss something with you. I would like to see what suggestions you all have.”
“Is Father going to make something nice again?” Amy asked curiously.
Everyone looked at Mag curiously. Recently, he had been frequently releasing new items.
“No. It’s about Connie.” Mag shook his head with a smile, and gestured to Connie sitting at a side.
Connie stood and waved to all of them awkwardly before sitting down again.
Mag was also rather befuddled by her awkward gesture, but he decided to continue, “Connie told me yesterday that she is going to leave.”
“Leave? Where are you going? Are you going home?” Babla looked at Connie nervously. They had gotten along quite well lately.
“Yes, Connie. Where are you going?” Miya and the rest were all looking at Connie too.
“I…” Connie opened her mouth and looked at all of them, but she didn’t know how and where to start at that moment.
Mag raised his hand to gesture for them to quiet down first before he continued, “Let me say it. This is what happened…”
He told all of them about what happened to Connie briefly and her intention to return to the Falk Tribe to rescue her big brother and kill the enemy who killed her father.
After hearing Mag’s words, the restaurant fell into silence instantly. Everyone was looking at Connie with a sympathetic gaze, but they didn’t know how to console her in that moment.
“I thought it was something big. Since you already have a target, plan, and time, just fight your way back.” Irina ate a spoonful of tofu pudding before saying to Connie, “You’re not their match? I will help you.”
Connie looked up at Irina with glowing eyes. She had the urge to call her “boss”.
“Don’t, don’t. Such actions are not popular now. We want to be harmonious now.” Mag quickly stopped her. She almost spoiled the whole plan.
“Yes. Isn’t it simply a prick uncle? He has a lot of men, our restaurant has a lot of people too.” Babla nodded too. She placed a hand on Connie’s shoulder, and seriously said, “I will help you beat him up too!”
“I-I want to go too.” Gina put her hand up.
“If you are all going, count me in then,” Camilla said calmly, picking up her bowl of congee with pork and century egg.
Miya put up her hand. “Although I’m still not very formidable now, I can still carry all of you there.”
“Count me in too,” Elizabeth said coldly. She had long wanted to beat up a bad uncle, and she could take this as a practice.
Amy put up her little hand, and seriously said, “Ay the Assassin is prepared!”
“Everyone…” Connie looked at all of them who had pledged themselves with red eyes. Tears were already glistening in her eyes.
Mag said to all of them, “Since everyone has already declared their intentions, our Mamy Restaurant will send out a special operations team for Connie’s brother’s rescue mission. Jane, Rena, and Anna belong to noncombat personnel, so they are excluded from the combat unit. We have to come up with an operation plan for the rest of us to complete the rescue mission with the premise of protecting ourselves first.”
“Boss, shouldn’t you be considered as part of noncombat personnel too?” Miya asked.
Everyone began to look at Mag. Although Mag had always given them the impression of wise and strategic, if considering his combat abilities, he was indeed just an ordinary man who knew how to cook.
“Erm…” Mag lamented. It was all because he had been concealing his abilities all this time. Now, it became a problem to prove that he could be of help. He couldn’t be telling them that he was Alex, right?
“Even though he can’t fight, his arguing skill is comparable to three 10th-tier great magic casters.” Irina chuckled softly.
Everyone nodded after thinking about that for a moment. If it came to reasoning, nobody was the boss’ match.
“…” Mag.
What could he do? He was in despair too.
His eligibility to participate in the battle was actually obtained with his arguing skill.
“The Falk Tribe is the number two tribe among the orcs. Although their power has decreased because of the coup, they still have three 10th-tier powerhouses. We only have a few days to prepare, and we need to set up a complete plan. Don’t say a word of this matter to anyone else. I hope all of you remember that,” Mag said to all of them severely.
After the breakfast service was over, Mag rode his bicycle to the city lord’s castle.
After the guards made his presence known, he was swiftly invited into the city lord’s castle and brought to Michael’s office.
“Princess Irina just left, and then you arrived, Boss Mag.” Michael got up from behind his desk and chuckled at Mag.
Mag’s mouth twitched. This wily old fox’s words had a hidden meaning. However, he continued to speak with a calm demeanor, “Oh, really? I didn’t hear the princess say that she was going to come to the city lord’s castle at breakfast.”
Michael made a gesture for Mag to take a seat before he smiled. “You still may not know, Boss Mag. Princess Irina did something great yesterday. She came to purchase a piece of land from me this morning, preparing the base for 20,000 elves to settle down in Chaos City.”
“This is good news for Chaos City. After all, quality talents like elves are rare. The other cities don’t even have the chance to attract them there, and yet they came to Chaos City of their own accord. They even buy their own land to build their housing. That is rather rare.” Mag was smiling too.
“I agree. The city lord’s castle happens to need money after building the railway. Princess Irina is offering us timely support.” Michael nodded in agreement.
“City Lord, I didn’t come here to buy land today. I came to discuss the Falk Tribe’s matters with you.” Mag didn’t continue to joke with Michael, and got straight to the point.
Michael, too, stopped smiling, and asked, “Has Boss Mag come up with a good idea about this matter?”
“I need a proper excuse for the employees of Mamy Restaurant to appear at the Falk Tribe’s chief’s conferring ceremony,” Mag said.