"Can I ask you to save the elves who are locked in the cellar?" Anna begged as she looked at Mag with bright eyes.
"Huh?" Mag, who was about to tell the two little guys a story to lull them to sleep, froze for a moment.
"They were all locked in iron cages. The gloomy and damp cellar was dark and pitch-black. They had no food or water to drink. Grandpa said that if they didn't save them, many elves among them would die." Anna's expression was a little pitiful. Looking at Mag, tears were already rolling in his eyes.
"Father, please save them, they are so pitiful." Amy also looked at Mag with wide eyes, pleading.
Two cute little elves acted like a baby together, Mag felt the double crit of being cute, and a rush of blood suddenly rushed to his heart, those guys who targeted elves and did things like human traffickers should be cut to pieces right.
It is unknown how many elves are suffering in that dark cellar, and it will not be long after the Gray Temple reports to send people to search for that stronghold. If those guys jump over the wall after losing their leader, the consequences will be disastrous.
The scene of Joshua dying in front of him is still vivid in McGonagall. He is just an old elf who is about to die, but he has the courage to be angry and the determination not to fear death.
After coming to this world, because he felt the weight of the mess left by Mag Alex and the strength of those enemies dormant in the dark, Mag restrained his poisonous temper, tried to be low-key in his life and work, and was alone, even Some have forgotten what hot blood is, and only think about how to hide their identity and protect Amy from harm, and don't get too involved in other things.
But now looking at the clear eyes of Amy and Anna, a trace of shame rose in his heart.
From the beginning to the end, he deliberately avoided this topic with Anna. Apart from not wanting to make Anna sad, there may be some reasons why he didn’t want to know too much, because if he knew too much, if he didn’t do something, he would feel uncomfortable. ashamed.
Yes, he seems to have forgotten what kind of person he is.
He is not Mag Shen, because Mag Shen always speaks straightforwardly, following his heart and purely, and occasionally has a little passion.
He has a venomous tongue, but most of the time he hits the nail on the head, those restaurants will close down, not because of his venomous tongue, but because there is a problem. More restaurants have become Internet celebrity restaurants after being disliked by him, because apart from their shortcomings, their advantages have not been ignored by him.
He is not Meg Alex, because Alex has always spoken with a sword, and the world is not fair, and a sword is equal.
There are evil knights, man-eating demons, and dragons attacking villages who died under his sword. As long as he hears something, the villains that others cannot kill, the purple griffin will descend on those guys. , cut off their heads with one sword.
But now, he put a lot of shackles on himself, he lost his purity and blood, he also lost the heroic and sacrificial character of a knight, and became a layman he once looked down upon.
"Such a father should not be what Amy expects and likes, right? If you encounter problems and only think about escaping instead of solving them, how can you be a good father and take care of a family?" Mag said to himself , One question after another hit the soul directly, a spiritual light rose from the depths of the mind, and the clouds were cleared away, and Mag's eyes became bright again: "Perhaps, some changes should be made..."·
"Anna, do you know where that place is? If you take us there now, can you show the way?" Mag took a deep breath, looked at Anna and asked.
"Yeah, I remember where, at noon today, grandpa said that we left the Chaos City from the North City, and then walked straight to the city, passed a small river, followed the small river..." Anna sat up suddenly, looking at Mag He narrated the route with a serious expression.
"Okay, then we'll rescue them in a while." Mag looked at Anna who was recounting the route clearly, and it was obvious that there was no problem in finding the stronghold again.
"Really!" Anna's eyes lit up, and she looked at Mag excitedly.
"I knew my father would agree! Because my father is a real hero!" Amy also started to do it, looking at Mag happily.
The ugly duckling caught in the middle looked around in confusion, and fell asleep as soon as it touched the bed, completely unaware of what happened.
"You guys play upstairs for a while, and I'll make some preparations." Looking at Amy's happy smile and bright eyes, Mag was also quite happy in his heart. After speaking, he turned and walked towards the door, whispering to himself : "Tonight there are still some unused dough, and there is still a lot of stewed meat left..."
Half an hour later, Mag pushed the bicycle out of the restaurant, hugged Amy, who had changed into a mage robe, into the basket in front of the car, and hugged Anna, who also changed into a blue mage robe, with a curious face. When he got to the back seat of the bicycle, he locked the door, and with a big food box in his hand, he stepped onto the bicycle.
"Let's go!" Amy raised her hands high and shouted happily.
Mag smiled and pedaled hard, and the bicycle rushed forward immediately, driving forward quickly.
Anna, who was still a little curious at first, looked down at the fast-rolling wheels under her body. Such a fast-moving car was only supported by two small wheels. She subconsciously grabbed Mag's clothes and closed them tightly. The eyes dare not look.
Amy giggled as she tried to sit in the car basket for the first time, not to mention how happy she was.
"Don't be afraid, this is a bicycle, it won't fall down." Mag felt the clothes on her stomach tighten suddenly, and comforted her softly.
When Anna heard Mag's words, she inexplicably felt a little at ease, and she really felt very stable when she was sitting. The refreshing autumn wind was blowing on her face, and Amy's happy laughter came. After hesitating for a while, she slowly opened it. Eyes, the tree next to it is retreating rapidly, similar to riding a horse, but more stable, a very wonderful feeling, but the little hand holding Mag's clothes tightly is still not loosened.
The bicycle passed through the streets and alleys of the chaotic city. There were not many pedestrians on the street, leaving a series of grunting noises and the confused expressions of the drunk pedestrians on the road.
"Crackling..." The bicycle stopped outside a courtyard in a residential area in the north of the city. Mag got off and carried Amy and Anna out of the car.
"Father, aren't we going to save those elves? Why are we here?" Amy glanced at the yard and asked a little puzzled.
Anna also looked at Mag strangely, but didn't speak.
"We need to find some help." Mag raised the food box in his hand, walked to the gate and slammed on the door, shouting: "Mr. Sa, come out to pick up business."