"I haven't eaten at McMille's for a few days, I don't know if Mr. McGonagall will like it?" Gloria looked in the mirror to compare which string of earrings to wear, a blush rose on her face, and she glared at herself in the mirror with some disgust, "I'm just going to talk to him about the cooperation in the textile industry, well, that's all!" ”

"The girl I love is close in front of me, but she is dressing up for others, who can understand this pain......" Camila leaned on the eaves, looked at Gloria who was talking to herself in the room, and covered her chest with a painful face.

"No, you can't just sit still! I have to do something! Camilla regained her strength, hung upside down on the eaves and walked back and forth a few times, and suddenly her eyes lit up, and she said to herself: "The gift I gave last time was too much of a failure, and I want to do it again this time!" Since Miss Gloria loves to make clothes, I'll make one for her myself! ”

"Yes, that's it!" Camilla looked at Gloria in the room who had packed up her makeup and was about to go out, and she couldn't help but start imagining her glorious appearance in this dress made by herself, and she would have been very moved by him at that time.

"I'm so smart!" Camila smiled a little smugly, glanced at Gloria again, and disappeared into a cloud of black mist.

"Did you just have anything?" Gloria glanced back at the window with some confusion, but there was nothing outside.

"It's still early, let's go to the factory first, the last batch of winter clothes should also be online, and after a while, the weather will be warmer and you will have to start spring clothes, and you have to start production in advance." Gloria put on her down jacket and opened the door and went out, and Mars, who was waiting at the door, took the bag in her hand and reported to her as he went.

After Cyril was hidden due to previous events, Gloria was already seen as a strong candidate for the heir to the House of Morton.

With that comes a heavier schedule of work and an increasingly strict outside view.

When Cyril is no longer her opponent, her comparison becomes Hill, who is also the eldest granddaughter who inherited the family.

The contrast between the two is always talked about, such as the same age, the same generational heirs, and even the same appearance.

"Has there been any movement on Cyril's side lately?" Gloria got into the carriage and asked casually.

Cyril stayed at home honestly, and went to the old man's morning and evening greetings every day, but there was some remorse. However, Mrs. Aviva and Miss Herty and Herney went to Madame twice because of the limitation of their monthly allowance. Mars replied.

"He knows that he will change his wife and daughter to make trouble this time, but grandmother will spoil them again, and this time without the nod of grandfather, I am afraid that their restrictions will not be able to be solved for a while." Gloria smiled with a bit of sarcasm, the family's family subsidy was less than five thousand copper coins.

"As long as our cooperation with Mr. McGonagall goes well, you will be able to revitalize the Morton family's textile industry and take it under the umbrella like Dailan, and even if anything happens in the family inheritance, you will be able to stand on your own two feet." Mars looked at Gloria with some appreciation, and although his own young lady had started much later than Miss Hill, he was amazed by the several choices she had made since she had made up her mind to enter the mall.

The potential of Dailan is limitless, and the cooperation with Mr. McGonagall's textile factory could become a catfish that will disrupt the textile industry in the entire Nolan continent.

"What belongs to me, I will hold them all tightly in my hands, at least, I will not let it fall into their hands." Gloria smiled, brushing a strand of hair that had fallen in front of her eyes, lifting a corner of the curtain to look out, letting the cold wind blow on her face.

……

"How's it going?"

McGonagall appeared in the dungeon and asked aloud as she looked at the people who were studying the sealing formation.

"!!"

Barbara, who was seriously drawing, was startled, and almost jumped on the spot, staring at McGonagall who appeared in the cave at some point.

"The seal is weakening, at this rate, we have seven days left, and if it can't be strengthened within those seven days, it will most likely break through the seal." Irina stepped forward and said with a slightly solemn expression.

"Alex, there's good news and bad news, which would you like to hear?" Crassus looked at McGonagall, and before McGonagall could speak, she smiled and said, "The bad news is that we haven't figured out what this formation is all about. The good news is that this little girl is quite powerful, and has helped Nova understand most of the meaning of the formation, but whether she can successfully re-strengthen the seal within seven days depends on luck. ”

"He's Alex? Sister Irina's man? Looks ...... It's pretty good. Barbara looked at McGonagall in surprise, this was the first time she had seen Alex without a mask, and it was a little different from the old-fashioned appearance she had imagined.

"Well done, little girl." McGonagall looked at Barbara and said that the girl had lived up to his expectations.

"I'm Barbara, not a little girl." Barbara straightened up, made herself as tall as she could, and said earnestly.

"Okay, little Barbara, thank you for your hard work." The corners of McGonagall's mouth curled slightly.

"Okay, so be it." Barbara rolled her eyes, anyway, she couldn't make a strong enough resistance to such a strong person, so she had to silently continue to analyze the formation.

After she learned the importance of this sealing formation, she had already carried the burden of saving the world on her shoulders, which was much more exciting than serving dishes in a restaurant, so even if it was a very tedious thing to parse thousands of runes, it still made her very motivated.

McGonagall walked around the seal, perhaps because he slashed the octopus monster the day before yesterday, since he appeared in the cave, the octopus monster's eyes were fixed on him, and a little irritable waving those thick tentacles, if it wasn't for the seal, it would have hula and entangle him.

"Don't look at it, I've already made your octopus whiskers into sizzling octopus whiskers, and it tastes pretty good." McGonagall smiled.

"Huh-"

The octopus monster was instantly furious, and countless tentacles frantically slapped towards McGonagall, causing the sealing formation to flicker for a while, as if it would be smashed at any time.

"Ding!"

"Unknown bioassay results have been generated, do the host receive it now!"

At that moment, McGonagall's mind suddenly sounded a system chime.