"Well, Xiaomi remembers, when Xiaomi grows up, I'll defeat this villain myself!" Amy looked at Julian and nodded earnestly.

Hubris?

No, it's self-confidence.

The master and apprentice are the same self-confidence.

The demons and dragons looked at Amy, and an inexplicable premonition suddenly rose in their hearts that this half-elf girl, who looked only three or four years old, might become a dazzling new star in the near future.

A genius who can be chosen as an apprentice by both Julian and Crassus, who can make the two of them compromise with each other, can definitely not be a mediocre talent.

Fox gritted his teeth and held back the pain, not daring to look at Amy and Julian, he was afraid that he would not be able to control his emotions.

When he saw Julian many years ago, his powerful ice magic left a shadow in his heart, and as his strength continued to increase, he thought that the gap between them was not big, until he was slapped on the ground and he came to his senses, your uncle is your uncle after all, and Julian's ice magic number one is not his self-styled, but recognized.

"Julian and Crassus will die, and at that time, this little guy will definitely not grow up to threaten me......" Fawkes lowered his head, a hint of cruelty flashed in his eyes, "At that time, I will let their father and daughter die a bad death!" ”

"Julian, are you going to come to this meeting?" Michael handed the longbow to the coachman beside him, jumped out of the carriage, looked at Michael and smiled.

"Do you think I'm a demon or a dragon?" Julian looked at Michael and asked.

"You're still as humorous as ever, okay, I'll have a drink with you next time." Michael said with a smile.

"If you have a treat, I'll come." Julian said with a blank expression, then turned and walked in the direction of the magic potion shop.

The cold air that shrouded the door of the restaurant disappeared in an instant, and all the dragons and demons secretly breathed a sigh of relief, they had seen many tenth-level powerhouses, but it was the first time that they had been suppressed like this.

"Boss Mai, I'm sorry to frighten you, the people from the City Lord's Mansion didn't come over in advance to hand over the matter, which caused this conflict." Michael looked at McGonagall apologetically.

"It's okay, I just hope that the next time the city lord charters the venue, we will screen the guests first, for some guests, our restaurant will not accept them." McGonagall nodded slightly, not showing too much anger, but also not deliberately taking it lightly.

Something like that broke out in the slums this morning, the City Lord's Mansion must need a lot of manpower, and Michael is probably busy, so he can understand why the City Lord's Mansion didn't send someone to hand over early.

"Well, something like this won't happen again." Michael nodded, then turned to look at Fawkes, who got up from the ground and pulled out the icicle nailed to his hand, and said with a slightly gloomy face: "Fawkes, you are negotiating on behalf of the dragon clan this time, so I will not expel you, but I warn you, in the city of chaos, you must abide by the rules of the city of chaos, the lives of the residents of the city of chaos are above all else, if such a thing happens again, the city lord's mansion and the gray temple will definitely not be lenient." ”

Fox's face was a little ugly, but looking at Michael's majestic face, he finally lowered his head and said in a suppressed voice: "I know." ”

"If your injuries are serious, you don't have to attend today's meeting." Michael's face softened slightly, and he said with a glance at Fox's still bleeding hand.

"No, I can join this meeting." Fawkes shook his head, his left hand lightly stroked the wound on his right hand, and his right hand, which had a large blood hole, was immediately covered with ice, as if he was wearing a pair of ice crystal gloves on his hand, and the blood immediately stopped.

However, everyone present knew that Fawkes's injury was definitely not as simple as an extra blood hole in his hand, otherwise he would not have chosen to temporarily stop the bleeding with ice cubes, rather than relying on the dragon's powerful recovery ability to repair the wound.

"Boss Mai, can we enter the market now?" Michael asked with a smile as he glanced at Fawkes's hand, then looked at McGonagall.

"Please come in." McGonagall took Amy's hand and opened the door to the restaurant, smiling and nodding.

Although he didn't have the slightest good impression of Fox, as a restaurant owner, after agreeing to charter the venue, it was obviously not suitable for making trouble during the meeting between the two sides, and McGonagall still had this discernment.

Not far away, several carriages with the badges of the City Lord's Mansion drove up, and several civil officials with a pile of documents in their hands walked briskly towards the door of the restaurant.

"It's not a big restaurant, but it's very nice, and I'm curious why Michael chose to use it as a meeting place." Dracula was the first to walk towards the restaurant.

"Welcome." Yabei Mia smiled, after hearing Jinx's words earlier, her mood changed again, it turned out that there were still dragons who did not despise half-races, if only her father was also a golden dragon.

Sally nodded slightly, although he didn't like bloodthirsty vampires, she still made a good impression on her that she had just been preparing to help McGonagall and Amy, and had been acting quite cultured.

"Hello, beautiful young lady, I finally know why the city lord Michael chose to hold a meeting here, in addition to the exquisite restaurant, more importantly, there is an elegant and beautiful waitress." Dracula's eyes lit up as he watched the two of them, and he smiled and said to himself.

When everyone entered the restaurant, Michael looked at McGonagall and said with some gratitude: "Boss McT, thank you for what you did in the family area of the miners who died this morning, you saved many people living in misery, and also removed a haze from the city." ”

"I just happened to see it, and the matter of clearing the haze of the city still needs to rely on the City Lord's Mansion and the Gray Temple, but I hope that the City Lord can give the people living under the haze a chance to breathe, let them know that in fact, the haze is not a closed copper wall, as long as they reach out, someone outside the haze can grab their hands and pull them out." McGonagall looked at Michael and said seriously.

"What is Boss Mai's opinion on this?" Michael looked at McGonagall and asked, his expression serious, he was surprised by the few words that Bradley had brought back to McGonagall earlier, and it wasn't just a chef who could say such things.

McGonagall looked at Michael and hesitated for a while and said: "I can't talk about it, it's just a little personal opinion, I think the City Lord's Mansion and the Gray Temple may be able to jointly establish a petition agency for all the residents of the City of Chaos, if they suffer any unfair treatment and are threatened with unbearable circumstances, they have a place to turn for help, instead of just helplessly waiting for death and resignation." Of course, the premise is that the Gray Temple and the City Lord's Mansion can play a role of independence and mutual supervision in it, otherwise it will only become a new Patrol Palace. ”