"Can you please save the elves who are locked up in the cellar?" Anna pleaded as she looked at McGonagall with bright eyes.

"Huh?" McGonagall, who was about to tell the two little ones a story to lull them to sleep, was stunned for a moment.

"They were all locked in iron cages, the gloomy and damp cellar was dark, there was nothing to eat or water to drink, and Grandpa said that if they were not saved, many of them would die." Anna's expression was a little sympathetic, and she looked at McGonagall, tears already rolling in her eyes.

"Father, save them, they are so pitiful." Amy also looked at McGonagall with wide eyes and pleaded.

The two cute elves coquettish together, McGonagall felt the double cute crit, and a wave of blood suddenly surged into her heart, those who target elves and do the things of human traffickers should be cut by a thousand knives.

It was not known how many elves were suffering in that dark cellar, and it would not be long before the Grey Temple reported it to someone to search for the stronghold, and if those guys lost their leader and the dogs jumped over the wall, the consequences would be unimaginable.

The scene of Joshua's death in front of McGonagall is still vivid, it is just an old elf who is about to die, but has the courage to rush to the crown and the determination to not be afraid of death.

After coming to this world, because she felt the weight of the mess left by McGonagall Alex, and the strength of those enemies dormant in the dark, McGonagall restrained her poisonous tongue, tried to be low-key in life and work, and even forgot what blood was, only thinking about how to hide her identity and protect Amy from harm, and not getting involved in other things too deeply.

But now looking at Amy and Anna's clear eyes, a trace of shame rose in his heart.

From beginning to end, he deliberately avoided this topic with Anna, in addition to not wanting to make Anna sad, I am afraid that there are some reasons not to know too much, because he knows too much, and if he doesn't do something, he will feel ashamed.

yes, he seems to have forgotten what kind of person he is.

He is not Shen McGo, because Shen McGe has always spoken straightforwardly, casually and purely, and occasionally there will be a little blood.

He has a poisonous tongue, but most of the time he hits the nail on the head, and those restaurants will go out of business, not because of his poisonous tongue, but because there is a real problem. More restaurants became Internet celebrity restaurants after being disliked by him, because their advantages were not ignored by him in addition to their shortcomings.

He is not McGonagall Alex either, because Alex has always spoken with a sword, and the world is uneven.

Dead under his sword were evil knights, man-eating demons, dragons that attacked villages, and as long as he heard something, the wicked people that no one else could kill, the purple griffin would descend on the heads of those fellows and cut off their heads with a single sword.

And now, he has put a lot of shackles on himself, he has lost his purity and blood, and he has lost the heroism and sacrificial character of a knight, and he has become a layman whom he once looked down upon.

"Such a father shouldn't be what Amy expects and likes, right? If you only want to escape instead of solving problems when you encounter them, how can you be a good father and take on a family? McGonagall muttered to herself, one question after another hit her soul, and a spiritual light rose from the depths of her mind, and suddenly cleared the clouds, and McGonagall's eyes brightened again: "Perhaps, something should be changed......

"Anna, do you know where that place is? If you were asked to take us there now, would you be able to show us the way? McGonagall took a deep breath and looked at Anna and asked.

"Mm-hmm, I remember where, today at noon Grandpa said that we left the City of Chaos from the North City, and then went all the way to the quilt, passing a small river, and following the small river......" Anna sat up at once, and watched McGonagall recount the route with a serious expression.

"Okay, then we'll go and save them later." McGonagall looked at Anna, who was retelling the route in a coherent manner, and it was clear that there was no problem finding the stronghold again.

"Really!" Anna's eyes lit up and she looked at McGonagall with some excitement.

"I knew my father would say yes! Because my father is a real hero! Amy did the same, looking at McGonagall happily.

The ugly duckling caught in the middle looked around with a confused expression, and it fell asleep as soon as it touched the bed, completely unaware of what was happening.

"You guys play upstairs for a while, and I'll get some preparations." Looking at Amy's happy smile and sparkling eyes, McGonagall was also quite happy in her heart, and after speaking, she turned and walked towards the door, whispering to herself, "There are still some dough embryos that have not been used up tonight, and there are still a lot of braised pork left......

Half an hour later, McGonagall pushed the bicycle out of the dining room, carried Amy, who had changed into a mage robe, to the basket in front of her, and then carried Anna, who was also dressed in a blue mage robe and looked curious, to the back seat of the bicycle, locked the door, and stepped on the bicycle with a large food box in her hand.

"Let's go!" Amy raised her hands in the air and shouted happily.

McGonagall laughed and kicked off the pedals, and the bike immediately rushed forward, speeding forward.

Anna, who was still a little curious, looked down at the fast-rolling wheels under her, such a fast-moving car, which was only supported by two small wheels, made her subconsciously grasp McGonagall's clothes, and closed her eyes and didn't dare to look.

Amy, who tried to sit in the basket for the first time, giggled, not to mention how happy she was.

"Don't be afraid, it's a bike, you won't fall." McGonagall felt the clothes on her stomach tighten suddenly, and comforted softly.

Anna heard McGonagall's words, inexplicably felt a little relieved, and sat very safely, the refreshing autumn wind blew on her face, and Amy's happy laughter came, hesitated for a while, or slowly opened her eyes, the tree next to her was rapidly retreating, similar to riding a horse, but more stable, a very wonderful feeling, but the small hand that was holding McGonagall's clothes still did not let go.

The bicycle passed through the streets of the chaotic city, and there were not many pedestrians on the streets, leaving behind a string of gurgling sounds and the bewildered expressions of the drunken pedestrians on the road.

The "Squeak...... bike stopped outside a courtyard in a residential area north of the city, and McGonagall got out of the bike and carried Amy and Anna out of the bike.

"Father, aren't we going to save those elves? Why come here? Amy asked with a look at the courtyard and a little puzzled.

Anna also looked at McGonagall strangely, but did not speak.

"We need to find some help." McGonagall raised the food box in his hand, walked to the door and patted it vigorously, and shouted, "Mr. Sa, come out to take over the business." ”