After getting the confirmation of the system, McGonagall lay down on the spot, letting the system wear out the skin of her mouth, and she didn't bother to look at the pile of durians next to her, anyway, this skill is useless to learn, what do you love.

After a while, the durian space disappears and McGonagall appears in the kitchen.

"Heh, fight with Dad, you're still a little tender." McGonagall raised the corners of her mouth slightly, and walked towards the kneading table, all kinds of materials have been prepared, and there is a large golden durian on the side, as soon as she gets closer, she can smell a fragrant and rich durian fragrance, although McGonagall has just come out of the durian space, but she is still amazed by this fragrance.

McGonagall has eaten King Lynis durian, and it is indeed better than ordinary Golden Pillow Durian in terms of texture and taste, but the fragrance is still much worse than the fragrance emitted by this durian.

Washing her hands and changing into her chef's uniform, McGonagall moved her fingers and grabbed the durian, and with a little less force, he broke the durian that had already opened a small crack.

The rich durian fragrance suddenly comes to the face, and the turmeric durian flesh is very plump and ripe just right, making people want to take a bite.

"It was perfect." McGonagall nodded, resisting the urge to eat the ingredients, of course this kind of unprofessional behavior could not appear in a good chef like her, took out the durian meat for later use, the knife slid over the durian meat, and took out the core the size of a silver coin inside, and the flesh took up almost everything.

The most complicated part of making pizza is kneading, how to make the dough meet the requirements, which is a great test of the chef's skills and skills.

So, McGonagall opted for a kneading machine.

Pour in the flour, pour in the proportion of water, dry yeast...... Then start with one click.

As for the system asking him to rub it with his hands, it was all taken by McGonagall as a deaf ear.

Times are advancing, and machines have the advantage of efficiency and stability as a good helper of human beings, although this is an alternative, but it is obviously more in McGonagall's heart.

McGonagall has previously tested kneading dough with a kneading machine from the system, and the effect is 99% close to high-level hand kneading.

Although he still insists on kneading the fritters by hand, when making pizza, he decided to choose to knead the dough by machine and treat this Western-style dessert with a more Western-looking approach.

Baking a delicious durian pizza is also very particular about the heat, but the oven is used, so you only need to adjust the time and temperature to make a qualified pizza accurately.

McGonagall began to practice making pizza according to the steps in his head, and he already had a hunch that it would be a sleepless durian night.

……

Luodu, the palace.

On the top of the tower, Andre, dressed in a fancy costume, looked at the southwest direction from afar, his brows furrowed slightly.

"Your Majesty, the Devil Islands are in chaos, and internal strife is rife, and I am afraid that it is no longer possible to unite with the outside world, and it is estimated that the alliance with us will not be able to continue. The Forest of the Winds is even more rebellious, and dealing with internal chaos alone is enough to make them anxious. Do we need to rediscover our reliable allies? An old minister stood behind him and said respectfully.

"If it's not my race, its heart will be different, and the Los Empire has never had a real and reliable ally, just fox friends who use each other." Andrei smiled a little sarcastically, "However, I'm a little curious about who is stirring up the situation. Is Alex and Irina? Or the restless guys in the City of Chaos? ”

"It was found that Alex and Irina did appear on Dreadcatraz Island that day, and Alex used strange lightning magic to kill Bashir. But they were supposed to be there to save the elves, who had been brought back to the City of Chaos. There is no evidence that they are related to the battle between the Abyssal Demon Clan and the Flame Clan. The minister replied.

"Since they are in the Devil's Islands, with Irina's character, how can they not get involved. The most suspicious evidence is the absence of evidence. Andrei sneered.

"This ......" the minister was stunned for a moment, and pondered, "Then do we want to inform the Flame Demon Clan and the Abyss Demon Clan that if the two clans truce, the main battle alliance may still be reorganized." ”

"Since there is no evidence, what are you going to tell them?" Andre turned around, looked at the minister and asked with some mockery, "Moreover, the two clans have already fought like that, and it no longer makes sense to know who started it, they just need to know that their patriarch died at the hands of the other party, and that is enough for them to fight for a few years." ”

The minister bowed his head in some trepidation.

"The Los Empire doesn't need allies, as long as the dragon doesn't descend to Dragon Island, this world will be mine sooner or later." Andrei said coldly.

……

Elven embassy in the City of Chaos.

"This is the letter that the patriarch asked me to pass on to you, our family is at the crossroads of destruction, I hope you can make a proper choice." Ingwe handed a letter to Blour and left.

Bloor looked at the familiar handwriting on the envelope, stood at the door for a moment, and then closed the door.

There was an oil lamp on the desk in the room, and there were two beds, one large and one small, in the bedroom, and Anna had fallen asleep on the small bed.

Bloul walked softly to the desk and reached out a little on the envelope, a pale golden light flashed, and the golden film on the outside of the envelope disappeared.

He opened the envelope and pulled out the pale yellow letter inside.

"Bloom, it's been a long time since I've heard from you......"

A quarter of an hour later, Bloor put down the letter in his hand, his brow furrowed slightly, and fell into deep thought.

The wind outside the window suddenly blew the window open, and a cold wind blew in.

Bloul waved his hand, the window closed again, and he crumpled the spread of the stationery into a ball of paper, and then dissolved into countless crumbs and landed on the table.

A letter from home, a commission.

The survival of the family weighed on his shoulders.

Bloor smiled a little self-deprecatingly, when did he start to have such ability, he was the useless son who shamed his father.

……

Elven clan, the territory of the Brewster family.

In a castle, Elliot looked at Sally, who was dressed in a gorgeous dress and stood at the window, and said in a low voice: "Sally, you should listen to the words of High Priestess Helena and cancel the marriage contract with Bloor, the elf queen does not need a husband, which will make your rights scattered." ”

Sally turned around, looked at Elliot and said, "Yes, I remember that this marriage contract was set for me by my father, and you said that Bloor was a very good choice, and I can be happy if I marry him." ”

Elliot choked, and said with a slightly unnatural expression: "That...... That's because the family situation was difficult at the beginning, so I had to let you marry Bloor, he is just a weak and useless guy, how can he be worthy of you. Tomorrow we will go to the Babilee family to renounce this engagement, and before you officially canonize the princess, you must draw a line with them, if they dare to resist, the high priest will help us destroy their family, they are already on the removal list. ”

"No, I'm not going to break this engagement, I think Bloor is a brave elf, and I'm willing to marry him." Sally looked at Elliot with a calm expression.

Elliot's face was full of anger, and his voice was a little heavier: "Sally, for the sake of the family, you must break the marriage contract with Bloor, he and you are not the elf of the same world at all." ”

"I don't need you to call the shots in my business." Sally's voice also became cold.

"You!" Elliot raised his hand.

Sally looked at him coldly, did not dodge or dodge, and said coldly: "I will be an elf princess in three days, father, remember your identity, this marriage contract, I will not dissolve it." ”

Elliot's hand in mid-air trembled slightly, but he finally let it go.

Sally walked past him and disappeared into the doorway.