"Boss, I suggest you change the seat of this bald eagle, it's not very practical." McGonagall took the deposit from the trainer and smiled.

"Others may not be very practical, but isn't it good for you two to use it?" The animal trainer glanced at Barbara and smiled, but secretly scolded McGonagall in his heart, such a little girl can do it.

Barbara's face flushed, and if it weren't for McGonagall's hand behind her back signaling her to be calm, she would have kicked the stinky guy and the stupid bird away.

"That's quite reasonable, I'll look for you next time I go out." McGonagall said with a smile, tugged at the corner of Barbara's clothes, and walked towards the chaotic city, everything went well today, and she was in a good mood to kill Berg's old horseman.

The predicament of the Night Elves has been solved, and at the same time, the elves have lost the confidence to compete for the Nolan Continent, which can be regarded as a small contribution to world peace.

And got a new reward from the system: a flyable restaurant, not at a speed of 80 mph, but at Mach 5.

This speed was far beyond the limit speed of the world's top fighter jets in previous lives, which made McGonagall wonder what that flying fortress would look like.

According to the system, the flying restaurant is independent, not on the basis of the original restaurant, and is currently managed by the system temporarily, and he can request delivery when necessary.

"It's a great tool for a vacation." McGonagall thought to herself that she was already planning her next vacation, perhaps taking her restaurant staff and friends to the sunny beach south to soak up the sun, blow the sea breeze, and have a beach barbecue.

"Host, the flying restaurant is an important place for the growth of the host, and it is also an artifact for quickly opening a restaurant in a different place, please don't simply regard it as a flying machine, this is a serious desecration of the flying restaurant!" The system solemnly warned.

"Maimie's restaurant is running so well, why should I go to other places to open a restaurant? The process of accumulating popularity, in addition to making less money, does not improve my cooking skills. McGonagall pouted, disagreeing with the system's words.

"The real god of cooking, will not be confined to one place, sitting in a well and watching the sky, only by making ten thousand dishes and traveling thousands of miles can he become a real god of cooking, this truth, I hope the host can understand." The system is serious.

"Okay, let's go, how long will it take to leave?" McGonagall raised an eyebrow, and as soon as she heard this nonsense, she felt that things might not be that simple, and he might really have to go somewhere else.

And the black fog mentioned by the system before also made him a little concerned.

The aura of death on Berg's body was obviously wrong, if it weren't for Irina's blessing of holy light, he might not be able to kill the black giant tiger with that sword, and then kill Berg.

The breath that does not belong to this world, but erodes all living beings, for this world, I am afraid that it is not just affecting the system to cook.

"The system will continue to monitor the black fog, if the physical method is still unable to effectively control it, the host needs to go to the farm and pasture to clear the black fog, the time is at least a week later, the deadline is not determined, depending on the host's removal efficiency." The system reaches the road.

"By the way, I'll help you clean up the black fog, and it can be regarded as working for you, right? How is the salary calculated? McGonagall raised an eyebrow.

"Host, you're not right! How can this work for me, it's a job to maintain the ingredient supply chain at McMie, not for the system. ”

"I don't care, when the time comes, when we meet the black fog, let's calculate it according to the volume, clear 1 cubic centimeter, you give me 1 copper coin, the price is very fair, right? That's a black fog that even a great and powerful system like yours can't solve. ”

"Speaking of which, it seems to be the truth, the black fog is indeed very stubborn, and the drug resistance is getting stronger and stronger, even if this system is known to exist for 500 million years, there is no way to completely remove it......" The system groaned, and seemed to be a little shaken.

"Then it's settled." McGonagall turned into the side alley, ripping off the beard from her face and the oversized robe she was wearing.

Barbara then took off her veil and cape, put it in the bag handed by McGonagall, and resumed her daily outfit.

"Do you know the leader of the Night Elves today? Is that the super beautiful princess? Barbara followed McGonagall out of the alley, took two quick steps alongside McGonagall, and asked curiously.

"She came to the restaurant for dinner." McGonagall nodded.

Barbara's eyes lit up and she said with anticipation, "Then will she come to McMie's today?" Phyllis and Shiryl are back, and she seems to be on good terms with them. ”

"I don't know, you seem to be looking forward to her coming?" McGonagall raised her eyebrows slightly, looking at Barbara with some surprise, Ah Zi had already gone to pick up Irina, she was naturally coming to the restaurant today, but it shouldn't be during the day.

"Of course, I like her so much!" Barbara nodded immediately, her eyes full of adoring little stars.

"Are you supposed to ......" McGonagall showed a little vigilance in her eyes, and hesitated, "Camilla didn't do anything to you on the way, did she?" ”

"She's flying and flying by my collar, and she's about to freeze me like a dog." Barbara rolled her eyes, didn't want to recall, and said with some excitement: "Don't you see, is that Her Royal Highness the princess super cool, like a queen, so that everyone wants to surrender to her." ”

"Perhaps." McGonagall nodded slightly, with a smile on her lips, it seemed quite cool to hear others praise his daughter-in-law like this.

"You don't have to think about it, her man is a super powerful knight, riding a cool purple griffin to save her, although you can't see the face, it must be a very majestic man." Barbara clenched her hands into fists in her heart, as if she was still immersed in the scene of the knight reaching out to Irina, then looked up at McGonagall and sighed, "You're far from him." ”

"yes, there's no comparison." McGonagall nodded approvingly, she really couldn't compare to herself.

But it seems that Irina is indeed very attractive, and it can make Barbara, who has always worked hard to play a tsundere role, become a little fan girl, and it's a little cute.

Barbara glanced at McGonagall, and seemed to feel that her words were a little heavier, and coughed dryly, "I mean, you are really far inferior to him." But compared to ordinary men, you can still be considered okay. ”

After saying that, Barbara added: "Of course, I want to reiterate, this is not what I like about you. ”

"yes, I don't like kids either." McGonagall patted Barbara on the head and strode away with a smile.

"Humph! I'm not a child! I'm already a woman! Barbara looked at McGonagall's back, stamped her foot in annoyance, looked down at her breasts, and muttered, "It's that big!" ”