"It turns out that Master Evan is preparing for intermediate magic, not deliberately trying to watch the play from the sidelines, and has he even mastered intermediate magic? It's really amazing! Eva watched Evan's eyes brighten again, and the previous disappointment was swept away, and she looked at McGonagall and said, "That's it, why are you an outsider pointing fingers at us in the Rose Mercenary Regiment, how can Mage Evan be the kind of person you say!" ”

McGonagall glanced at Eva, the woman was hopeless, and she was sold and happily gave the number of money.

"Alright, that's it, keep going, we're going to get to the Misty Valley by noon." Xavier stood in the middle, looked into Eva's eyes and said seriously: "Eva, it was Mr. McGonagall who saved you just now, and you should be a person who should be grateful to you, this is the basic character of a mercenary, and it is also the code that our Rose Mercenary Group has always pursued, I hope you can still remember it." ”

"I'm ......" Eva looked into Sivir's gaze, opened her mouth, and finally lowered her head.

Evan glanced at Xavier, and then turned directly to get into the carriage, and glanced at McGonagall fiercely out of the corner of his eye, and also closed his eyes and said no more.

The other mercenaries also got into the carriage, and none of them commented on the unpleasant episode.

"Brother McGonagall, do you want me to help you get this mink off? I'm good at this. Sam stepped forward, looked at McGonagall and smiled.

"Don't bother Brother Sam, as a chef, I'm pretty good at this." McGonagall smiled and shook her head, for Sivir's sake, she didn't bother to continue to talk about it, what does it have to do with scumbags and hurting each other, she pulled out the sharp cattle slaughtering knife at her waist, and the tip of the knife wandered on the purple gold mink, and an intact mink was quickly picked off by him, and there was no blood on the fur, and there was no excess flesh on the back.

The golden fur was soft and smooth, not prickly at all, and a vivid purple color stretched from the middle to the tail, spreading to the sides, with a metallic bright sheen.

The price of an ordinary purple gold sable in the market is about 500 gold coins, and the price of such a perfect mutated purple gold sable is at least a thousand gold coins, and it can even be sold for more.

McGonagall is also quite short of money, and the restaurant makes hundreds of thousands of copper coins less a day off from work, so she will naturally not be polite to such a windfall.

"It's amazing, it's cleaner than me, it's no problem to sell it directly, and it can definitely be sold at a good price." Sam looked at the mink in McGonagall's hand and exclaimed, rinsing McGonagall's hands and knife with the water bladder.

"Thank you." McGonagall climbed into the carriage with the mink and the skinned purple gold sable, and sat down in the corner with Amy in her arms again, and the carriage continued along the road.

Eva glanced at the purple sable with bloody skin, and subconsciously retracted her legs, with a little fear and worry in her eyes, if this guy forced her to eat this terrible big mouse, then what should she do.

"Brother McGonagall, did you bring this purple gold sable to eat it at noon today?" Dennis asked curiously.

"Yes, there is a plan, but a young lady just said that if the ugly duckling can catch this mouse, she will eat it raw, so I have to ask this young lady what he thinks before I can decide if we have a good taste to eat, after all, she ordered it first." McGonagall looked at Eva with a smile like the uncle next door who asked if you wanted to eat fruit: "Are you right, Miss Eva?" ”

But this smile looked like a devil's smile in Eva's eyes, and the bloody appearance of the peeled purple gold sable made her want to gag, even if she was ready, she didn't want to touch it, let alone eat it raw, and now she regretted it the most was what she had just said.

"I don't want it, I don't want to eat this horrible thing." Eva shook her head, her face slightly pale in refusal.

"Flat-chested young lady, you disappointed me like this, how can you talk and not count, I still want to know if this big rat is good to eat raw." Amy hugged the ugly duckling and looked at Eva with a disappointed expression.

Eva's face turned red, but compared to eating raw purple gold mink, losing a little face was nothing, so she still insisted on shaking her head.

"In this way, we have a good mouth at noon today." McGonagall said with a smile, looking at the fleshy purple gold sable, and also had some anticipation.

In his previous life, he had eaten roasted bamboo rats, and the fragrant and delicious taste made him still remember deeply, and the meat quality of this purple gold sable was obviously better than that of countless bamboo rats, and if it was roasted, it should taste good.

With countless practices in the Chef's Proving Grounds, and mastery of heat and seasoning, McGonagall is now confident that she can grill different types of meat, and while not all of them can be as top-notch as the kebabs, they shouldn't be too bad.

"It's the first time I've heard of roasted purple marten, but there are ten of us here, I'm afraid one purple marten is not enough to eat, or we'll get a few more prey on the way, what do you think we need?" Dennis looked at McGonagall and smiled.

"If you can, it's better beef." McGonagall said without thinking.

"Is it okay to have a regular bison?" Sam asked.

"Yes." McGonagall nodded.

"That's easy, there is a buffalo ridge on the way to the Misty Valley, and there are most bison there, I'll get you one when the time comes." Sam said with a smile.

"Then there will be labor." McGonagall's eyes lit up, and the greatest advantage of being with an experienced hunter was that he knew where and what prey.

The ugly duckling lay in Amy's arms for a while, and then climbed onto the purple gold mink and rolled over, seemingly liking the mink, or showing off his trophies.

Passing by a mountain, Sam stopped the carriage and went into the forest with Dennis, and it wasn't long before Dennis came out of the bushes with a large black bison with four legs, and the bison stared at a pair of frightened eyes, and was stunned on Dennis's back.

"Captain, it's the Misty Valley not far ahead, why don't we go over after lunch." Dennis threw the bison to the ground and looked at Sivir.

"Okay." Sivir glanced at the big bison, which it would take a lot of time to deal with.

"There's a mountain spring ahead, let's deal with this cow over there." McGonagall got up and looked around and pointed to a mountain spring not far away on the side of the road, a small stream flowing slowly by the side of the road, and there was a rather large pool at the mouth of the mountain spring, and the clear mountain spring reflected the clear blue sky.

"Okay." Dennis lifted the buffalo with one hand and walked in the direction of the mountain spring.

The carriage also drove forward and stopped beside the mountain spring.

"Brother McGonagall, do you need us to help you slaughter this cow?" Dennis kicked over the buffalo as it tried to get up, and looked at McGonagall and smiled.

"No need, just help get some dry firewood if you can, and I'll take care of the rest." McGonagall shook her head, jumped out of the carriage and walked towards the buffalo, holding down the horns of the buffalo that was shaking its head, and the cattle slaughtering knife in her right hand slashed neatly across the buffalo's neck, blood spurting out, and looking up at Evan sitting in the carriage.

Evan also happened to look at McGonagall, the eyes of the two met in mid-air, he felt that his heart seemed to stagnate for three seconds, in his eyes he felt the killing intent, obviously it was just a cow that died, but it made him inexplicably have a trace of fear.

"Eva, aren't you going to get out of the car?" Sivir jumped out of the carriage and looked at Eva sitting in the corner and asked.

"I'm going to eat dry food at noon today, and I'm definitely not going to eat rat meat, let alone the food that guy makes." Eva shook her head and said decisively.