"Millet, if you eat well, go to the upstairs for a while with the ugly duckling. Take it to the upstairs for dinner today. The small dish on the outside of the room is the food for it tonight." The delicious rice bowl was put down and I watched Amy smile.

"Is it a special preparation for the father?" Amy’s eyes suddenly lit up.

"Yes." McGonagall nodded.

"Well!" Amy nodded happily. He took a simmered simmered chicken casserole bowl and slid it down. He slid off the chair and picked up the ugly duckling on the counter. He said, "Ugly duckling, you are at noon today. It seems that I can't eat the super delicious yellow pheasant. Let's see what the father has prepared for you."

McGonagall followed Amy to the corner of the counter, and then looked up at Barzel, who came into the door, and got up and nodded: "Come."

"You should know why we came." Barzel's sharp eyes stared at McGonagall's eyes, like an eagle's eyes.

A person can still eat so calmly after killing people. He does not show any fear or fear. Generally there is only one possibility that he has killed many people.

Barzel has been in the Grey Temple for 20 years and has personally captured many murderers, but there has never been a calmer like McGonagall, no fear, no excitement, and calmness. Things are unremarkable.

McGonagall glanced at the 'patrol' silver-gold embroidery on Barzel's chest. The first time he arrived was the patrol squad patrolling the Aden Square. He looked up and looked at Barzel's eyes. The meaning of dodging, slightly nodded: "Things happen in my restaurant, I will cooperate with the investigation of the Grey Temple."

As the management institution of the chaotic city, the Grey Temple consists of the Inspection Department, the Guarding Division, and the Ducha Division, which are responsible for daily law and order, food and urban defense, and penal supervision.

The uniforms are similar to those of Jinyiwei. They are gray robes, black trousers, and no fancy flying fish. They only have four rings on the back that are tailed by a comet-like magic ball. This is the symbol of the Grey Temple.

The embroidered words on the chest indicate the belonging department, and the black leather boots are all under the feet. The knight's waist is equipped with a standard sword. The magician is the gray magician's robes, and the magic wand is not required.

"The deceased is a knight, so this event level has been transferred to the third level. I hope that you can tell the story before what happened. Everything you say will be recorded and become Chen Tang." Zell nodded and looked at Meg seriously.

"Things are as you can see, the restaurant is closed today. I have dinner with my staff and my daughter in the restaurant that is locked in the door. During the meal, suddenly someone smashed the door of the restaurant with a sword and magic, a gangster and a sword A magician gangster rushed into the restaurant and beat the restaurant while threatening the personality and safety of my father and daughter.

In the case of the first shot, my daughter Amy, in self-defense, cast two magical fireballs that were not skilled enough to knock the two men out of the restaurant, and then found that the two gangsters next to the carriage tried to use the carriage. Shocking the restaurant, I was afraid of it and lost a fireball to them. McGonagall raised his finger and looked out the door. "The result is that." ”

"Killing, in the city of chaos is not a trivial matter." Bazel's eyes slightly picked up, McGonagall's expression is very concise, the cause of the whole incident is very clear and organized, and everything is simple in a few sentences. I took it out of him and all fell on the little girl.

The power of the fireball is not to be evaluated, but the guy who died at the door, the fatal injury is not caused by the fireball, and McGonagall does not mention the chopsticks. This kind of rhetoric can't pass.

"Kill the individual, be a fart." A hoarse voice came from outside the door.

"A fart! Count a fart!" A screaming voice followed some of the screams.

"Let's go! Who..." A patrol board sipped his face and turned around to see Julian, who didn't know when he was standing at the door with a birdcage. His face changed and his back was hard to swallow. These days, Bazer has repeatedly confessed, and must not provoke the humpback grandfather.

"Who is arrogant?" Black charcoal headed out of the cage and asked a pair of small eyes at the team member. The provocation was full.

"I...I..." The team watched the black crow, who was covered in hairlessness, and was so angry that he could hold the long sword at the waist. I remembered the frosty dragon that flew on that day. After all, I didn't dare to pull it out.

"Know that you are right." Black charcoal took back his head with satisfaction.

"Killing, in the city of chaos, is a big event, this is the rule of the Grey Temple." Bazel turned back to Julian, seriously said that although he was only a five-level knight, but did not mean to retreat, gray The rules of the temple are unquestionable in the city of chaos.

"This sentence, you can let Roland come to me and say, my old guy, this life is the least like rules, if you want to rule me to bind me, I will be interested in destroying it." Julian's smile Gradually cruel, the air seems to have cooled a lot.

Bazer's face changed slightly, but his hand was holding a long sword at the waist, guarding the glory of the Grey Temple and the Knights. He was not afraid of sacrifice and death.

"The Lord asked me to ask the generals of Julian. He said that after waiting for the gray temple in this time, he must have a cup of tea with you." At this moment, Bradley took a bit of gasp. The sound of the sound, fast stepping door to stand between Barzel and Julian, smiled and looked at Julian, put his hand behind the pendulum, indicating Bazer returned.

"I am afraid that I am too busy this year?" Julian's smile was a bit ridiculous.

"There are a lot of things in the Grey Temple recently, but when you are busy, you are sure to have something to do. Are you coming here?" A drop of sweat slipped from Bradley's cheek, and the smile was a little stubborn. What is this? He was an old man, and he was sinned every day. He thought that there was nothing to do today. He followed Julian to Aden Square to have a meal. It was also good to prevent this ice fire from meeting and playing. I didn’t expect the restaurant to have an accident.

Fortunately, he arrived in time, Julian's temper is notoriously unpredictable, if suddenly angry, a magic is enough to ruin everyone here.

"Well, it's okay, I just heard that someone is going to kill my gangster, to see who is so big, if it doesn't die, come over and give him a knife." Julian smiled and shook his head, smiled a little cold. Oh, the sound is colder like the bones that can freeze people.

Barzel and others were subconsciously taking a step back and changing their face. They suddenly felt that if they had been shot by Julian, the four outsiders would have been cool.

"Little genius like Amy, if someone has this intention, this should be." Bradley suddenly understood why Julian was so angry, the monkey just said to him that the Mai Mi restaurant was dead. This matter is also related to the boss's daughter.

"I heard that someone wants to kill my apprentice?" Just then, another voice rang from the door.