"The fragrance of the whole field, the voice of praise is endless, I am the first time I saw those noble people eating so rude, but could not bear to put down the chopsticks." A palace lady in charge of serving in front of Hayman, some excited and incredible said .

Heyman couldn’t help but admire: "Mr. McGonagall is Mr. McGonagall, worthy of his reputation."

The most worrying thing about this occasion is whether the guests at the main banquet are satisfied. The guests from all tribes have different preferences and habits. Even the experienced chefs can not fully satisfy everyone.

But today, McGonagall did it, breaking the gap between habit and preference with the ultimate deliciousness, and turning this feast into a carnival.

“Is it finished?” Heyman asked.

"Previously there was the last finale, which ended when it was finished." The palace lady thought about it.

"The couple's lungs..." Heyman's smile gradually converges. Romeo and Juliet are not strangers to him. They are a kind of kind and noble people. They like fine dishes and are very friendly to everyone. If it doesn't happen. If they are in rebellious, they should not be left behind.

"Go, be careful, the last dish, never go wrong." Hayman raised his hand and let the palace lady go.

The ladies lifted the last dish and Hayman slowly walked to the No. 1 kitchen, preparing to knock at the door, and McGonagall just pushed the door out.

"Hayman is in charge, so smart, I just wanted to find you." McGonagall looked at Hayman.

"Oh? What happened to Mr. McGonagall looking for me?" Heyman asked with a smile.

Meg smiled and said: "The dishes have all been put together, the tribal chief's seal ceremony is rare, and it is also a big family like the Fak tribe, so I want to bring the children and the girls to see the world, the ceremony and the seal, I don't know. Can you?"

"Today's dinner is very successful. The nobles of all ethnic groups are full of praise for the dishes you have made. Since the dishes are already on the table, if you want to go to the ceremony, I can report them up and take you to the past." Haiman laughs Nodded.

"There is Laughman's supervisor." McGonagall said, showing a bit of excitement.

Heyman probe glanced into the kitchen and hesitated: "The couple..."

"They walked very peacefully." McGonagall smiled.

"That's good...that's good..." Heyman looked at McGonagall, nodding his head in a complicated way, turning and leaving.

"The couple have been successfully transferred, and the guys in the alley behind are also handled." Barbara appeared behind McGonagall and said softly.

McGonagall nodded slightly, and whispered softly: "Good, get ready to go to the ceremony, if there is a chance, we still have to try."

"Father, what is the powder you just put into the grilled fish?" Amy asked at McGonagall, some curious.

"A drug, in order to make our enemies easier to deal with a little medicine." Meg smiled and explained that he only gave cephalosporin to the grilled fish that covered their table, with an average of ten Strength and physical fitness, that amount can only help Hannah's wine, making them more likely to get drunk.

In addition to saving Judyan, Meg's more important goal tonight is to find out the roots of black fog and eradicate it.

He must ensure that he has sufficient control over the field when he performs this task. It is a very good way to reduce the strength of the opponent.

Tonight, black fog is greater than everything, so he can do whatever he wants.

"The ugly duckling is covered with a black cloth bag, don't be seen by others." McGonagall touched a black pocket and covered the ugly duckling directly, leaving only half of his head to exhale.

"喵呜~?~" The ugly duckling looked up at Meg, with some doubts.

"Ugly duckling, I will do it as I teach you, come back and give you a single grilled fish, don't put peppers." Maggie smiled and looked at the ugly duckling.

╰(*°▽°*)╯

"Hey~" The eyes of the ugly duckling lit up the little stars.

Hayman's arrangement was very fast. About ten minutes later, McGonagall took a bright black carriage and slowly drove towards the venue.

McGonagall picked up a corner of the car and looked out. There were not many pedestrians on the street. Instead, an orc soldier stood at every 20 meters or so. The protection was very strict.

There were three car check-ups along the way, but Heyman should have applied for a pass order for them, and all of them had passed the check and passed.

"Come on." The carriage stopped, and there were some hard voices and noisy arguments from the driver.

McGonagall came out of the curtain, the carriage stopped at the periphery of the venue, in front of the crowd of black people, and then there were dozens of clusters of bonfires, and the whole venue was illuminated.

The banquet is nearing the end, and the palace lady has begun to withdraw the dishes, which means that the seal will begin soon.

The coachman looked serious: "According to the regulations, you can only watch the ceremony here, you can't walk around, I will supervise your actions all the time. If there is any violation, I will..."

"Hey!"

With a muffled sound, the driver who had not finished talking was stuffed into the carriage.

"Let's go, let's go and see." McGonagall parked the carriage on the side of a lot of carriages, and some people who looked at him with amazement, said that they were heading toward the front of the crowd.

"Wow, I feel that the boss is getting more and more handsome." Yabei Mia whispered and Elizabeth said.

Elizabeth frowned slightly, looking at Meg's back and revealing some thoughts. She always felt familiar, but couldn't say it. The man in the mask unconsciously emerged.

Barbara opened the way with space, allowing them to easily squeeze into the front row, occupying a good viewing position.

“Have you found her?” McGonagall whispered on the intercom.

"I haven't found Connie's trace yet, I will continue to stare." Camilla's voice soon sounded.

"Pay attention to safety." McGonagall reminded, looking at the figure wearing orange armor, slowly walking towards the high platform.

No need to introduce, this is inevitably the protagonist of today's Jiafeng Grand Code, and the monarchs are covered.

Regardless of the appearance, the orange armor has already made McGonagall sigh, and it has a taste of orange in the orange.

Of course, what makes McGonagai more concerned is whether there is a black mist on his body?

In the heart of McGonagall, Gary is currently the first suspect.

"There is indeed a black mist and evil atmosphere on his body, but it is much weaker than Berg and Alfred. It may be related to black and dark fog." Ignatius's voice sounded in Meg's earphones.

Dad's Alien Restaurant

Dad's Alien Restaurant