The orcs, the Falk Tribe.
"Chief, according to the news from the various capture teams, we still haven't found any traces of Princess Connie." An orc quickly walked into a cave, and respectfully reported to the tall and skinny orc sitting on the high seat.
"Useless!" Gary grabbed the plate next to him and smashed it at that orc. He angrily said, "A bunch of useless fellows. You can't even catch a little lass. What use do I have for you?!"
That orc's head was smashed by the stone plate until it was bleeding, but he didn't dare to dodge or take a step back. He knelt on the ground and didn't dare to move.
"So be it if we didn't catch her. She's just a useless lass. What can she do?" Gary quickly calmed down, and revealed a smug smile. "I will be the real chief of the Falk Tribe in a few days' time. After killing my adorable nephew, I will be the only successor."
…
Meg woke up early in the morning, and reached out to turn off the ringing alarm clock at the side. He quickly got up and washed up before changing into a clean chef's suit. He stood in front of the mirror and tidied his hair. After making sure that everything looked neat and tidy, he went downstairs to prepare breakfast for everyone.
Everyone came to the dining room one after another. During breakfast, Meg looked at everyone, and said, "Before we eat, I have something to discuss with everyone. I would like to know if anyone has any suggestions."
"Is Father going to make something new again?" Amy asked curiously.
Everyone also looked at Meg curiously. He seemed to be releasing new products quite frequently recently.
"No, it's about Connie." Meg shook his head with a smile, and raised his hand to gesture to Connie, who was sitting at the side.
Connie stood up and waved at everyone stiffly before sitting down again.
Meg didn't understand why she was doing that awkwardly, but he still continued, "Connie came to look for me yesterday. She said she was leaving."
"Leaving? Where to? Are you going home? "Barbara looked at Connie nervously. Their relationship had been pretty good recently.
"Yes, Connie. Where are you going?" Mia and the rest also looked at Connie with concern.
"I …" Connie opened her mouth. She looked at everyone, but didn't know where to start.
Meg raised his hand to signal for everyone to be quiet for now, and then said, "Let me say it. It's like this …"
He briefly told everyone what had happened to Connie, and how she wanted to return to the Falk Tribe to save her elder brother, as well as how she killed her father's murderer.
After hearing Mag's words, the restaurant fell silent instantly. Everyone was looking at Connie with pity, but they didn't know how to console her at that moment.
"I thought it was something big. Now that we have a target, a plan, and a time, we can just fight back." Irina scooped up a spoonful of tofu pudding and took a sip before looking at Connie. "Can't beat them? Let me help you..
. "Connie looked up at Irina with sparkling eyes. She had the urge to kowtow to her.
"Don't, don't, don't do that now. We have to be harmonious." Meg quickly stopped her. She almost ruined the plan.
"Yes, it's just a jerk uncle. There are many of them, but there are many people in our restaurant." Barbara nodded. She put her hand on Connie's shoulder, and seriously said, "I'll help you beat him up, too!"
"I-I want to go too." Gina raised her hand.
"If all of you want to go, then count me in," Camilla said calmly as she picked up her congee with pork and century egg.
Mia raised her hand, and said, "Although I'm not very powerful now, I can carry everyone there."
"I'm going too," Elizabeth said coldly. Y'lisabet said coldly. She had long wanted to beat up her bad uncle. She would just treat it as practice in advance.
Amy raised her hand, and said seriously, "Ai the Killer, ready."
"Everyone …" Connie looked at everyone who had expressed their opinions. Her eyes turned red, and tears were already glistening in her eyes.
Meg looked at everyone, and said, "Since everyone has expressed their opinions, Amy's will send a special operation team for Connie's brother's rescue mission. Jane, Raina, and Anna are non-combatants, so they won't be counted as combat units. As for the rest of you, we will design a plan to complete the rescue mission while protecting ourselves as much as possible."
"Boss, you're also a non-combatant, right?" Mia asked Meg.
Everyone looked at Meg. Although Meg had always given everyone the impression that he was wise and resourceful, in terms of combat ability, he was indeed just an ordinary person who knew how to cook.
"Er …" Meg murmured. It was all his fault for hiding his abilities. Now, it became a problem for him to prove that he wasn't incapable. He couldn't possibly reveal that he was Alex, right?
"Although he can't fight, his Verbal Cannon skill is comparable to three 10th-tier great magic casters," Irina said with a chuckle.
Everyone thought for a while, and actually nodded. In terms of reasoning, no one could win against the boss.
"…" Meg.
What could he do? He was also in despair.
His qualification to participate in the battle was actually obtained through his Verbal Cannon skill.
"As the second largest orc tribe, although the Falk Tribe's strength has decreased after the coup, they still have three 10th-tier powerhouses. We only have a few days left to prepare, and we need to come up with a complete plan. Do not tell anyone about this. Everyone, remember," Meg said seriously to everyone.
After the morning service, Meg rode his bicycle to the city lord's castle.
After the guard announced his arrival, he was quickly invited into the city lord's castle, and brought to Michael's office.
"Princess Irina just left. I didn't expect you to come, Mr. Mak." Michael stood up from behind the desk, and chuckled at Meg.
Meg's lips twitched. This sly old fox was implying something, but he still calmly said, "Is that so? I didn't hear the princess say she was coming to the city lord's castle during breakfast this morning. "
Michael gestured for Meg to take a seat, and smilingly said, "Mr. Mak, you might not know this, but Princess Irina did something big yesterday. She came to buy a huge piece of land from me this morning, and is going to move 20,000 elves to Chaos City to stay there."
"This is a good thing for Chaos City. After all, other cities don't even have the chance to bring in talented elves. It's rather rare to see someone come to us on her own accord, and even buy her own land to build her own house," Meg also said with a smile.
"Yes. The city lord's castle happened to be short of money to build the railway recently. Princess Irina is really helping us in our hour of need." Michael nodded in agreement.
"City Lord, I'm not here to buy land today. I'm here to talk to you about the Falk Tribe." Meg didn't continue to joke with Michael, and went straight to the point.
Michael also stopped smiling, and asked Meg, "Has Mr. Mak thought of any good ideas?"
"I need a legitimate reason to let Mamy's employees appear at the Falk Tribe's chief's coronation ceremony," Meg said softly.
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