The next morning, Meg and the rest successfully boarded the Falk Tribe's 7th-tier Golden Armored Condor, and embarked on their return journey.
Irina had sent him a message last night. She would be returning with the ladies she had saved from the sea of fire, and would not be going back with them.
When he was with Connie this morning, she told them which tribes in the Twilight Forest were in trouble last night. She even sent all the elven maids in the tribe to the Falk Tribe, and asked for their help to hand them over.
There probably wouldn't be any orcs who were proud of keeping elven maids in the Twilight Forest for a very long time.
After all … those fellows who were showing off last night were all crying at home now.
Compared to killing them all, the deterrence effect of this move was indeed much stronger.
"This … is very Irina." Meg raised his eyebrows, and subconsciously clamped his legs together.
As for Hannah's brewing machines and cellar wine, Meg could only help her dispose of them on the spot. The machines were dismantled and sold as scrap metal, while the cellar rum was packaged and sold to the nobles in the city.
This made Hannah's heart ache, but she was already sure that she wouldn't be coming back, so she didn't object to this method.
"Father brought back another beautiful big sister after this trip," Amy mumbled softly as she looked at Hannah, who was sitting at the side.
Meg happened to hear that, and his lips twitched. He smiled, and explained, "Big Sister Hannah is a very impressive brewer. She might be working with all of you in the restaurant for some time."
"I am Hannah. I hope everyone can take care of me." Hannah stood up, and greeted everyone formally shyly.
"Hello, Hannah. I am Mia …"
Everyone introduced themselves, and got to know each other.
These big sisters are all so beautiful, and their personalities are so good. This is great … Hannah, who was originally worried that she wouldn't be able to fit in, was now very excited. She was also looking forward to the new life that was about to come.
"Let's take a rest first. Although the Golden Armored Condor is faster, we can only reach Chaos City in the afternoon for lunch." Meg smiled and said to everyone. He had already laid down comfortably on the recliner and closed his eyes to rest.
The trip to the Falk Tribe was completed successfully, and the outcome was rather satisfactory.
However, the existence of the black fog and the Great Old One made him feel like there was a needle in his back.
Since the other party did not intend to remain silent and wallow in depravity, a battle with this world was inevitable.
A single force would not be able to deal with such a calamity and opponent. They needed more allies, or even the power of the entire world, to deal with the Great Old Ones.
How to make those fellows who were only thinking about conquering the world understand the perilous situation that the Norland Continent was in, and how to make them agree to compromise and form an alliance was a very troublesome problem.
"In comparison, cooking is really a relaxing and enjoyable thing." Meg sighed in his heart. He had thought that he had obtained the God of Cooking's script, but now he realized that things were not that simple.
"Miss Hannah, what's in your little gourd?"
"This is the most precious aged base wine. It's stored here after my grandfather brewed it 50 years ago. There are 15 barrels …"
…
When it was close to noon, Chaos City appeared in everyone's sight.
After spending an entire morning together, Hannah had already become familiar with all the ladies.
With Mia's passionate guidance, Hannah's integration process was very smooth. She was no longer as distant and restrained as she was when they first met in the morning.
"Is that Chaos City? What a huge city! "Hannah looked at that square city in the distance, and her eyes gradually widened in disbelief.
She had gained a lot of knowledge along the way. She saw the vast mountains and rivers outside the Falk Tribe, as well as some big and small towns.
However, those towns could only be considered as small villages compared to this huge city in front of her.
Even if the entire Falk Tribe was put in, they would only be able to occupy a small corner.
"Yes. That's Chaos City, the place where we will live in the future." Mia smiled. She was not much better than Hannah when she saw this scene for the first time in space.
"How many people live here?" Hannah asked curiously.
"I heard there are more than a million, but it should be more than that," Hannah said after some thought.
"More than a million …" Hannah covered her mouth. The Falk Tribe only had 50,000 people, which was already considered a big tribe in the Twilight Forest. However, there were more than a million people living in this city. What a terrifying number!
The Golden Armored Condor stopped outside the city. Meg got down, and instructed everyone before turning to leave. "You all can go back first. I have something to settle first. I will be back soon to make lunch for you all."
"Let's go, Hannah. Let's go back to the restaurant first." Mia held Hannah's hand, and everyone followed them into the city.
…
In the secret chamber, Rolan held Meg's hand, and solemnly said, "We have already received the detailed information. Mr. Meg has completed his mission perfectly, and made a huge contribution to world peace."
As for the orcs, they had already lost control after Isaiah was killed by the rebellion. They were unable to stop Auster from unifying the Twilight Forest, and then leading the orcs to become the initiators of war.
Meanwhile, Meg's trip this time had shattered Auster's conspiracy and plans, and allowed the Falk Tribe to return to the control of the peacemakers. He allowed the Twilight Forest to become controllable, and undoubtedly pulled the orcs back from the brink of war.
"You're too kind, My Lord. This is the result of everyone's hard work in the restaurant." Meg smiled humbly. However, his smile quickly disappeared, and he looked at Rolan as he lowered his voice, and said, "However, our reward for this trip is not just this. It's just that this reward might not make us happy."
"This is?" Rolan looked at the stone box that Meg took out from his pocket.
"This is a sculpture that Rex got from the Urba Tribe over 300 years ago when they were slaughtering each other after being controlled by the devil." Meg passed the stone box to Rolan, and reminded him, "Don't stare at its eyes. It might be dangerous."
Rolan's expression became serious when he heard that. There were many descriptions of the devil in the secret report, and Meg said that this thing was related to the devil, and it was related to the massacre of the Urba Tribe back then. It was probably an extremely ominous object.
He received the stone box with both hands, and then placed it on the table. He took a deep breath, and opened the stone box.
The palm-sized sculpture gave off an extremely huge and terrifying feeling. Just one look at that pair of blood-red eyes was enough to make one's soul tremble. It was as if some terrifying existence was staring at it.
"This … This is?" Rolan quickly retracted his gaze, and looked at Meg in shock.
"The devil, or … the Great Old One."
Meg's voice was calm, and he felt that his throat was a little dry.
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