After the operating hours, Meg brought the two children back to Chaos City via the flying restaurant overnight.
The flying restaurant shrunk and stopped at Mamy's balcony. The spiral staircase was lowered, and Meg carried Amy, who was already asleep, down. Anne followed behind with her sketchbook.
Recently, the little fellow was obsessed with creating, and refused to sleep until 11 or 12.
"Why did you come back overnight?" Irina walked out of the room, and looked at Meg in surprise.
"I couldn't sleep well without you," Meg said with a smile.
"Heh." Irina rolled her eyes at him. He was the one who really couldn't sleep well tonight.
"Anne, go to sleep after you finish this page." Meg stared at Anne, and settled the two children down.
"Take a shower first. You reek of smoke and alcohol." Irina raised her hand to stop Meg from leaning forward.
"Together?"
"No."
Meg took a hot shower. After exercising for a while, he lay on the big round bed and stretched comfortably.
Speaking of which, Mamy's was indeed the most comfortable place to stay.
"Is there a problem with the Night Elves?" Meg asked Irina, who was leaning on his chest.
"N-nothing …" Irina panted slightly. "I talked to Michael, and we plan to participate in tomorrow's meeting in the name of the Night Elves."
"I'm afraid that old witch Helena is going to flare up," Meg said with a smile. He could already imagine Helena's expression.
"This is no longer something she can decide. At least, I'm not representing the elves," Irina said nonchalantly.
"However, since we're going to form an alliance and form an allied army, we have to choose a leader to command the allied army. What do you think about this?" Irina looked up at Meg with a serious expression.
Meg thought carefully for a while, then shook his head and said, "At present, there seems to be no one who can convince the masses. Even the dragons can't choose a leader, let alone the allied forces of the major races."
"If that's the case, I'm afraid that even if we form an alliance, we'll still be in a state of disunity," Irina said worriedly.
Meg nodded with a solemn expression. They were facing Cthulhu and an undead army that was fearless and resolute in carrying out orders.
If they were in a state of disunity, they would have no chance of winning this war.
There were always conflicts of interest between the various races, and there were even grudges that were difficult to resolve. It was already extremely benevolent of them not to stab each other in the back.
At this time, if there weren't strict rules for the various races to fight together, and if there wasn't a strong commander who could convince the masses, this battle would have been lost from the beginning.
"I think the only candidate is you." Irina looked at Meg with a burning gaze.
"Me?"
"Yes. There's no one more suitable than you now." Irina nodded. "Be it luring the lightning to battle Cthulhu outside of Chaos City, or becoming a free person after breaking off ties with the Roth Empire, and having sufficient strength and charisma, you're the most suitable candidate."
"Is it really as good as you say?" Meg stroked his chin, and really thought about it seriously.
"Actually, this is also something that Michael mentioned to me today. If the allied forces are in a state of disunity, this war will definitely be a disaster." Irina looked into Meg's eyes, and nodded with certainty. "Now, the Norland Continent needs you."
Meg really fell into deep thought now …
It wasn't that he was afraid, but he was worried that his ability wasn't enough to lead such a large-scale war, not to mention such a complicated situation.
Even the experience that Alex left for him was limited to the small-scale wars with the orcs at the borders. Let's play.
However, looking at Irina's encouraging and expectant gaze, and the current stalemate, he really couldn't bring himself to reject her.
They really didn't have a choice.
"Alright, I'll stand up."
Meg nodded.
Irina smiled, and pressed her red lips against his again.
"Again?"
…
The next morning, Meg asked Amy to go to the dormitory to call Yabemiya and the rest over for breakfast.
Meanwhile, he prepared a huge table of breakfast early in the morning.
"Boss, you're finally back!" Yabemiya said in surprise as she walked in with Amy in her arms, and looked at Meg, who was still busy in the kitchen.
Angela followed them in, and excitedly said, "A familiar smell. Is the life of having a delicious breakfast starting again?"
"Boss, Anne." Jane greeted them with a smile.
Hannah came in with a bottle of wine, and waved it at Meg as she said, "Boss, my wine is ready to leave the factory. Do you want to try it?"
"It's early in the morning, so I won't be drinking." Meg came out of the kitchen with a row of steamers, took the wine from Hannah's hand, and placed it on the counter.
He didn't doubt Hannah's winemaking skills at all. Since she was sure that the wine was ready to leave the factory, it must be good wine.
It seemed that the wine market was going to welcome a new barbarian, a barbarian who could sell large quantities of wine and maintain high quality.
"What's this? It's round and looks so cute. Is this a new breakfast you created? "Yabemiya asked curiously as she looked at the soup dumplings in the steamer.
Everyone's attention was also attracted by the stack of steamers.
"These are soup dumplings. Father recently made them for breakfast. They're super delicious." Amy climbed onto her personal high stool, took a plate, and reached out to pick up a soup dumpling. "I'll teach you how to eat it."
Meg placed a steamer in front of everyone with three soup dumplings as the core of the breakfast.
Everyone watched as Amy picked up the soup dumpling and placed it on their plates shakily. Only then did they feel relieved.
Then, they saw her take a small bite on the side of the dumpling, sipping the soup in small mouthfuls. Finally, she finished the dumpling with the filling.
This seemingly ritualistic process caused everyone to stare in a daze.
"Have you all learned it?" Amy asked everyone as she licked the oil on her sweet lips.
"I really don't know what to do with you all. Then I'll demonstrate it again." Before anyone could answer, the little girl had already skillfully picked up the second soup dumpling and continued to teach them seriously.
Everyone smiled and followed Amy's example. They carefully picked up a soup dumpling and placed it on their plates. Then, they took small bites while it was still warm.
"These soup dumplings are too delicious! We can drink soup, eat meat, and eat the skin. It's perfect! "Yabemiya couldn't help but exclaim after finishing a soup dumpling.
"But … the soup is so hot … I feel like I can't feel my tongue …" Hannah stuck out her tongue with a sad expression.
"This is the tongue of a million winemakers. You have to cherish it," Angela reminded Hannah, who had just finished a soup dumpling elegantly.
"I can chill it for you." Amy smiled and reached out her hand. A ball of cold flame slowly rose.
"I'm done!" Hannah immediately retracted her tongue and shook her head in refusal.
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