Yinggewei closed the door of the Elven embassy. Looking at Sheryl, she said excitedly, "master bloom, do you really want to join the rebels? Once this matter is released, the patriarch will break up with you in order to keep the Bembili family. You will lose all your support. Although the royal highness of Princess Irina is superior, it is absolutely impossible to change what a slave is.

Sheryl calmly looked at ingway and said, "I just came to say goodbye to you. During this time, I'm sorry to take care of you. I'm gone."

Yinggewei looked at Sheryl who was about to open the door and frowned, "the patriarch sent me a secret letter last night, asking me to send you back."

"Do you think they did the right thing?" Cheryl held the doorknob and didn't turn back.

"I don't know right or wrong, but I know if you go, you'll die." Ingroway pursed.

"I know, you know." Sheryl opened the door, the sun fell on her, shining her brilliantly.

"I'll try not to die." With a smile on her face, Cheryl strode out.

Yinggewei raised his hand holding the magic wand, then slowly dropped it, and finally sighed heavily.

"If I were 100 years younger, I would be on my way too..."

"Freedom, the breath of youth..."

……

"Take care of the child. If I can't come back this time, tell her that my father died for freedom. This is our spirit."

A middle-aged elf tied the package to his body and gently kissed the elf in his sleep. Looking at the red eyed elf, he said.

"Come back alive, my child and I are waiting for you." The fairy hugged him tightly and said with red eyes.

"Take good care of yourself. If I don't come back, don't hurt yourself and find a good person to continue to live." The elf also gave her a strong hug and whispered in her ear.

"No, I'm just waiting for you." She shook her head with great force, especially in a firm voice.

……

The same thing happened in every corner of the chaotic city. Some of them were senior commanders in the grey temple and the Lord's mansion, some were shop owners in Aden square, and some were just workers in small workshops in the south of the city.

But because of a notice, they unloaded everything, carried their bags and bows, and embarked on the journey to the wind forest.

When I left the forest of wind, I didn't like the system that bound freedom.

Now the royal highness of Princess Irina has set up the banner of resistance. In order to remember the forest, they are willing to go through fire and water.

……

restaurant.

McGonagall looked at the people who had already arrived and said calmly, "Sheryl's gone. Let me say goodbye."

"She... Will come back." There was also a little red voice in Anna's eyes.

"How could she be like Sally and leave without saying a word..." abelmia said with some frustration.

The rest of the people were also in a low mood. During this period, they got along well with each other and cooperated well with each other in their work. Sheryl left suddenly, but she was still a little reluctant.

"Well, have breakfast first, and then get ready to open." McGonagall smiles, touches Anna's head, looks at Elizabeth and says, "Elizabeth, after Sheryl leaves, you need to replace the cleaning work. Can you finish it?"

"Well." Elizabeth nodded without much change in her expression.

"It's hard for you." McGonagall nodded, to Elizabeth eight strength, just do some cleaning work, natural or overqualified.

"Today, I have to show my heart to miss Sheryl. I hope this diamond ring can make her understand my heart." Constantine stood in the front of the line, clutching a delicate little box in his hand, thinking nervously, and peering into the dining room.

Although Miss Shelley didn't show much affection for him during this period of time, she could see him every day, at least she was familiar with him.

This day and night of Acacia, let his heart is like a roller coaster up and down.

He has no way to continue to live like this. Today, he has to show his heart to Sheryl.

Whether he is accepted or rejected, he wants a result, not an illusory hope.

Anxiously waiting, the door of the restaurant slowly opened. As usual, boss Mai stood at the door and said with a smile: "good morning, welcome to the Maimi restaurant."

The waiters stood on both sides of the aisle in the restaurant.

Constantine tidied up his clothes and looked into the door. There were familiar faces, but there was no Sheryl in them.

"No?" Constantine was stunned, and the crowd went in. He followed the crowd into the restaurant and looked around, including the kitchen. He still didn't see Shirley.

"Where's Miss Cheryl, Mr. McGonagall? Why isn't she here today? Did you ask for leave? " Constantine asked nervously, holding MEG on his way to the kitchen.

"She resigned and has left." McGonagall looked at Constantine, the man who insisted on coming to the restaurant every day to show his hospitality to Sheryl. He was also a regular customer of the restaurant.

"Quit and leave?" Constantine's face changed, the exquisite wooden box in his hand fell to the ground, and a purple gold gem ring fell out of the box, and the bright gem light was cut off by countless faces.

Constantine, who was stunned for a while, didn't take care of the gem ring. He grabbed MEG like the last straw and asked nervously, "well... Do you know where she went?"

"She didn't say, but she should have left the city of chaos by now." MEG shook his head.

"Have you left..." Constantine seemed to have been taken away all his strength, released his grip on Meg's hand, and walked towards the door dejectedly.

Some people, a turn will become a farewell.

He suddenly regretted it. If only he had courage yesterday.

Even if it's rejected.

He was also a man who let countless women follow him, rich and bright.

But in front of her, he is like a light pursuer, humbly hidden in the shadow.

McGonagall picked up the ring on the ground. When he looked up again, Constantine had disappeared at the door.

"Although there is no way to bless, there is no way to say anything. I don't know. I should be lucky." McGonagall looked at the ring in his hand, carefully put it back into the small box, and give it back to him next time. He should not be in a good mood today.

……

At the end of the morning, McGonagall began to teach Phyllis how to cook Yangzhou fried rice.

The cooking sequence, the control of the heat, the skills of stir frying... In fact, this is not a simple fried rice.

But Felice's talent is really good, and she likes to stand by and watch McGonagall cook, so she soon began to feel for it.

"System, I'm going to draw a prize."

McGonagall was lying on the couch at the door of the dining room, basking in the sun and turning on the turntable.

The past two days were so exciting that he almost forgot that he still had two prizes to draw.

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