Mag followed them up the stairs, and smilingly picked up Ugly Duckling, which had a grim look on its face, from the floor.

  He had no idea what species it was, and if it would really grow a pair of wings and turn into a white swan.

  However, its body was developing toward the round shape.

  After filling up the bathtub with hot water for the two little ones, and putting a few yellow ducklings and one Ugly Duckling in, Mag left the bathroom.

  The two little ones had already learned how to bathe themselves, and Anna was a very responsible big sister. She would take care of her little sister.

  Mag came out from the bathroom to see Irina standing in front of the room’s door. He approached her, and whispered, “The timing is fixed. Tomorrow at noon, the elves would have the ceremony to confer Sally as the new elf princess officially, and execute the Night Elves that were caught during this time.”


  “What do you think about it?” Irina asked.

  “If I’ve guessed correctly, this should be another plot against you. The news to execute the Night Elves was released by the Wind Forest deliberately. It’s to tell all the elves and the whole world their attitude and then see if you—who are deemed by the Night Elves their savior and spiritual leader—would appear at the ceremony to save all the Night Elves as they hope you would.”


  “Everyone knows that I will be going.”


  “Then this will be a trap that has been perfected. You most likely wouldn’t make it back if you went. After all, this is a trap that is set by the entire race.”


  Irina fell into a silence. Although Borg was dead and the elf queen had gone into seclusion, the elf race was still a powerful species. If they had laid a trap with all their might, it was almost impossible for a single person to rescue the Night Elves from them.

  “I still have to go,” Irina said to Mag calmly.

  A smile appeared on Mag’s face. This was an answer that he anticipated, and the whole world knew about.

  “Do you think the tinder that you scattered in the Wind Forest would turn into blazing fires tomorrow?” Mag asked.

  “Do you mean…… light up the tinder?” Irina’s gaze narrowed slightly.

  “No. The tinder is already lit. All they need now is a gust of wind to turn them into a blazing fire.”


  “Ignite a formal battle between the Night Elves and the Wind Forest?”


  “It’s too early to have a formal battle. But it’s time to fire the first shot in the Wind Forest’s interior.” Mag shook his head. “Our strength is not sufficient, and involving too many foreign powers in the elves’ internal struggles could cause the development to proceed beyond our expectation.

  “But this upcoming conferring ceremony would attract the attention of all the elves. If the Night Elves did nothing, then that tinder would be extinguished due to disappointment. You and the Night Elves have to show your attitude and lead the elves who were scattered among the forest into a formal uprising. Let the tinder of freedom ignite the entire forest, and provide a cover for our actions during the ceremony.”


  Irina furrowed her eyebrows, and worriedly said, “The power of the Night Elves is still too low. The power of the peasants elves is far too weak compared to that of the ruling class. Asking them to start a resistance now may cause casualties in vain.”


  “Revolution has always been bloody. Moreover, you shouldn’t underestimate the yearning for freedom from all walks of life. Elves from different castes would only be able to join the ranks in the fight for freedom if the revolution breaks out completely in the Wind Forest. The Night Elves would then be able to get stronger in the bloodshed.” Mag shook his head and smiled. “Shirley and Sally are the best examples. Although they are from noble families, they are full of sympathy for the lower caste elves, and are willing to dedicate their lives for the freedom of the whole elven species.”


  “I need to go out for a while.” Irina pondered, and then disappeared with a flash of green light underneath her feet.

  “System, calculate for me. If we accelerate the mobile restaurant to its maximum speed and then crash it to the ground, what kind of energy will it produce? And what level of damage would it cause if we translate it to the level of magic attack in this world?” Mag asked in his brain.

  “Wastrel! The mobile restaurant is such a sophisticated object, how could you use it like that?! This is a high-tech existence that could exchange for an aircraft carrier!” The system’s agitated roar appeared in Mag’s brain.

  “It’s fine that we don’t crash it. Then, you will sell me a few missiles that could aim wherever I want.” Mag raised an eyebrow. His heart was also aching at the thought of using the supersonic and space-altering mobile restaurant as a missile too.

  “Host, please retract your unreasonable request. The missiles shouldn’t appear in this world, as it will cause a confusion in the power system and a series of severe problems!”


  “Then continue to calculate that earlier question. If I am going to die, then a confusion in the power system would not matter to me anymore. You can’t be making me start all over again, right? I have to be alive to utilize the mobile restaurant.” Mag pursed his lips.

  The system fell into silence for a while before a row of small words appeared in Mag’s brain.

  The impact shock wave that could be created by the mobile restaurant travelling at the speed of Mach 5 crashing into the ground and the explosion of the restaurant’s internal nuclear device is equivalent to the immense damage created by more than ten 10th-tier magic casters doing a combined attack. It would cause a severe environmental deterioration within a diameter of 5 km. The Host has to proceed with caution!

  “This is really a big killer move.” Mag’s eyes lit up. But this was an indiscriminate attack that was highly damaging, so he couldn’t use it unless he really had to.

  Furthermore, what bothered Mag the most was that he had such a great killer move, yet he couldn’t use it to threaten others.

  The others also wouldn’t believe that he had such a big killer move.

  “If only I had two mobile restaurants,” Mag lamented. He could bomb one to let the people know its power, and his threat would sound more convincing after.

  Besides the mobile restaurant, Mag could only think of Lantisde right now. However, he had already asked them to send all their powerhouses to help save the Night Elves earlier. Hence, asking them to enter the Wind Forest to fight it out with the elves would have way exceeded their initial promise.

  Mag thought.

  “Father, we’re done.” Amy, wearing a towel, opened a crack in the door.

  Ugly Duckling poked its wet head out and shook hard. It crouched there licking its wet paws with an aggrieved expression.

  “Alright, I will blow dry your hair for you.” Mag picked up the dry towels that he had prepared in advance, and dried the two little ones’ hair first before blowing them dry with a hair dryer.

  Amy, with her silver hair loose around her, hugged Mag’s arm as she whined, “Father, can we sleep with you tonight? Big Sister Anna and I would like to listen to your ‘Nezha’ story.”


  “Birth of the demon child.” Anna was also looking at Mag expectantly.