In the Misty Valley, there was silence.

Sivir, Dennis, Scro, Scott, Sam, and Monkey stood below, looking up at the smiling father and daughter on the hillside, their eyelids picking at each other, and swallowing at the same time.

Two iron-clad bulls, one dead and one frozen, the father and daughter descended like a god of death, and easily solved the dilemma, it was so easy and freehand.

If Amy's magic was enough to amaze them, McGonagall's almost invisible stab made them a little confused.

His speed was not fast, perhaps only about the same as that of an ordinary first-class knight, but when the sword was struck, there was hardly a shadow to be seen.

A small cattle slaughtering knife can easily cut through the skin of the iron-skinned bull that rushes quickly, and what is even more unbelievable is that it is fatal.

Even the most experienced hunter, facing such an iron-skinned bull with almost no weaknesses on his body, could only think of a way to exhaust his physical strength first, and then subdue him with a trap.

No one would try to stab it closely, because the hard, powerful horns were like two scimitars, ready to strike a fatal blow to anyone who came close.

He ...... Who the hell is he! Evan looked at McGonagall, his eyes gradually widened, and he suddenly felt cold, if he had made a move on McGonagall at noon, would he have ended up like the iron bull now?

And he suddenly understood why he felt some palpitations inexplicably at noon, if McGonagall really had the intention to kill him, then he probably wouldn't even have the strength to fight back, let alone that he also had a daughter with the strength of an intermediate magician.

"Ding! Congratulations to the host, successfully completed the task of capturing the iron bull, the task consumes 6 hours, successfully meets the conditions for completing the task within 12 hours, and obtains the right to use the barbecue beef skewers and the required ingredients and kitchen utensils, plus 0.5 fitness points and a mooncake recipe! Just then, the system's voice sounded, and a special effect of fireworks blooming appeared in McGonagall's mind.

"Perfect!" McGonagall's eyes lit up, whether it was physical fitness or mooncake recipes, this is a must-have for McGonagall now, her strength can be improved, and at the same time, she can start preparing for the Mid-Autumn Festival.

"Father is amazing!" Amy broke the silence and clapped her little hands and looked up at McGonagall with adoration.

"Amy is also very good." McGonagall smiled and touched Amy's head, looked at the still silent Sivir and the others below and smiled, "Miss Sivir, it seems that I accidentally robbed your prey again, you shouldn't mind too much, right?" ”

"Two tin bulls, we've become their prey." Sivir smiled bitterly, looked at McGonagall and bowed, and thanked him sincerely: "Mr. McGonagall, it was you who saved our Rose Mercenary Group, thank you." ”

"Brother McGonagall, I didn't expect your strength to be so powerful, the iron-skinned bull can be killed with one sword, can you say that you are a fourth-level knight?" Dennis looked at McGonagall in amazement, he was really amazed by the knife just now.

"Miss Sivir is gracious." McGonagall nodded slightly, looked at Dennis again and shook her head and said modestly: "It's just that it's easier to slaughter cattle and slaughter, if you change to a kind of demonic beast, maybe I can't deal with a first-level demonic beast." ”

With his current strength, he was indeed a little deficient in the fourth-level demonic beasts, but he had slaughtered tens of thousands of iron-skinned barbarian bulls in the Kitchen God Trial, and he knew its body structure well, so when he saw the iron-skinned barbarian bull rushing straight forward, his heart did not fluctuate, but he judged the position that could be fatal with one knife as usual, and gave a knife by chance.

"If you slaughter too many cows, can you kill an iron-skinned bull with one knife?" The mercenaries glared at McGonagall, always feeling that this guy seemed to be teasing them, but looking at his serious expression, it seemed to be real, and the most important thing was that the beef skewers he made were really delicious, such a high-level chef really didn't look like a knight.

"I'm going to help Eva and Evan heal first." Sivir trotted towards the hillside, Evan had been in front of Eva regardless of the danger, she felt a little moved, the mercenary group were all brothers who depended on each other for life and death, and what Evan had just done was at least qualified.

The other mercenaries also hurriedly ran towards the mountain, and Sam and Scro were lying on the ground, they had also been injured in the previous battle.

"Medicine...... The medicine is in the bag, ...... first Save Master Evan first......" Eva looked at Sivir who came to her side, and said intermittently, tilting her head and passing out directly.

"Save Eva first, I can hold on." Evan looked at Eva with concern and said, his pale face was no longer bloody.

"You go fix Evan's bones first, and then stop the bleeding, their injuries must return to the City of Chaos as soon as possible to find a healing mage." Sivir untied a bag from Eva's body, took out various medicines from it, handed them to Dennis and the monkey, turned his back to block everyone's view, unbuttoned her clothes and began to treat her.

"Father, what are we going to do now?" Amy asked, looking at McGonagall.

"We can provide some help to Uncle Sam and Uncle Scro, such as providing them with some ice cubes to make ice and ease their pain." McGonagall walked down the hill with Amy in her arms, he still had a good impression of Sam and Scott, and was a little concerned when he saw them hurt.

Sam and Scott were hit by the iron-skinned bull, but fortunately they took precautions and avoided important parts as much as possible, so the injuries were manageable.

Scott seemed to have broken a rib, and Sam's injuries were better, except for an extra gap in his stomach, and there was not much bleeding, which greatly relieved the pain with Amy's help.

Sivir and the others bandaged and fixed the wounded, although Evan and Eva's injuries were a little scary, but they were not life-threatening for the time being, and everyone was temporarily relieved.

McGonagall looked at the sweaty Sivir and said, "We only need one of these iron bulls, and the other one can be given to you if you need it, after all, if you don't chase them here, we may not be able to find them." ”

Xavier looked into McGonagall's eyes, was silent for a while, and said solemnly, "Thank you." ”

"You're welcome, but this trip back, please." McGonagall smiled.

"That's as it should be." Sivir nodded slightly, and began to deal with the wounded and the frozen iron bull, and then prepared to return to the City of Chaos.

……

It was getting dusk, and there were still a lot of customers outside Maimie's restaurant.

Some of them are customers who don't know that McMie's restaurant is closed, while others are customers who know that the restaurant is closed and want to try their luck and see if it will open in the evening.

But then they were all attracted by a person at the door of the restaurant, and they seemed to gather around to see the excitement.

"I'll repeat it one last time, the owner of Maimie's Restaurant, if you are in the restaurant, if you are a man, you should say it, as long as you admit that your cooking skills are not as good as mine, and bow to me in front of everyone and apologize, then I will forget it, otherwise you will take my challenge and have a cooking duel between men with me!" Richie's fat hand was raised in the air, and he shouted excitedly.

The guests were chattering, speculating about whether McGonagall would show up, whether she would agree to Richie's challenge, and some wondered about Richie's conditions.

"Hmph, a man without guts is not worthy of being a chef in Aden Square!" Richie's smile was bright, and his mood became more and more inflated, he didn't believe that McGonagall really went out to collect materials, he must have been afraid of losing to him, so he hid, otherwise how could he run out all day without doing a good business.

Richie looked at the guests gathered in front of the restaurant, McMie's restaurant was really a golden rooster, his eyes rolled, and he waved his arms and said: "If you think the stakes are still too small, I decided to increase the stakes again, this barbecue duel, the losing side will have to pay three prices: 1. Kowtow to the other party and call father three times; 2. Take out all the recipes in your restaurant and give them to each other; 3. Directly bet on the ownership of the entire restaurant! ”

"I took the duel, but I only accepted the third price, and I didn't want Amy to have a strange ...... Brother? Just then, a bell rang from the periphery of the crowd, along with McGonagall's voice.