Chapter 992: Nolan Continental First Knight

On the way back, McGonagall observed it, and there was no visible figure on the street, and the patrols of the Grey Temple and the City House increased significantly.
This is undoubtedly a good thing. To stop this kind of thing, what McGon can do at best is only deterrence, but if you want to completely pull out the interest network that has been entangled in the future, you still have to rely on the city government.
In the last letter to Michael City, he put forward some ideas of his own. If the city owner can refer to some of the suggestions, it should be able to greatly limit the occurrence of child trafficking in the city of chaos.
At the end of the busy business hours, everyone in the Mimi restaurant finally had a break.
Meg, who came out of the kitchen, was the apron. Mia, who was coming from the north, came over and hesitated. "Boss, I have something to tell you..."
"Right, Mia, chicken soup and fried rice have been placed in the incubator. You can just take it away. The injured lady, is the injury better?" McGonagall hung the apron and turned to smile gently. Road.
"Well, her injury has been much better, nothing serious." Mia nodded quickly, hesitated, and said: "There is another thing I want to ask you, is the restaurant still lacking a waiter?"
"Well?" McGonagall looked at Mia with amazement. He flashed an idea in his head, but he was quickly filtered out by him. He nodded with a smile: "Yeah, there are a lot of restaurant guests now, and there are some people. Insufficient, if there are excellent employees like Mia, naturally it is better."
Yabei Mia’s eyes lit up, and some nervous:
Can I recommend a person? She is better than me and looks better than me.


Recommended for new employees?
McGonagall’s expression suddenly became a bit weird, wouldn’t it? Can this be all? Thinking of the girl who was in the battlefield on the frosty battlefield, what did McGonagall think, she is not like a dragon who will come to the Mai Mi restaurant as a waiter.
"Yes." Mia nodded quickly, looking forward to watching McGonagall.
McGonth thought for a while and nodded. "Since it is recommended by Mia, she can come to the restaurant for an interview. If the interview is passed, she is very welcome to join the Mimi restaurant."
McGonagall has figured it out. Anyway, the people in the Mimi restaurant are also very mixed. Women’s sluts, Princess of the Moon, elf traitors, Nolan’s first knight (this crossed out)...more than one The daughter of the patriarch of the Frost Dragon is also harmless. After all, this is a super-level eight.
"Thank you!" Amazing smile appeared on the face of Mia's face.
"If I can find the right staff, I should thank you for it." McGonagall said with a smile.
Yabei Mia looked at Meg, hesitated for a while, and finally made up his mind: "There is one more thing I want to bother you."
"Ok?"
"I saw the portrait you painted for Uncle Angus. It looks exactly like his child. I have never seen my father since I was a child. I only heard about his appearance from my mother's mouth. You can... Do I draw a picture of my father? I want to wait until I have saved enough money. I will go on the road to find him. This is the only wish of my mother when I was dying..." The look of Yabei Mia was a little nervous and hopeful.
Meg looked at Mia with some distress, smiled and nodded, said softly: "Of course, although not necessarily the same, I will try my best."
"Thank you, thank you!" The eyes of the North Asian Mia suddenly became red, and they bowed deeply toward McGonagall.
"You're welcome." McGonagall raised the sub-Asian Mia, and said in his heart: "System, then draw a picture for me, 1000 copper coins, do not do it?"
"Host! The last order received by this system is 10,000 copper coins. The price is 10 times lower than the price. Are you too much?" The system is somewhat dissatisfied.
"That is when I celebrated your opening and gave more than 9000 copper coins. Now the market has returned to calm. 1000 copper coins are the market. If I don't buy it from you, will you not waste this skill? You think about your hard work. A year of cooking, can earn a few 1000 copper coins? Now just move the copy machine, 1000 copper coins will earn a hand, such a simple account will not count?" McGonagall said in his heart.
"It seems to be the truth..." The voice of the system was somewhat shaken.
"Now start to ask questions, what information is needed, I will ask questions." McGonagall naturally took the words.
"This... needs: appearance features..."
In accordance with the requirements of the system, McGonon quickly completed a question for Mia and obtained the necessary information.
"You wait here for a while, I am going upstairs to draw pictures for you." McGon got up and walked upstairs and read the book in the study. About ten minutes later, the portrait that had been sent back from the system was facing the building. Go down.
"This is the portrait I can draw to the maximum extent, and I can't be sure if it is accurate." McGonagall handed the rolled photo to Mia.
When Mia took the portrait, her hands were clearly shaking and her breathing was getting too fast.
In her world, about her father, only when she was a child, she often repeated her words before going to bed. Although she always tried to build a complete image in her mind, she still doesn’t know until now. What should your father look like?
The portrait slowly unfolds, a majestic man wearing a gold and silver armor with a gold and silver dragon head on his head, her sharp eyes, such as a sharp eyebrow like a sword, and a cold eye above the left eyebrow. Getting a long and narrow scar, it is just a portrait, the momentum of the world, still makes people want to bow down.
"Father..." The eyes of the North Asian Mia are already red. Looking at the man in the portrait, the fragmentary fantasies in the mind are finally stitched together. It turned out that this is her father. The mother waited for more than ten years. After all, she still could not Wait until the person he came back.
"You will find him." McGonagall gently put his hand on the head of Mia Mia, softly.
Feeling the warmth from the top of the head, Mia's emotions gradually calmed down, watching Maggie gratefully say: "Thank you boss."
Collapse the picture, the north of the Mia carrying a thermal box to the direction of the dormitory, walking quickly, as if the footsteps are light.
Open the dormitory door, put the incubator on the table, Mia opened the door of her room, and looked at Elizabeth standing by the window and said happily: "Miss Elizabeth, the boss agreed to let you go to the interview. And he painted me Father's portrait! I finally know what my father looks like!"
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