Chapter 1577: Oh, come to the teacher for winemaking in the middle of the night?

On the second day of Connie's succession, her representative and the Fak tribe and Irina jointly issued a joint announcement announcing that the Fak tribe and the night elves reached a mutual aid alliance to work together for the maintenance of world peace.
This joint announcement was quickly conveyed to all parts of Nolan, causing no small fluctuations.
No one can figure out how this once-unknown little princess was favored by both the unissued and Irina, and became one of the few people standing at the top of Nolan’s mainland rights.
The most natural response was the forest of the wind, and immediately issued a warning to let the Fak tribe pay attention to the relationship and scale between himself and the night elf, otherwise it would be regarded as the enemy of the elves.
Immediately afterwards, the Og tribe also issued a notice opposing the alliance between the Fak tribe and the night elves, and in the words of other orc tribes to isolate and crowd out the Fakk tribe.
A few younger brothers of the Og tribe followed the big brother's pace to release similar announcements. Ming Li secretly described the Fak tribe after Connie's success as a weak woman.
A team storm, swiftly swept the Twilight Forest.
But what is unexpected is that the tribes do not tend to one-sided tend to the Og tribe.
On the contrary, there are many tribes that had previously swayed because of the resurgence of Azerbaijani. They regained their position behind the Fak tribe, and the scale was much more than that of the Isaiah era.
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In the long table restaurant of the palace, a banquet is going on.
Everyone has a plate of steak in front of them, with red wine in the glass and a fascinating glow in the candlelight.
Irina raised her glass and watched Connie smile. "At present, the war factions and the peace factions in the Twilight Forest are almost evenly matched. Oster's conspiracy is aborted because of your superior position. There is no ability to integrate the entire orc family."
"But if he still wants to start a war?" Connie was still worried about the juice.
"Although the Og tribe and the tribes he ruled were good, but lost half of the orc tribe's support, he wanted to fight for the mainland is tantamount to idiots, and the goblin is enough for him to eat a pot." McGonagall, right There is not much worry about this.
Although the process completely exceeded his expectations and plans, the current situation of the Twilight Forest has fully met his initial expectations. Connie became the new chief of the Fak tribe. There is no need to worry about the instability of the regime. .
The support and team of each tribe decided that Twilight Forest could not be twisted into a rope. Even if Oster was not dead, it would have to be strong.
As long as there are no major changes, the orc family has been unable to do too much action in the peace talks after one month.
"But why am I a chief now, do I still want to drink juice?" Connie shook her juice, looking at McGonagall.
"The underage chiefs are not allowed to drink alcohol. This is a rule." McGonagall looked at her seriously.
Connie thought about it and nodded. "Well, this juice is quite delicious."
"Sister Connie, is the chieftain very fun?" Amy was curiously looking at Connie.
Everyone also looked at Connie, ready to listen to her feelings and mental journey as a chief for two days.

Well...
Connie thought about it and shrugged her shoulders.
I think it’s more fun to send the outside. It’s just a matter of sending things. It’s simple and easy, and you don’t need to think too much. But When the chiefs are different, they report to me a lot of things every day, which sheep have a few scorpions, which traps have been turned back by the people of the next tribe... Why do I have to know these things? A little... ..."
Everyone looked at her with some sympathy. It sounds like the chief is not a very interesting thing.
McGon looked at Connie's serious thoughts for a while, and for a moment I didn't know where the guys were trying to climb up. Is it really so attractive?
At least for him, power is really unattractive, and the fun that can be brought about, I am afraid there is no such thing as a guest’s praise, or Amy’s spoiled.
"Boss, are you going back tomorrow morning?" Connie asked McGonagall.
"Yes, the pigeons have been the guests for three days. If they don't go back, they are afraid that they will take the store off." McGonagall nodded.
Originally they should have left today, but Connie left them to stay for another day, one is to help her town, and the second is to make a formal farewell.
Connie is now the chief of the Fak tribe. The Fak tribe has been ravaged by this, and the Ogg tribe is still awaiting. Connie naturally cannot go back to continue to be a takeaway who has no sense of direction.
"I'm sorry, because of the heavy responsibility of reviving the tribe, I really can't go back and continue to take on the burden of the take-away staff. I know this is a very big loss for the restaurant, and the take-away business is even more likely to be embarrassed. I am very sad and blame..."
"It doesn't matter, the only customers in our restaurant who are taking out are now in your tribe. I can still afford this loss." McGonagall rolled his eyes, and when Connie left, their takeaway business did die, but it doesn't matter... anyway He did not rely on takeaway meals, just buried on the spot.
"Oh... I can’t bear everyone..."
Connie's eyes suddenly turned red, tears screamed, and the sorrow began to fall, and the grievance was like a child.
"It doesn't matter Connie, if you are not busy later, you can come to see us often. When we are on vacation, we can also come to see you. Anyway, I will fly now, and I will go back and forth very quickly." Mia around her leaned against her, grabbed her, smiled and wiped her tears.
"Yeah, yeah, Connie's sister, you must come to see us often." Amy pointed at her little head and thought about it. She handed the ugly duckling in her arms to her. I can give you the ugly duckling.
"When I am a little better, I can build a super long-distance transmission array between your palace and the restaurant. It will be convenient for us to slam the door." Barbara held her chest with both hands.

Really?
Connie’s eyes lit up and looked at Barbara:
Barbara, when will it be?

"Cough... probably... probably wait for me after 9th level." Barbara coughed a little and coughed twice.
"Great, there are two levels left, you have to cheer." Connie encouraged.
Barbara regained her chin and was proud of it: "Accurately, it should be a little more than one level. I already have a feeling of breakthrough."
The farewell dinner ended in a relaxed and pleasant atmosphere. After McGonagall slept Amy, he quietly went out and went to Stone Lane alone.
"Oh, come to the teacher for winemaking in the middle of the night?" On the doorstep, Irina swayed with one foot and smiled, looking at Meg, who was preparing to knock at the door.
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