“Actually, I am the elf princess’s servant. She needs me now, so I have to return to her side to help her.” Firis looked at Mag resolutely.

Mag raised his brow. Luckily it was not like what he thought.

He found it a little funny how he was the one who brought this lady over to Chaos City, but now she was feeling apologetic for not coming clean about her identity.

However, it seemed that Firis had also seen the proclamation, and that was why she was so anxious to quit and return to Irina’s side.

She knew that it was dangerous, but she did not hesitate at all. Mag was a little touched by that loyalty.

The situation the night elves were in right now was indeed pessimistic. They were a rebellion group that was formed in a short span of time. On top of that, most of them were slave elves with meager powers. Their fight to overthrow the deep-rooted might of the Wind Forest was akin to ants trying to move a tree.

“I’ve also heard some things about the elves and Princess Irina. I will not stop you if you insist on going back to help her.” Mag looked at Firis. Irina really needed someone who could take care of her. “However, before we leave, I want you to ponder over two questions.

“Do you know where to look for the princess? If you really find her, what help can you be of, or will you become a burden instead?”

“I…” Firis opened her mouth. She thought for a while and shook her head in despair. “The princess is definitely not in the Wind Forest anymore. I don’t know where to look for her, either, but I think I can take care of her. She doesn’t know how to cook, but is very picky about her food. She would rather starve than eat things that she is not used to.”

Mag recalled how Irina finished all the dishes on the menu on her own yesterday. He felt a little upset. Firis was right, Irina had to have not had a proper meal in a very long time.

“If you want to take care of her, or be of a certain use in the rebellion army, I think you should master faster and more culinary techniques and dishes. The food that you used to make is too delicate. One dish is only a mouthful. It’s not suitable as a source of energy for the army during the war. If you’re willing, I am going to teach you how to make Yangzhou fried rice and Roujiamo. For the time being, I will help you find out where the princess is. You can go anytime once we are certain of their location and are sure that they are safe,” Mag said seriously as he looked at Firis.

Irina was the one who slept beside him last night, and his heart would of course ache for the mother of his child. If it were not because the situation did not permit it, he would have gone to the frontlines to cook for her.

Although Firis was a very outstanding student, if she was willing to cook for Irina, and he would feel more at ease so naturally, he would not force her to stay.

“Mr. Mag…” Firis looked at Mag with tears welling up in her eyes. He was simply too good to her. He was actually willing to do so much for her. Other than the princess, no one had ever treated her like this before.

Mag saw the tears glimmer in Firis’s eyes, and thought that it was because he sounded harsh. He quickly said, “If you’re in a rush to leave now, I can go over to the city lord’s castle to ask. They might have some news.”

“No, Mr. Mag, you’re right. I should become a useful person, and not just a burden for the princess like how I made her worry for my safety and was of no use at all the last time.” Firis shook his head. She looked at Mag with resolution. “Please teach me how to cook!”

Mag smiled. Nodding, he said, “Sure. Then we will start from this morning’s rest time. I will teach you how to make Yangzhou fried rice first.”

“Mm-hm.” Firis nodded hard.

…

“Mr. Mag. I might have to quit. If I were to leave this time, I hope you can help me take care of Anna for a period of time. If… I don’t make it back, I hope you can take good care of her,” Shirley said with a solemn expression to Mag.

She arrived at the restaurant earlier than usual today. She glanced at Anna, who was playing with Amy and Ugly Duckling.

“You’re leaving too?” Mag raised his eyebrows. It was a surprise to him, but he had expected it.

Shirley and Sally were both noble descendants of the elves, and Mag was very clear about that.

However, they were a little different from those elves who were interpellated into the hierarchy. They once fought for the freedom of the elves at the bottom of the hierarchy, and Shirley adopted Anna.

Irina’s proclamation was actually a call for enlistment to the elves in the Norland Continent.

A fight for freedom!

What a real and noble motive.

The elves who had been oppressed, the elves who yearned for freedom… When they saw that proclamation, they would probably be burning with passion.

“Yes, my people need me.” Shirley nodded without any hesitation.

Mag looked at Shirley. This elf who looked even more beautiful than most women had currently risen in rank in his heart.

“You can set off anytime. I will take care of Anna. She will have everything Amy has,” Mag said with a nod.

“Thank you.” Shirley smiled. She looked around the restaurant, and said, “This is a farewell. Please help me say goodbye to the rest.”

Mag looked at Shirley and nodded slightly. “We’ll bid our goodbyes here. Take care.”

Shirley turned and walked out of the door.

Mag looked out. Shirley bent over and picked up Anna clumsily. She whispered some things to her ear, and then turned to leave.

The little girl gripped tightly onto the corner of her shirt with her eyes red.

Shirley turned her head around with a smile, and said to Anna, “I will be back when the war is over. When that happens, I will still bring you up.”

Anna looked at Shirley and sniffed. She reached her little pinky out. “Promise that you will come back.”

“Alright.” Shirley reached her pinky out and hooked pinkies with Anna.

“Pinky swear,” Anna said seriously.

Shirley retracted her hand and raised her exquisite chin with a smile as she said, “Don’t worry, a person as beautiful as me won’t lie.”

After saying that, she turned to walk away briskly and waved while her back was facing the restaurant.

Anna looked at Shirley’s back view and started crying.

What’s going on, why is there so much sand in the wind today? Shirley blinked and quickened her steps. Soon, she disappeared from the square.

“It’s alright, Big Sister Anna, you still have us.” Amy walked over and hugged Anna lightly. She reached her hand out to help her wipe the tears off her face with a smile, and said, “I heard that those who are good-looking usually wouldn’t die very easily. Big Sister Shirley is so good-looking. She definitely won’t die easily.”