Maze Fan: I opened a buffet in the maze

For a moment, Erin thought she had heard wrongly.

But with the magician's rationality, it is obviously unlikely that she would deny it herself, so she further suspected that this was a conspiracy of the tower owner!

Did he want to take a picture of himself being unkind and show it to Misr to ruin their relationship?

But who would recognize a mother so easily? It's normal even if she refuses!

That's a self-torture tactic? Using your background to gain sympathy, saying things like "I'm so miserable, you have to let me go, just wish me and Misir a happy marriage"~

Don't even think about it! Irene was furious!

This angry expression frightened the Tower Master, causing her to shrink back behind her chair with a sound of grievance.

"S-Sorry! Please pretend I never said that!"

At this time, Mo Ke, who was standing aside, stepped forward and bowed solemnly to Irene, "Lady Irene! Please accept Lady Mo Ling! She is sincere to Mr. Misle!"

I don't mean it, do I? Irene was furious.

"She will definitely take good care of Mr. Misr and won't let him suffer any injustice!"

Nonsense, how could I let him suffer?

"She will definitely honor you together with Mr. Misr!"

I...! Huh? ?

The anger that was about to explode was stopped abruptly, and Irene was reminded of a bad memory, "Um...how did Fan introduce me to the tower master?"

"He said you were a very good person and always took good care of him."

Phew~ The fairy lady breathed a sigh of relief.

"But we actually know that you are Mr. Misr's stepmother, right?"

Poof! The fairy lady almost vomited blood, the dead memories attacked! Even though she had been away from the first floor of the maze for a month, before going to bed, Irene's mind would still echo someone's words from time to time.

'If you don't give up...I am willing to serve as...'

Is this ever going to end? A huge sense of grievance welled up in my heart.

I used to be considered a kid, but now I'm a mother! So I didn't have puberty, right?

"Master Irene, please don't be sad. We know you have deep feelings for your child, but this is not a farewell."

"I beg you to give Lord Mo Ling a chance!"

The angry Irene was about to speak, but the tower master suddenly poked his head out and said, "No, that's not right? Did I understand it wrong?"

Mo Ling has a natural ability to perceive people's hearts, which is very similar to Antila. Fan Wei is slightly inferior to them, but he is also extremely sensitive to kindness and malice.

What was surging in Irene's heart at this moment was not the anger of having her cabbages taken away by someone else, but the hostility of having her beloved thing snatched away!

Mo Ling suddenly realized his mistake.

"You, actually like Mr. Misle?"

Ta Lingmo was shocked. "How could it be? According to the logical analysis of the behavior, it should be correct! Could it be..."

Shock could be seen on the clock-shaped face. "This is truly a forbidden behavior!"

Crack! Irene clenched her fists, wanting to ask Mo Ke if he knew how the fine steel golem felt. She was really full of martial virtue and full of teeth today! !

"I'm sorry!!" As the creator, Mo Ling lowered his head in shame.

Maybe we should ask Xiaobai No. 1 to teach Mo Ke, instead of letting him learn everything on his own, which resulted in him developing such a stubborn personality.

By the way, where did Xiaobai No. 1 go? Come and help me!

The tower master searched everywhere for his superego personality but found nothing. It seemed as if Xiaobai No. 1 was hiding on purpose to prevent Mo Ling from finding him.

"Yes, I have offended you. Please forgive me, Lady Irene!"

Mo Ke also has a high emotional intelligence. He immediately realized that he had said the wrong thing and bent down to apologize.

"Okay." Irene exhaled softly. She couldn't tell what she felt, but it wasn't very good. "Now that the misunderstanding has been resolved, I won't bother you anymore. Let's just pretend nothing happened."

The pointer of Talling slowed down and seemed to be in a depressed mood.

Had his plan to help the tower master find love and companionship failed? It was rare to find such a good person like Mr. Misr.

And he is the only person that Lord Mo Ling can contact with peace of mind.

However, the fact was that Lady Irene arrived first, and they were a step late. Mo Ke felt sad when he thought that the Lord Tower Master might regret it for the rest of his life.

"Wait...please wait." Mo Ling, who was hiding behind a chair, suddenly spoke.

She mustered up her courage, clung to the back of the chair, straightened her legs and leaned half of her body out, then spoke in a trembling but determined voice.

"Erin, Lady Erin, this may be a little offensive..."

Taking a deep breath of excitement, Mo Ling closed his eyes and shouted loudly: "Can I share Mr. Misr's love with you?"

"..."

The hall was extremely quiet, and the atmosphere was in a strange stagnation.

"Ha~" Fan Wei sneezed, feeling that something bad was happening to him.

But think about it, this is just a superstitious belief, it shouldn't be dead, right?

He and Clara, who were on vacation, were currently staying in the church lounge. Her Royal Highness the Princess's subordinates were organizing refugees who were willing to sign up to work.

Brief them on the situation and distribute the props they will use for the job.

"Those who have attended church colleges or received private education and can read, please come over!"

"Come and get the sleeves. Divide into groups and don't make any mistakes. Your salary will be paid by group."

"Don't think about secretly selling the tools. We know magic and can definitely catch you! All criminals will be thrown into jail!"

The knights and the Chamber of Commerce staff arranged the noisy refugees, half shouting and half threatening them, trying to get them to at least catch the attention of the Bishop and the Princess.

Although they don't think these undisciplined and unqualified guys can accomplish anything.

But who can blame the princess for being kind-hearted?

"I'll leave the arrangement of the speech to you." Midara said leisurely while sipping her tea. She was busy all day yesterday, so today she'll let this guy have a good experience too!

"Do you think it's ok?" Luo Lin, who was sitting on the other side of the sofa, smiled and said, "Do you need to ask your sister for advice?

The two Luo sisters seemed to like teasing Fan Wei and giving him advice on how to do things. Their business talents were indeed admirable, but today.

Misr has his own ideas.

"I'll try. Ha, ha ha."

Seeing the Chamber of Commerce employee come in and signal, Fan Wei stood up stiffly. If Clara hadn't supported him, he might have sat back down.

He walked towards the podium in a somewhat mechanical manner.

The purpose of organizing this activity by choosing the church is to use people’s trust in God to appease and gain their trust.

A large number of refugees gathered in the chapel, thousands of them looked like a sea of ​​people. These were the "delivery men" who were gathered as an 'experimental' batch.

That’s right, Fan Wei is about to launch his restaurant delivery idea.

Although the concept and design of each link were very detailed and Her Royal Highness was very optimistic about it, for the sake of safety, she only agreed to select a few people for a trial run.

Wait and observe the situation before making a final decision.

He walked onto the stage, and as several knights standing on both sides struck the ground with their spears, making a loud noise, the auditorium gradually became quiet.

Thousands of eyes were focused on Fan Wei.

The tension is actually not as severe as I imagined. My legs are just a little weak and my waist is a little tight.

Fan Wei cleared his throat and moved closer to the loudspeaker, "Hello everyone, may the gods bless you all!"

There was a burst of warm applause. Although no one knew who the person above was, for most common people, it was right to applaud when the noble lord spoke!

Maybe if the master is happy, he will scatter some coins or something else.

As for what really matters to their fate, it often does not depend on what the people above them say.

But the applause startled Fan Wei. Even though he knew it might not mean anything, a feeling of huge influence enveloped his whole body. While feeling nervous, he also naturally felt a sense of mission.

Human beings have always been social animals. The power of the group can create great chaos, but it can also achieve all kinds of greatness!

Straightening his back, Fan Wei directly said what he was going to say.

"Everyone must have come here all this time, it must have been hard work! The knights and employees in front should also be told what they need to know."

"Then I'll keep it brief. I'll only talk about three things today!"

"Job! Money! Fairness!"

“Everyone who works is no longer a refugee, but a formal resident certified by Maze Street!”

"As long as you complete the assigned work, you will get paid. This is a long-term job. You don't have to worry about not working a day! You can get income every day!"

"Finally, our work is calculated on a per-order basis! Each order has a fixed remuneration, and you get paid based on how much you work! It's all yours, with no taxes or commissions!"

Just a few simple sentences, just a few short sentences.

The chapel was silent for a moment, but suddenly broke into even more enthusiastic applause.

This time the applause was much more sincere than the last time! The crowd in the audience was a little surprised. It was rare to see a noble lord so decisive.

They thought they would have to stand there for several more hours.

However, how much of this promise can be fulfilled remains to be discussed. For the refugees, half of it would be very good!

Fan Wei is sensitive to people's emotions. He doesn't think he can gain everyone's trust just by talking, but as long as he can give people hope, that's enough.

What to do next.

It all depends on hard work!