Marin participated in three battles, and the Chaos Priest was the first trophy. Marin threw its head to the baron. The lame man held the head in his arms and was a little surprised and confused, until Marin followed

He said it was a gift, and the mage shook his head in embarrassment: "This is not my trophy, Your Excellency, I deserve it."

"No, this is your trophy. These things are of no use to me. And you, the head of a Chaos Priest is enough for you or your friends to obtain a harmless potion formula from the Princess Lord Church."

Marin smiled, and then threw a fish-man head obtained in the second battle to the Lord: "What is this thing called?"

"Tide Prophets are a subspecies of murlocs among ocean spirits, but they do not belong to the marine civilization species. They can even fight murlocs who are also marine creatures. They are minions of the fish and ocean evil god. They are also very powerful in casting spells.

Or, a mage like Mr. Raphael can't deal with it."

As a Farolite, Mr. Lord has a good knowledge of things in the ocean. His explanation made Marin nodded: "Very good, this is yours. I will answer my questions for you."

The reward of confusion.”

Mr. Lord's performance was even more exaggerated. He held his head and said: "How can this be done? I just said a few words. Such a good thing can be sold for at least a thousand moweis in the rare objects market!

"

Morvais Marlin was stunned for a moment, and then thought of an answer - economy. Sidney United is the largest trading partner of the Principality of Farol and the independent guarantor of the principality. In this principality, Morvais's

Currency has become people's legal tender and they use it to make transactions.

It seems that my father-in-law has some pretty good economics talents under his command.

"I don't lack this thousand Movis, and you probably need it. You are already a lord. Don't you want to take another step forward and become a baron who can pass on the title? And I think,

A fish-man head can make you a baron, and the priest's head can be regarded as the promotion gift I give you." Marin asked with a smile, and when the Lord showed a look of struggle,

He threw the last head in his hand to the old mage, who blinked and didn't pick it up.

"You are looking down on me, Mr. Marin." The old mage shook his head: "In comparison, I am the one who really doesn't need this kind of thing, and you, you are still young, even if you are

Carter's Castle has property, but you have already given three gifts. There is a proverb among the Faroles: a hunter should not go into the woods and come back empty-handed."

Marin smiled and shook his head: "I have my own prey. This Chaos Warrior's head is my investment in Raphael. I see in him the qualities that a mage should have - dreams.

I hope, sincerely, that given time, he will be a very good mage, and I, by investing in him today, hope that he can realize his dream, just like Mr. Lord, I saw your courage in today's battle."

Having said this, Marin looked at the Lord: "Sir, do you still object to my proposal?"

"I...I am very grateful for your gift, and I swear that I will live up to your expectations of me." The man finally lowered his head, and expressed his greatest gratitude to Marin: "I swear, I will let you live up to your expectations."

You see, the Tony family will always stand at the front of the tide of chaos."

Hearing his answer, Marin smiled and nodded to indicate that he understood, then turned to look at the old man in front of him: "Are you ready to reject my gift on behalf of Raphael?"

The old mage smiled bitterly and shook his head: "I have no reason or qualification to make a decision for my little apprentice. Raphael, pick up the head. This is a gift from Mr. Marin."

The young apprentice didn't reach out his hand until then. He tried hard to drag the head, which made Marin even more looking forward to the child's future: "Raphael, remember what you told me."

"Remember, sir, I said I would work hard to become a full-time mage." The child nodded vigorously to show that he had not forgotten this: "I also said that I would stop my brother and sister from tending sheep."

"Very good, now that this area has been cleared, I think there will be news about the battle in the north soon..." Just as he said this, Marin noticed that a portal opened in the open space near him, and he saw

As Mrs. Anna walked out, Marin was a little happy and a little regretful: "It seems that the answer is already there."

"The battle is over, and it seems that the same is true for your side. We have won, and the Northern District has been liberated." After Mrs. Anna said this, she accepted the old mage's chest caress and saluted: "How is this child doing?"

"It is blameless, madam, this is the most sensible child I have ever seen." The old mage smiled and looked at Marin: "Your Excellency, Marin, we will meet again in the future."

"Goodbye, Your Excellency." Marin also smiled.

For this old man, Marin saw the shadow of his mentor in him. Whether he or Mentor Hoffman, they were both good teachers who put their efforts into their apprentices.

"Let's go." Mrs. Anna stood in front of the portal.

Marin stopped again before getting in, and took out a medicine bottle from the medicine bag on his waist: "Sir, I haven't learned your name yet."

"Galileo del Bruni, Your Excellency Marin." The old mage replied with a smile.

"Here I have my small gift, which is for you. I feel that your health is not good, so I give it to you." Marin threw the potion to the old man, who was stunned for a moment, and then still

He caught the potion with the hand of the mage: "Such a surging power of life!" The old man looked at Marin and was very surprised.

"The fruit produced by the spiritual power of the branches of the World Tree. I hope you like it. Also, I wish you a long life." Marin took off his hat and saluted, and then walked into the portal without looking back.

………………

The old mage was silent for a moment, and finally looked at the smiling Mrs. Anna: "Madam, this of yours..." "Son-in-law."

With this answer, the old man smiled bitterly: "Your son-in-law is really a generous man. He can feel the disharmony in my body, but this medicine is too precious."

"He can make at least three potions a day, and there are enough fruits to feed the squirrels, so don't worry too much." Mrs. Anna replied with a smile: "Besides, I have to leave too, so just keep it."

"Peace to you, ma'am."

"May you be well, old Galileo."

When Mrs. Anna walked into the portal, the two apprentices of the old mage gathered around her. The young mage felt the power in this potion: "My God, is this the power of the fruit of the World Tree?"

"Yes, it is a life-saving elixir and a murderous poison. Anyone from the evil camp will enter an indestructible state of incineration as soon as they drink it. The sacred power contained in the sacred potion will

Completely purify the receptors of the potion." The female mage looked at the potion in front of her and shook her head: "That Mr. Marin is really a generous person."

"Indeed, if it were me, I really wouldn't be able to give such many and expensive gifts." The young mage sighed.

Their junior brother was a little puzzled, but that didn't stop him from grabbing the head tightly: "Brother Marin is really very generous!"

"I want to call you!" the young mage and the female mage retorted in unison.

And their teacher stopped them from scolding: "No, this is Raphael's luck. Mr. Marin obviously regards Raphael as his junior, and he will not mind if the child calls him that."

Then the old mage turned to look at the current baron and the future baron: "I originally thought that we might waste several weeks on the battlefield, but now it seems that the cooperation between us has ended, and we will fight again after dawn.

Let’s set off, Your Excellency, can you take us to rest.”

"Sir, Master Mage, please come with me with your apprentices."

Even the future baron did not delay the current lord to address an old mage like this.

After all, a title is never the most universal thing in the world.

………………

Marin returned to the villa, glanced at his pocket watch, and found that there were still four hours before dawn, so he took off his equipment and got into the shower room - Mrs. Anna would definitely need a bathtub, but Marin still preferred a shower.

.

After taking a shower, applying soap, and rinsing well, the three World Tree twigs returned to Marin's arms and helped Bip take a bath. The warm touch tidied Bip's fur. Marin took the little guy with him.

Returned to the living room.

Two rat maids poked their heads out of the corridor: "Miss, they just went to bed not long ago."

The second sister among them said this.

Marin nodded and patted the two rat maids on the head: "You guys should go to sleep too."

Then he returned to the girls. Mero opened the door silently for Marin, walked barefoot on the carpet, and looked at the girls sleeping together on the big bed. Maybe it was the slight change in the air flow, and Marin

Tilda's ears then turned to Marin, but due to the interference of Marin's magic, she finally returned in vain and became silent.

In the end, Marin did not choose to go in, but closed the door.

Following the corridor and arriving at the balcony, the chill that hit his face made Marin tighten the collar of his nightgown.

At this moment, the city looked a little dark under the rule of night, but because of this, Marin raised his head and saw the magnificent galaxy.

It's been a long time since I've been so focused on looking up at the dazzling galaxy above my head.

Marin sat on the guardrail, and Bip looked up at the sea of ​​stars, singing softly a song that his owner could not understand. This reminded Marin of the insect girl in the tomb.

He pitied them, but he was more responsible for the tens of thousands of survivors. He could not kill them with his own hands because it violated his oath, but in order to save Faye and the others, and for the tens of thousands of survivors

As a survivor, he must kill the little girl.

In the end, he completed a deal with her, saving Marin's idea and those survivors.

So, Marin stretched out his hand and picked up the fluffy little guy on his lap. Bip hummed happily while Marin gently stroked its little head.

The old dean once said that life is like a song composed by itself. Marin didn't understand it when he was young. Only when he understood it did he realize that seeing the world through proves a person's growth, and at the same time it also witnesses the cracks in a person's heart.

As we get older, we get more wounds.

The sound of footsteps in the corridor made Marin raise his head and saw Jessica. The wolf girl sleeping on the edge unexpectedly appeared in Marin's field of vision.

"Marin, you're back, why don't you come into the room?" She walked up to him and said, "You're a little too young."

"I don't want to disturb you." Marin smiled. I don't know why. He obviously hated someone looking at him so condescendingly, but when Jessica did this, Marin couldn't feel any strange emotions in his heart.

.

"But I heard your heartbeat." The wolf girl lowered her head and hugged Marin: "How's it going in the Principality of Farol?"

"In a very poor principality, the soldiers are still fighting Chaos with cold weapons."

"Yes, across the mountains, the dozen or so principalities on that peninsula are mostly like this. The crazy climate of the Sea of ​​Storms makes it impossible for the Tainan fleet to dock. It is because of such superior conditions that Carter Castle was built.

It can become so prosperous." Jessica's words solved the mystery for Marin.

"Jessica." Marin called the wolf girl's name in her ear. The white fluff made Marin's nose feel itchy: "Your fluff tickles my nose."

"I thought Mr. Marin would like it very much." The wolf girl raised her head, looked at Marin and said with a smile.
To be continued...