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Section 382: The Art of Language (1)

Anthony accompanied Marin out of the hall. In the yard, the young man was a little embarrassed. In Marin's opinion, he should have been hit - because his great-grandfather felt that he could not teach his eldest son well, and would rather hand the child over to him a stranger he had just met the first time.

Even if this stranger looks less than 12 years old.

"Anthony, don't worry, the old man just cares too much about your child. If you want to take care of your child yourself, I will send it back to you."

"No, Lord Marin, please don't say that. You are not from Farole and do not understand tradition. Do you know that if the tutor returns the child, it means that the child is an uncarved rotten wood. My great-grandfather chose you as my eldest son's mentor, and there must be his reason." The young man's face changed drastically.

Marin nodded: "Okay, I won't mention this again."

At the same time, I sighed in my heart - I am really a man with talented talent in nursery directors.

Anthony said he wanted to take Marin and the others to the residence, so he followed Marin to pick up Faye and the others first. The girls were in the nearby garden, and the old man from the Gallo family appointed him to see Marin alone.

"My great-grandfather thinks that the times have changed, but the elders of my grandfather's generation do not think so. They stubbornly believe that the times have not changed. For the musket you gave me, they think that this kind of musket is too expensive, but they don't know what time cost is, and for a qualified great swordsman, the price is too high." Anthony walked in front of Marin. Of course, Marin knew what he said. After all, this was the concept proposed by Marin himself - a shooter who was trained with one thousand ordinary bullets in three months. A great swordsman takes five years to graduate as an apprentice, and then he needs to survive five more battles before he can become a real great swordsman. Then he still needs to improve his martial arts. Until he can kill a Chaos warrior alone, he can barely become a great swordsman, and then he needs to pay more.

The shooters only need to form a three-person shooter team, and they can use bullets against Chaos to shoot Chaos warriors in the first battle.

Those who do not recognize the changes in the times will only be swallowed up by the torrent of the times.

"Although your great-grandfather is older, he understands things very well." Marin patted Anthony's arm: "By the way, I don't know the customs of Farol. Can I meet the bride? Along the way, I have heard people talk about the beauty of the bride at least dozens of times."

"It's not possible for men, at least before the wedding ceremony." The young man said a little embarrassedly: "But your lovers are here, you can ask them."

"That's great. I can hear eight versions of the story about your bride's beauty. I hope each story is so unique." After Marin said that, the guards following him laughed.

"My God, Lord Marin, are you making fun of me?" Anthony smiled awkwardly.

"Don't be stupid, my friend, we faced Chaos together that night, we were friends." Marin replied with a smile: "By the way, I'm laughing from the girls. Go and help me get my lover."

"No, I can't go there at this time, I need to let the maids do it for me. After all, it's a special show for ladies, and no men should appear." Anthony said, waving to the maid standing outside the bush wall.

Marin nodded with a smile, agreeing with his explanation, and was also a little curious - there are so many rules among the Falorians.

But it is also very interesting. It has been eight thousand years, and the world has changed. This is no longer the original earth.

Looking at the girls brought out by the maids, Marin nodded with a smile, and the girls returned to him, Marin stretched out: "Dear friend, take us to the residence."

Anthony led his group to the residence. As he walked by the corner, he glanced at the girls who had a distance behind him, and then looked at Marin with an envious look: "I really envy you, Mr. Marin."

"You started to say strange things, my friend." Marin looked surprised - you damn Farole, why did you start to be sarcastic?

"His Highness Nova is the dream lover of all young people." Anthony said.

"After all, after all, pursuing her is the master of this country for granted?" Marin raised his eyebrows.

"Marin, please don't say that. This is a poor country. We are even fighting with chaos with cold weapons. Being a prince is a power and a responsibility. My great-grandfather said that this tide of destruction will definitely come early, and maybe even the first bell of a new destruction... Although the elders all said that the great-grandfather must be old and that he would imagine such a story when he was too old."

Speaking of this, the young man sighed: "But I don't think he was wrong."

"The latest issue of the Mage Tower says that the Sea of ​​Stars is shaking. If there is no World Tree that separates our star field from the direct connection between subspace, a new Chaos Army will jump into this world within three years at most." Marin said this and looked at Anthony: "We have about five years left now."

"All this is because of you, the tree in Carter Castle has already gained a certain reputation in the extraordinary world. I even heard that moderate wizards are trying to go to Carter Castle, because there, they can get rid of the constraints of sub-space for them."

"Yes, Anthony, when I came, I had at least 200 wizards in my hand. Most of them had escaped from the influence of subspace, and some had even re-entered the path of mages or psychics." Marin said to Anthony.

The young man was silent for a moment, then sighed: "It would be great if my old friend Jelt could have known the news a year or two earlier. He was stuck on the road of the Third Ring Mage for too long and eventually drank the potion, but he was discovered by the Mage Tower... and died in a wizard hunt two years ago."

"Don't care too much. I also have a friend who was an apprentice who died in the hunting process. She was only a little far away from the tree and was unable to be purified."

"The fortune tellers always say that fate has written stories of each other for everyone. Those who break their fate think they have changed their destiny, but they never thought that it was just a little twists and turns written by the goddess of fate for their own story." Anthony said, and brought Marin to a small courtyard: "It is here, the former king once lived here."

"Then I still have to thank our princess." Marin smiled.

"It can be said that Mr. Marin, if the bell of destruction is ringed..." "I believe that everyone will face destruction calmly, and then try to overcome it like people in the past, or try to live longer than destruction."

After Marin finished speaking, he signaled the girls to come in first.

"The gentlemen seem to have something to leave. Sisters, let's be ahead." Faye said with a smile, and came to Marin's side, lowered his body and kissed Marin's forehead.

"I will try my best to survive, for my beloved bride." Anthony's expression was firm when he said this.

Marin smiled, thinking to himself what flag this guy is setting up.

But when he thought about it, how could Mr. Anthony know about these messy things? He just wanted to survive.

So, we must speed up, Marin.

Destruction waits for no one.

Farewell to Anthony, Marin walked into the small courtyard, with a strong Greek style building, which made Marin feel like he had returned to a thousand years ago. Unfortunately, it was a pity that the interior decoration of Sidney was in the door, which crushed the little Bourgeois girl in Marin's heart to pieces.

Hearing that the spare and spots had been sent to the animal pen behind, Marin took a look and found that the spare food was eating jerky meat, as if it was covered with honey. The big bear looked very satisfied. Compared with this thing, it was really difficult for humans to enter the smelly creatures.

Spots and its cubs are hiding from the sun in the shade of trees - South Falor is no longer suitable for them to survive, but the powerful vitality of the monsters prevents them from getting sick.

I think Carter Fort is the place where these long-haired cats live.

Marin photographed a temperature control technique for Bandian's family. The little ones were sticking out their tongues, but after feeling the chill, they immediately rushed to Marin and climbed up along his pants.

"Do you regret it now?" Lilim's laughter came from behind.

Marin smiled and used a trick to point the little boys into a floating state one by one, then hugged them and turned around: "It's a little bit, it's too naughty."

Lilim supported herself on the windowsill with her arms, and the little lamb girl looked at Marin and smiled foolishly, without saying anything.

This made Marin a little confused. He walked up to her with the cubs in his arms, and then signaled the little guys to attack the sheep girl's nose with her tail.

So four tails swept over, and the sheep girl was itchy and begged for mercy.

At this time, Ruiwo ran over. The girl was a cat slave who was not discounted. She hugged the little boys from Marin and ran to the sofa happily, while taking out food from her space bag.

"Everyone is very happy. I just met some good peers there." Faye walked over and said, "By the way, why don't you ask how beautiful the bride is?"

"Do you need to ask? In my eyes, you are the most beautiful brides in my eyes." Marin said with a smile.

The little lamb ran away with a red face and went to find Ruiwo to pet the cat. Faye smiled and put his hands on his hips to look out the window: "Your mouth is in the capital, and countless girls will definitely fall for you."

"It's enough to have you fall for me." Marin replied with a smile.

At this moment, Gayat's Marin showed his scumbag style.
Chapter completed!
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