Marin looked at the tall and lanky man in front of him. He looked like a very normal man. According to the church guide, he was the Crown Prince Morvais.

Faye’s brother?

Well, I heard that His Majesty the King now has two wives. Faye was born to the elf lady Anna, and this one should be born to the other lady.

"Are you Marin?"

The tall and thin man seemed to be as confused as Marin.

But what Marin was confused about was why he came to find him, and what he was confused about... "Why are you so small? I wanted to duel with you, but you are too small, and I'm afraid I won't be able to win." He

Having said this, he squatted down.

...Damn, two meters tall is amazing!

Marin strongly despised the crown prince in his heart, and then nodded: "I am Marin. If we want to duel, we can go to the duel field now."

"Wait a minute, I thought the guy who could make my sister fall in love with him is also a great guy, just like those great guys over there." At this point, he also pointed to the side of the room from the back hall door.

The seventh grader who walked out: "Hi, everyone, can you come over here."

The leading seventh-grade student glanced at Marin, and then looked at this person with a little disgust in his eyes: "But don't come over."

"Why?! Don't you want to take my sister away from this little one? What about your courage! My sister is Faye! How cute!"

"We are not fools!" After the leader said this, he said something crazy in reply, and then ran away quickly with his companions.

The tall and lanky man was silent for a moment, then turned to look at Marin: "You seem to be in more trouble than I thought."

"Yes, big brother, let's duel." Holding the pure steel sword he just took from the stone statue in one hand, Marin used the sword as a giant sword and smiled like an honest citizen of Gotham City.

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Half an hour later, the lanky man who had been beaten with a bruised nose and face and Marin, who had just relaxed his muscles, were sitting in a cafe near the church. It was not that Marin was too good at beating, but that this guy... really couldn't beat.

According to him, he is proficient in muskets, and close combat means protecting one's own neck from the head. This time when he encountered someone like Marin, he was beaten the whole time.

However, considering his status, it was impossible for Marin to beat his uncle into a picture on the wall, so he went back and forth, playing for five minutes in half an hour, and the rest was all about family affairs - this man

He was convinced as soon as he fought with Marin. In his words, Marin was already able to compete with his younger brother.

"Speaking of your brother, is that your brother?" Marin, who was sitting on the open-air table, asked as he looked at the big man who drove his horse to the church door, jumped off the horse and crashed into the church door.

"Yes, it's him...ah, he flew out." Seeing his younger brother triggering the church's counterattack circle because of his recklessness, he was directly ejected. He did so and his brother could only raise his hand to say hello.

My younger brother - I can't watch him get his head bruised and bloody in front of the magic circle.

"Brother, are you not dead?"

"...Can you say something nice?"

As soon as the two brothers met, Marin almost died laughing at the conversation between the brothers.

Come on, I'm not a Texas killer.

Although his brother looked a little embarrassed, considering that his brother was here for a duel and not for an outing, it must be that Marin showed mercy when he was injured like this.

So the younger brother also stopped glaring at Marin before and began to look at Marin.

When Marin wondered whether the psychopath in the Morweis family had taken the wrong medicine, he heard his younger brother laugh: "Brother, leave him to me. I've broken his legs."

Sure enough, I took the wrong medicine.

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Half an hour later, the two brothers with the same bruises and bruises were sitting in the church's medical area, watching Marin's lunchtime activities - it is said that the apprenticeship competition between the churches will be held next month, and Marin is the best among the apprentices.

Yes, I am giving "make-up lessons" to the apprentices in the third grade of 678.

"Holy crap, isn't that the kid from the Caban family? He flies so fast, wow, it's hung on the wall." The younger brother couldn't help but sigh as he watched the battle on the field.

"Dak, you were flying like that just now." As an older brother, Boon kindly reminded his younger brother that as a human being, you must not forget the pain after healing the scar.

"Boone, I was wearing nothing just now. If I had just put on my armor, would he still be able to impress me?"

With their younger brother's deafening question, the two brothers watched as a mud elemental was knocked directly into the air by the kid named Marin. Then he kicked the summoner off the playing field, and the latter screamed and fell to the mat.

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"What did you just say?" the elder brother asked his younger brother.

"I didn't say anything." The younger brother replied very guilty.

Margaret, who was giving medicine to her two brothers, was laughing so hard that she was out of breath.

"My dear sister, don't make fun of your poor brothers like this." The eldest brother pursed his lips. He reached out and kissed Margaret on the back of her hand: "By the way, I heard that you are engaged to Colin.

Already?"

"Next February, brother, how do you know?" Margaret was curious.

"Of course it was my unlucky cousin who told me." At this point, Boone looked at his sister with a smile: "Don't worry, our mother received a lot of benefits from Anna's mother, and she agreed to you

Dak and I will not interfere in your marriage."

"Then why did you come to Marin? He was also approved by Anna's mother." As Margaret said this, she wiped Duck's broken and bleeding forehead with a cotton cloth soaked in alcohol.

"Wait a minute, why do you still have to use tactical trauma treatment to treat my wounds even though you have magical powers?" Dak almost rolled his eyes in pain.

"I was teased about my surgical knowledge today." Margaret said and wiped hard again.

Colin also came over at this time. He looked at Marin, who was beating people on the court like a painting, and then looked at the two brothers: "Duck, Boone, what are you..."

"They had a duel with Marin." Facing Colin, Margaret smiled happily.

"It seems that Marin has stopped." Colin nodded: "This is what reassures me about Marin. Generally, he will hold back when he can avoid killing people."

"Did he keep his hand? Why do I feel like I was hit by a fully equipped war horse!" Dak pointed at himself and said.

"Believe me, Dak, no ordinary person can stop the power that Marin does not control." After Colin finished speaking, he and his two uncles watched as the alien dog that had just been summoned was killed by Marin.

The hammer turned into a rain of blood all over the sky.

"Wow." Boon said with emotion: "Dak, what did you just say?"

"I think Marin has indeed stopped." Dak wiped the sweat from his forehead, his hands shaking like quails in the autumn wind.

"Marin! Be gentler! No one in the apprentice competition can hammer the alien dog into parts like you." Colin shouted loudly.

Marin on the stage nodded, then pointed with his little hand, and another alien dog successfully ignited spontaneously under the care of the instant super flame ray. The scene was filled with the smell of meat, and the summoner girl shouted "My Butch," and fainted.

passed.

"He can also do magic?!" Boone and Dak looked at the boy in front of them with their eyes widened.

"Ten blessings, nine curses, and seven abilities, don't talk nonsense." Because these two can be regarded as Marin's uncles, Colin said.

"I'm starting to think my sister is a little too high-spirited." Boone rolled his eyes after saying that - Margaret started treating the wounds on his face with alcohol.

"If I knew he was such a monster, why would I have trouble with him?" Dak covered his swollen face, feeling that he was really beaten in vain: "As expected of Anna's mother's daughter, her way of looking at people,

It’s too powerful.”

"Speaking of which, Colin, you can no longer be considered a genius boy compared with him." Boon turned his head and glanced at Colin.

"No, Colin is still my genius boy." After saying that, Margaret smiled and turned to look at Colin: "How about going to have barbecue tonight."

"Okay, we can call Maya and Marin over. That little girl is great at barbecue."

"That's great."

When Lang Qingconcubine said this, Marin had already knocked down the last apprentice, clapped his hands and walked off the duel field.

"No, Marin and I are going to have dinner at Cross's place tonight."

"Cross? Is it Cross of the Mage Tower, Toby the Bunny?" Boon blinked, and then asked with some suspicion.

"Yes, you know her."

"Of course, I know her father, my biological father." Boon smiled: "But all this should have nothing to do with you, so I won't mention it. If you want to kill him one day, just kill him. I

I won’t beg for mercy for him.”

"Should I say thank you in advance?" Marin was a little curious. This didn't sound like a relationship between friends.

"No, just come and tell me when you want to kill him," Boone replied with a smile.

Marin thought for a while, shrugged his shoulders, and then took the training sword handed over by his instructor: "What, you still fight?"

"How many games will you play with the team?" the instructor asked with a smile.

"Team of five? Me alone?" Marin asked with a frown.

"I think you have no problem." The instructor nodded: "I believe you. In addition to the energy-shaping spells, please use it freely in this game, so that those boys can see the real you."

"Okay." Marin came up with a wooden sword.

Boone and Dak looked at each other, then looked at Colin: "Colin, can he really deal with five people by himself?"

"I haven't tried it before." Colin took out a cigarette case, took out two cigarettes and gave them to his two uncles, and then gave one to himself: "But this time Marin can use the magic, there should be

You have to fight."

As soon as he finished speaking, everyone in the audience saw that Marin first used a ray to knock the charging warrior into pieces, then flashed past the flying spear, and when he came to the healer, he kicked the girl.

It was delivered to the wall wrapped in soft cushions.

The spear thrower turned around and threw a second spear, but Marin pushed the spear away. Then a branch came out of his cuff and turned into a whip in front of everyone's eyes. With one whip, the general was firing the second bow.

The elf flew away.

Turning around, he knocked the dwarf who was about to backstab him to the ground with the long sword in his hand. He turned around with a sword dance to pass the warrior's second charge. Marin reached out and grabbed the third spear, threw it to the spear thrower, and buckled

Facing a flying spear that could be thrown much faster than himself, the victim screamed and was stabbed to the ground by the headless wooden spear.

Then, without looking back, Marin threw the wooden sword behind him, hitting the chest of the warrior who had just turned around, knocking it over.

"Is the fight over?" Boone glanced at Dak.
Chapter completed!