It took a week to read all the ledgers, and Marin felt that he had sublimated - there were no mistakes in the ledger, every stroke could be matched, and all the numbers in Marin's heart matched the numbers, the so-called possible mistakes, whether there were any rats mixed in it, and the evil party that betrayed the ladies.

None exists, all is false, all is empty talk.

What exactly have I been doing this week, that's what Marin has been asking himself one of the best lately.

Then there will always be no answer, how can it be possible to find the answer, and the old housekeepers who are loyal to their duties are given a bonus equivalent to half a year's salary, but these old people do not accept the bonus, but ask their Mr. Marin to select a group of school-age children from his grandchildren to join the preparatory military academy.

This was a new benefit that Marin had received from his father-in-law, His Majesty Goethe in Regensburg – the Preparatory Military School in Carterburg, which was wholly owned by Marin, would admit children between the ages of four and eight and train military personnel on a full-time basis.

It's weird.

This is not the Royal Army Academy in Regensburg, it is the place where military talents are trained, and here in Marin, all students will be placed in Marin's army after 8 years of education, and in the next 20 years, Marin will carry out a major change of water in his own army, and the young soldiers will be armed with civilism - that is, they will take the protection of civilization as their duty, regardless of race, gender, they will all have the same values, That is to protect this planet beneath their feet.

Of course, they are fighting for their families, and everyone will have their own true faith.

They will be the guardians of the planets beneath their feet, the warriors who will fight to the death for their families, and they will be good fathers, good mothers, their children, their children's children, who will inherit everything they have learned in that academy.

Perhaps such a future will require Marin's generation to spend a lifetime to complete, or to add to such a bright future.

Maybe the future will not be as Marin thinks, because people's minds change, and everyone will change differently at different stages of life because of different things.

But at least, Marin has a clear conscience.

These children will be loyal to human civilization, and they will not fight for the nobles and kings of the chaotic world they are today.

That's enough.

The close proximity of the old housekeepers to the hostages was eventually accepted by Marin, who would not pick them, but let them send them over themselves—of course, their bonuses would be given as bursaries for these children.

Marin will do his best not to disappoint anyone who is willing to serve him.

After dealing with the ledger, Marin went to the Northland without stopping, and the legions that Nova was sent to the North had done well in the previous battles, not only the military of the Northern Kingdom had to issue them a handover, but even their queen was the same, and Marin was invited as a special guest...... No, it's the award presenters.

In other words, when Marin awarded a regiment of soldiers from morning to night on the first day, he once again found himself stepping into a strange cycle.

And when he thought of such a regiment, there were almost twenty of them, Marin felt really dead.

But at the thought of the excited and happy smiles of those soldiers, Marin felt - forget it, this damn world, if his efforts can make these soldiers feel valued, then Marin thinks it will all be worth it.

Besides, Marlin felt okay at the end of the day, and his arm was a little sore, unlike those who were holding medals, such as Svensson's brother, who was responsible for helping Marin carry the tray with the medals today, and it was said that his arm could not move at the end of the day.

What a poor fellow.

Marin sighed for him as he hurried into a camp where the soldiers who had fought with Marin had been transferred outside of Copenhagen.

Seeing Marlin appear, the soldiers who had been around the campfire excitedly gathered around, Marin shook hands with them, greeted them, and finally saw Carter Robinson.

"Hello, Your Excellency Marin, Your Excellency Antoine and Your Excellency Eric have introduced you to me." The young man said with a smile.

"I know, what you were just telling them."

"Talking about a bright future, after defeating Chaos, we will have a long time to rest." The young man said with a smile.

Marin was also smiling: "That's great, now I'm your listener, please keep going." ”

"No problem, Your Excellency."

So Marin and the soldiers sat around the Anglican chaplain again, listening to his story.

Overall, he is a very good young man, and there are always all kinds of good things in the stories he says, the brotherhood on the battlefield, the love and children waiting for him at home, the companions and friends he knows well, and how they need to face chaos and how to defeat chaos for all this.

The young man's speech was full of structure, and it was not like the indoctrination of Northernism as Marin imagined, but infected every soldier in a subtle way.

The northerners of this era have the romantic feelings peculiar to revolutionaries, but also have the calmness of realism, they are loyal to their ideals, they face reality, they will not blindly oppose anything, on the contrary, they use their actions to infect everyone.

It's a good teammate, but it's also a very difficult opponent.

When Marin raised his hand and applauded with the soldiers, he had a little realization in his heart.

………………

Looking at the Fort Carter Times sent from Fort Carter, Revo frowned, and for some reason, he always felt a helpless smile on the face of the young man holding the medal tray for Marin. It was obviously a printed and not very clear photo, but why was the helplessness on the young man's face so clearly visible?

As she thought so, she heard the curious cries of the apprentice behind her.

"It's His Excellency Marin, and the photo of him handing out medals to the soldiers has made headlines."

It was the little girl with the golden head, this child was unexpectedly sensible, but also unexpectedly bold, and sometimes Revo would think that if she were asked to choose one of these children now, she would definitely choose this child.

Because she is too sensible, sensible smile, sensible amazement, sensible boldness and well-behaved.

Her companions didn't even have a tenth of her acting skills...... No, it's not just acting, this kid has alchemy knowledge that ordinary people can't reach, and he can also draw inferences about what Ruivo has taught, if she hadn't passed Ruivo's observation and the identification of the Mage Tower, Ruivo really doesn't know whether this little thing is a human or a ghost.

"This is your mentor's husband." Rivo smiled at the children in front of her and handed her the newspaper out.

Watching the children struggle to read the newspaper, Rivo lay down in a rocking chair.

She had already contacted Marlin, and he said that he would give a list of the potions when the time came, and that there was no need to make them yet, lest the potions' time limit expire.

What a good husband.

Ruivo looked at the ceiling, and in a trance, she thought of the first time she and Marin met, oops, it has been so many years in a flash, and she has changed from a child back then to a prospective mother now.

The children over there were chatting, although they were children, they already had a very intuitive understanding of the beauty and ugliness of the opposite sex, and hearing them say that Marin was handsome, Ruivo squinted his eyes happily.

Her pet, an owl, flew into the window and landed on the armrest of the rocking chair.

Rivo took a roll of letter paper from the barrel of its foot.

Above was a brand new order from the Northern Mage Tower, and after glancing at the contents, Ruivo stood up and snapped his fingers at the housegoblins floating in the air, "Girls." She said aloud, changing her previous shy appearance.

Rivo, you have to work hard, Marlin needs your help.

Her apprentices looked up at their mentor.

"Go tell the alchemists that there is a new order, this time we will continue to help the same kind in the north, and all those who are willing to work overtime can get double the overtime salary!"

"Yes, ma'am!" The blonde girl was the first to respond.

"All right, my child, take your sisters with you." After Rivo finished speaking, in front of her, a teleportation channel was opening.

"Madame, where are you going?" The blonde girl asked.

"In an hour, the alchemy conference I'm in charge of will be held, and I'm going to get ready." Speaking of which, Rivo saw the glint in the child's eyes, and she seemed to be expecting something.

What an ambitious young man.

Looking at her appearance, Ruivo smiled and beckoned to her: "Jasmine, child, come here." ”

"Madame, is there anything wrong with you?" The blonde girl walked over.

"I lack an assistant, would you rather give your work to your sisters and come and help me, or would you rather give this opportunity to your sisters." After Rivo finished speaking, he looked at the girl in front of him, she was waiting for her answer.

The blonde girl was excited, and she turned her head to look at her sisters, who were also excited.

"Jasmine, come on." The black-haired girl said, "I'll take my sisters to tell you the news." ”

"Please, Tara." The blonde girl's eyes were full of tears, and she watched her sisters leave, then turned to look at Rivo, "Madame, is there anything I need to prepare?" ”

"Bring the bag I put there."

The black file bag that Rivo pointed to himself was a bit of a norm for a house-elf, but a little small for Jasmine, a human-elf half-breed.

So, the child picked up the purse with both hands and watched as the lady in front of her magically manipulated her clothes to complete a change.

Eventually, she followed her mentor, who had donned the robe of a legendary mage, into the teleportation corridor one after the other.