"This is Mr. Meng Jinshan, the observer envoy of the Southern Thai Envoys, a respected war witch, very powerful." Out of professional necessity, the fat messenger with long wavy hair that Marlin had seen introduced the old man to Marin—and during the introduction, the fat man focused on the sequence of this man.

The latter walked over, stretched out his hand, and spoke in fluent Sidney: "Good evening, Lord Marin, my daughter has not caused you any trouble." ”

You must be blind, do you know that your daughter and I robbed the girl?

You certainly don't know, just like you don't know that I'm going to tie her up and sell her to the Frost Giant, I heard that the Frost Giant has been looking for a Southern Thai chef who can cook for them, hoping that your daughter can use her psionic energy to flip twenty-four pots at the same time.

Marin also stretched out his hand and replied in the same fluent Thainan language: "There, your daughter is a child of courage." ”

The blind old father shook hands with the liar Marin, and the fat messenger did not grasp the inner drama of the two at all, but felt that it was a good thing that the two did not need him to be the translator.

The Southern Thai envoys expressed their curiosity about the power system that Marin had pulled out, and Marin called out the person in charge of the halfling training squad and asked him to introduce the working principle of this 'Battle Mage Combat Power System Type 1'.

Actually, this thing is a large thrust system that allows mages to maneuver in the air, but no one has ever thought of it before.

The so-called one trick is fresh, eat all over the world, and this is the truth.

The latter was born as a master craftsman, and had a good conversation with several southern Thai craftsmen in the envoys, and the southern Thai envoys were all proficient in the lingua franca, so Marin had some free time.

And Marin's Lulu finally drove away Xiao Meng's light bulb, and then she came to Marin and stretched out her hand to hug Marin: "Mr. Marin, I know how brave and fearless you are, but at least give me a chance to accompany you, okay?" ”

"Don't worry, it's just a matter of killing a few big Chaos flies." Marin comforted Lulu, and at the same time had the idea of driving this somewhat clumsy girl to Rongma and let her accompany her own girl - now that the war is even a bath, Marin really doesn't want to leave Lulu in the unpredictable Copenhagen, especially since he has just killed a lot of people, and the other party can't deal with him, in case the target turns to Lulu, Marin can't completely trust the safety of this silly girl to the protection of No. 11 and No. 17.

In other words, if Lulu makes any mistakes, then the next Copenhagen will be shrouded in bloody rain every day.

To put it another way, Marin kills chaos on the defensive line during the day, and at night he has to take No. 11 and No. 17 to send warmth to the murderer's family, how can this work, this is simply 007's blessing, Marin doesn't like this.

"Are you trying to drive me away?" Lulu asked suddenly.

This surprised Marin - what, this girl may be the weakest existence, and in the past few days, she has made a breakthrough in her spiritual energy, and she can already directly feel the thoughts of others?!

Of course, Marin will not admit it: "What nonsense are you talking about, how can I drive you away." ”

"The expression on your face just now is exactly the same as when my father tried to drive my mother away, did you want to drive me to Rongma?" The girl's eyes were fixed on Marlin, and her expression was serious, like a serious little tiger.

"No, not really." Marin said as he involuntarily looked at the dwarven tower master not far away - quick! Dude! Save me!

But what Marin didn't expect was that this dwarven tower master saw Marin's gaze at him, and even turned away with some shame...... Ah, by the way, I heard that the tower owner is still unmarried, and he is going farther and farther down the road of death that is bald, single, and no one wants...... Meow a mi, am I asking for my own death?

Thinking of this, Marin turned his head to look at the wavy hair again, who noticed Marin's pleading gaze and smiled a little shyly, while also giving a thumbs up.

Ah, forgot, this wave hair is still celibate, with the identity of an author, and is the best at making up for it in the brain.

How did you make it up?! And a thumbs up! Friend! Are you a jitter who likes domestic violence?!

Thinking of this, Marin's head was forcibly twisted back by Lulu: "Really? ”

At this moment, the girl in front of Marin had the red eyes of a predator, and she looked at Marin, waiting for a terrible answer that was ready to be devoured.

"Of course it's true." Marin tried to make himself smile more sincerely.

"I'll trust you this time, by the way, it looks like someone is looking for you over there." Lulu let go of her hand, Marin turned her head and saw the halfling messenger, standing at the entrance and exit of the maintenance area, he obviously remembered Marin when he was 1.8 meters, so he was now searching with his neck up, completely ignoring the 1.2 meter version of Marin.

You see, this height difference is really very confusing.

Marin whistled, and the halfling messenger immediately looked this way, and after finding the target, he ran over quickly: "Your Excellency, Your Majesty has been looking for you all day, and I just heard that you have come back with a team, so I immediately came to look for you." ”

"I can think of what's going on, it's okay, you wait for me, I'll summon my two subordinates first." After Marin finished speaking, he directly opened a teleportation channel in the maintenance area.

………………

"Han Qing, I can't see his fate at all, it's very weird." The old man of the envoy group looked at Marin Gayat, who was chatting with Meng Jinshan, and whispered in confusion.

The old man of the same age who was called Han Qing beside him frowned: "Xingwen, do you remember, the old Tucker of the Olsong family refused to mention Marin alive or dead, it seems that he already knows, why didn't he tell us." ”

"Fortunetellers and astrologers will be like this when they meet someone who can't see their fate, and if he came to ask me, I wouldn't have said it, so I paid attention from that time, and now it seems that it is really right not to do the divination directly, and if there is no preparation for the divination of Marin's fate, what will happen is unimaginable." The old man known as Xingwen looked at the young man in front of him and sighed.

"So you know." Han Qing smiled and sighed.

"Of course, the diviner and the astrologer are originally the same sequence, but the names of the East and the West are different, this child...... It's a little weird, but at least he's on our human side. After the old man finished speaking, the two of them noticed that the young man named Marin whistled, and a halfling ran towards Marin quickly, so they sighed with feeling: "Speaking of which, before the great destruction, why did the ancient people create halflings, dwarves, gnomes and elves, just like we created the orc race...... In the process of dating historians, we have found that it is precisely because of their existence that after the Age of Great Destruction, the Age of Magic will be opened, and we humans will have the ability to protect ourselves in the face of chaos...... Could anyone really have foreseen all this and produced so many unnatural races of artificial genetic engineering? ”

"Old friend, all this you said is just speculation by historians, for us, the suffering seems to never end, our deep divers have observed at least eleven worlds destroyed by chaos, most of them are concentrated in the next hundred years, and the worlds that have not been destroyed, we have not been able to observe so far." The old man named Han Qing looked at Ma Lin and said: "Fate has never been kind to anyone, but the history of mankind is the history of heroes, every moment when the civilization building falls, there will always be heroes who come forward, old friend, we can't lose hope." ”

"Yes, we can't lose hope, even if there are no heroes, there are mortals like me gathered together...... Look at the test hand and mend the crack. ”

As they spoke, the two old men noticed that Marin Gayat had reached out and a teleportation channel was opening.

"Very old spell casting gestures, almost no fluctuations in the energy of the spell, is it a psychic energy instead of the arcane energy of the spell?" The old man named Xingwen muttered.

"Yes, it is the replacement of arcane energy with psionic energy, it is worthy of a double legend, no surprise, this child should be the most powerful existence in this century, with him, the western human world can get at least two hundred years of respite." The old man named Han Qing said.

Then they gasped as they watched the mechanical body that came out of the teleportation passage, and the old man named Xingwen directly clasped his hand to the hilt of the sword at his waist.

"Wait a minute, old friend, they're not runaway ghosts!" Seeing the second mechanical body walk out of the teleportation channel, the two mechanical bodies stood in front of Ma Lin and stroked his chest and saluted, and the old man named Han Qing sighed: "I really didn't expect that this child was lucky enough to find two machine souls that did not get out of control. ”

"Old friend, you said that fate has never been kind to anyone, and I don't think that's right, because I see a child who can indeed be called the darling of fate, look at him." Letting go of the hand holding the sword, the old man sighed, "Who was the last one who found two machine souls?" ”

"It's our Majesty, you old fool." His old friend complained unreservedly.

………………

"Quentin, what are those two old men from Southern Thailand muttering?" The Dwarven Tower Lord asked the Quentin Tower Master beside him while looking at the two old men from southern Thailand not far away.

The latter shook his head helplessly: "I only know two sentences of Thainan, it's not delicious, it's delicious." ”

"Are you a wild salomamon?!" The Dwarven Tower Lord rolled his eyes at him, noticing Marlin looking at him.

The old dwarf, out of self-preservation, turned around and prepared to flee.

"Hey, where are you going, you dwarf?" Quentin followed.

"Let's go to Corris and see what he is going to do with the money......" At this point, the old dwarf was silent for a moment, "I am not going to ask for this money." ”

"You don't want it, and I don't want it either." The two tower masters came to Corris, and the three of them decided to discuss it with the other two tower masters to see if they could get everyone to take the money, and the money would be used for the young mages who died in battle.

Corris gathered the five tower masters together, and when they found that the hero had seen the same thing, all five agreed to give up their share and divide the money equally among the young mages who had died in battle.

"Your Excellency Marin, I'll go and ask for a favor in a while to see if he can take those young mage's children as apprentices, and if he can't manage it alone, we can also help." Corris's proposal was well received.

"We'd better mention this matter to the tower owners and the council, if the tower owners can agree, that's the best, but we can't force it." Quentin added his opinion.

The five tower masters had no opinion on his addition, so the dwarven tower master turned around and prepared to talk to Marin about this matter as a representative, and then saw that Marin was opening the teleportation channel.

"Psionic energy instead of arcane energy? Pretty tricks, I'm beginning to think that our little Mr. Marlin is indeed worthy of the title of Legend and Excellency. The old tower owner named Jon Waschi sighed with a smile.

"Yes, we can't accept the old anymore, it's good to have such young people in this world, the next big tower master of the Mage Tower, I will recommend Marin." The Lord of Krista standing beside him clasped his hands to his chest.

"I am also going to recommend His Excellency Marin, whether it is his kindness to the common people, or his strength as a mage, or his posture of being a powerful person in front of a young mage, it is worth my vote for him, the old tower master will be at the age of twenty, and he will retire by then, and Marin will only be forty years old at that time, a forty years old with a double legend, he is simply a young man." Quentin said with some envy, "I believe that the Mage Tower will get better and better under his leadership." ”

"You're right, such a witty Lord Marin, who else can choose if you don't choose him, we dwarves will recommend Lord Marin, he is really good...... Wow, mechs, or two, I've never heard of Lord Marlin having two mechs who can listen to people, what about you. The dwarf looked at the two who had come out of the portal, turned to look at his old friends and sighed.

"Never, I've never even seen a ghost who listens to people." The other tower master blinked: "Then again, where is Your Excellency Marlin going?" ”

"Who knows, I think it's okay anyway, after all, Lord Marin will always be a legendary mage no matter what."

The tower owners came to a consensus, and they watched as Marin burrowed into the teleportation channel, then turned to continue their work.

At this moment, they have an even more serious disagreement.

"Who's going to write the death notice." The Dwarven Tower Lord asked.

"I won't." The four tower masters replied in unison.

"Are you going to let a dwarf write this?! You are indeed wild Saloni! Damn the Arcane Lord! "The Dwarven Tower Lord is in a state of rage.