Verse 213: Before the Harvest Sacrifice (2)
"Look at the excitement, the out-of-town guys and the gang guys are fighting." His sister's answer stunned Marin - how could the gang guys get into a fight with an out-of-town guy?
Curiosity led the carriage into the carriage, and then he noticed the use of a cane and three gang members...... No, using the word fight doesn't work, and using the game seems to be more illustrative.
Although he has a mustache, gray hair, and different facial features, Marin still recognizes his true identity at a glance - Mr. Donald.
It's the killer I wanted to invite when the two or five boys got together to perform before.
How did he get here?
Curiosity made Marin lift his hood and clapped his hands: "Alright, gentlemen, the excitement is over. β
When the citizens saw that it was Marin, they saluted and dispersed, and a young man who was a member of the gang seemed to have just joined and wanted to say something, but was patted on the head by two other veterans: "Mr. Marin, do you know him?" β
"Acquaintance, see that he didn't take a heavy hand, give me a face."
"Of course, your words are orders, and here we go, Mr. Marin." The two veterans very humbly stroked their chests, and then took the ten yuan tea fee that Marin threw over: "Go have afternoon tea, I'm in for a treat." β
At this point, the three gang members retreated in gratitude.
And Mr. Donald touched his beard with some embarrassment.
"This is not the place to talk."
Marlin took this guy into the nearby gun shop - the gun shop in Fort Carter now has Marlin's technology as a shareholder, and the gun shop owners have the best goods in the entire western human world, so they naturally obey Marlin's words, and when they saw Marlin coming with a stranger, the store manager immediately opened the conversation room behind the store for Marin.
Originally, it was used to talk about some shady business, but now I think it is also used to the fullest.
"I'm really bearded, Mr. Marlin, how did you see through my transfiguration." As soon as he entered, the gentleman stroked his beard again, and then looked at Marin with a puzzled look.
"I can see you for what you are." Marin didn't explain much, and though he said that would have made the Donald Mr. Donald think about it, it was at least more elegant than telling him that I could see your soul for what it was.
After all, being able to see the soul is still too scary for most people.
Sure enough, this one was a little surprised, but he still couldn't think of it that way: "It's worthy of Mr. Marin." β
"Is there anything going on here, Mr. Assassin?" Marin sat down in a chair, and Maya held Revo in her arms and stood quietly behind Marin.
The next second, Fio began to serve tea and water, Lorraine turned into a new high chair for Maya to sit down, Merlot pulled out a large plate of snacks from its space bag, and Mana, who joined last, sat on Marin's shoulder.
"Ah......" The gentleman was a little overwhelmed - after all, he should be the first mortal in this era to see the four branches of the World Tree, he struggled a little, it should be out of his work ethic, but soon his work ethic was defeated by the fact that he might be killed as an assassin: "Actually, I came this time with a mission." β
Then he quickly picked up two pieces of snack and stuffed them into his mouth.
"Murder, who?" Marlin was a little curious.
Fio pulled out three shotguns, short barrels, which at close range were the death knell for all humanoids.
"Well, can I not say it." After the gentleman finished swallowing, his expression looked very struggling: "I swore when I accepted the mission. β
"If you say it, your head will explode?" Marin immediately thought of a possibility, and at the same time began to notice if there was any steel ring around the guy's neck.
It's a pity, no, but Donald nodded: "Almost, although the head won't explode, the Assassin Guild will know about my betrayal, and then I will face all the Assassins in the entire guild, and the guild will treat me as a killer." β
"Is that someone I know?" Marin continued to ask.
"No, it definitely won't be what you know, our guild won't even take on such a task, if you have a life to make money, you have to have a life to spend." After Donald said this, Marlin heard Revo laugh behind him.
"It's an interesting answer, but I'm still not at ease, so I have to name three names, and if there's your goal, you nod your head, or you don't need to react." Marin looked at Donald, "Can it be done?" β
"That's fine." He nodded.
So Marin named the chief of the police station, the mayor of the city, and the head of the Arcane Fist.
Donald didn't move.
Marin nodded, looking at the circle at his feet: "In that case, I won't bother your work, but how did you deal with those three guys." β
"The young boy was going to dig into my pocket, and I found out." At the mention of this, Donald's face was a little unhappy: "I always thought that a big city like Fort Carter would be very good at law and order. β
"Yes, the security is very good, but what to say, I hope you can change your appearance next time, the people of the Eastern Kingdom have not been very popular in Fort Carter recently."
Marin is also powerless about this - although he can warn the gang not to judge people by appearance, and even destroy the disobedient gang, but why, they can control the country boys who have just entered the city, recommend them to do the work they are good at, and these boys will not go down the wrong path when they have money to make.
Everyone takes what they need, and they are already adults, do they need Marin to teach them how to behave?
I'm sorry, Marin thinks he can't.
These gangs are usually very patient with both locals and locals, but this is not the case with the recent surge of refugees from the Eastern and Northern Kingdoms, who have taken a lot of jobs from the Fort Carter area, and although Marin's conglomerate has tried to absorb refugees as much as possible, the two sides are still somewhat antagonistic.
This is already considered good, in other areas, both sides have already had lives in their hands, and everyone at the National Police Agency has heard that they have been having a terrible headache about this recently.
"I see, but the one to blame for this is our guild's shaper, who recently saw you and found the inspector of the Eastern Kingdom in Kizhong to be very attractive." Donald was also very embarrassed when he mentioned it.
Marin spread his hands a little helplessly: "By the way, speaking of which, my new book has also been submitted for review, and it should be able to pass, I hope your shapers will not have a good impression of some of the monsters in it." β
"What kind of monster." Donald, who was already preparing to leave, turned his head and asked.
ββ¦β¦ Ghouls with their brains exposed, such makeup is very difficult. β
"When I didn't say it, Mr. Marin."
Mr. Dondner fled in the face of the licker.
Marin also got up and left the snack made from the World Tree fruit grinding as a small gift.
The store manager sent Marin away, then returned to the conversation room, carefully collecting his snacks - there had been news in the gun shop that Mr. Marin had left a snack that was the best gift.
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Marin returned to the street and looked at his sister: "Why are you still holding Rivo, Rivo, do you have something to do?" β
"It's okay, this year's harvest festival has three more days off, and the church has also distributed a lot of snacks." The half-breed said as he hugged Maya's neck.
Okay, Marin thinks it's better to let the two girls be happy, it's still early anyway.
"By the way, Maya, what about your sisters."
"Sister Cross should go to the Mage Tower, Sister Jessica is making up classes in the church, and Sister Lilim should be with Sister Faye."
"Matilda, the stupid fox." As soon as Marin finished speaking, he saw a big-eared fox emerge from the corner of the alley on the side of the street, who was carrying a large group of young students of the Church of Justice, and seemed to be doing hard labor.
Completely immersed in her work, Matilda led her schoolboys into the alley on the other side, apparently preparing to go to the main square.
"Brother, you just saw it, right?"
Marin noddedβyes, a standard social animal.
Then he smiled a little bitterly - how many years have passed, and at the same time sighed that no matter how time and space change, there is always something in common between the unlucky ones, and the so-called best use of things, which is probably the truth.
As he thought so, Marin saw a paladin come out of the alley on horseback, and he went into the alley without looking back.
After a while, Matilda came out of the alley, and she looked around, and then spotted Marin, and the stupid fox came running quickly, and pounced...... Damn, what breastplate armor are you wearing at Fort Carter.
Ma Lin, who felt that his lungs were about to be pushed out, hugged the stinky fox: "Why are you back again?" β
"My lord asked me to come, and he gave him an oracle that only you can see."
Marin took the paper and opened it.
"Sure enough, it's blank, and only Mr. Marin can see it." Rivo grabbed Marin's shoulder.
And Marin looked at the words on the paper - I'm really ashamed of myself compared to the bastard in your head, Matilda paid you back.
β¦β¦ You're a dignified and extreme god, and you're very careful.
Then new words appear on the paper.
Talk nonsense again, wait for the thunder, little bastard.
Marin put away the paper, forget it, mortals must have mortal consciousness.
At the same time, I complained in my heart - I didn't complain about you, why did you jump out.
There was thunder in the sky.
"It's not raining." Rivo and Maya are still looking up together in Matilda.
Marin silently took out a blank diary and used it to turn into an umbrella: "Girls, go home." β
The girls happily followed and quickly walked to the front.
Marin followed, watching the cubs run happily along the way, watching the grown-ups get their hands or the harvest gifts they distributed.
It's really easy for everyone in this world to be satisfied...... It's also ashamed.
Thinking of this, Marin heard the sound of the car horn, turned his head, and saw the stinky brother of the Kwasel family and his convertible, as well as the cute girl sitting in the back of the car.
"Hi, Marlin." Mentor Emmett Selke followed the car into the lane beside Marin.
"Your girlfriend?" Marin took the initiative.
"My brother's granddaughter." The stinky brother of the Kwasel family gave Marin a roll of his eyes, and then turned to look at his niece: "Dear Aisha, stay away from this guy, everyone says that the girls who have been watched by this guy will be pregnant." β
His inverted granddaughter nodded, "If you insist on saying this, I'll be fine." β
"Be serious, dear." After speaking, this one turned around: "I'll take my little cutie to church first, and if you make a move on her, I'll kill you." β
The locomotive whizzed away, and Matilda stood beside Marin, a little puzzled: "Has this Kwasserl teacher in your church figured out who killed whom?" β
"It's good for mortals to have courage." Marin narrowed his eyes and thought of a question - this guy shouldn't love Wu and Wu.
Well, it shouldn't be, this kind of straight man of steel, even if he dies, he will only have that figure in his heart that will never be touched.
To put it nicely, it's love.
To put it mildly, that's stupidity.
Thinking of this, Marin noticed that dark clouds began to appear on the Heavenly Eunuch Road...... Ah, it's going to rain, or maybe it's snowing.
However, the girls noticed that the weather had changed and sped up their trip.
"By the way, what about Rivo."
"Come to our house and have fun." Maya and Matilda said in unison.
Marin was silent for a moment, then feeling the rain, he raised his umbrella and opened it, and the girls immediately gathered around.
Then, after a while, the rain turned to snow, then sleet, and Marin, who felt the temperature drop, noticed something rolling up on Mana's branches.
He took it quietly.
This...... Seems to be a bracket holder to support the convertible awning?
Marin looked around alertly, eventually dropping it into the alley.
Poor Monsieur Quasel, I hope your car will not be overhauled because of this.
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Colin looked at the elementary school apprentices who had been beaten back by the sleet and shook his head: "What the hell is the weather. β
"Autumn is already affected by the monsoon, it will rain and snow, you have forgotten, we have a harvest festival with a week of snow in a row." Margaret walked over with a cart full of dry towels.
"Of course I remember, we did a week's worth of homework that year, and everybody was going crazy." While lamenting the passage of time, Colin took towels with the senior apprentices and began to wipe the heads of the first-year students.
As for the little girls, it is naturally left to the sisters of the church to deal with.
After wiping one of the children clean, Colin hears the sound of the locomotive's brakes, and he turns his head just in time to see a soaking wet Mentor Emmet Selke walking in with a clean girl.
"Hi Colin, this is the new apprentice, my brother's eldest granddaughter." After saying that, the one sneezed: "Damn, my canopy bracket retainer is missing, I'll deal with it first, Margaret, dear, my granddaughter is in your hands." β
"Hello, I'm Aisha Kwasel." The young girl approached and lifted the hem of her skirt to Margaret.
"I'm Margaret, dear little sister, welcome to Fort Carter, come to my aid."
"No problem, Sister Margaret." The girl smiled and walked over.
"Wow, Mentor Colin, do you see how old Mr. Kwasel is to have such a lovely niece, and how old his brother is." Some seniors and Colin whispered.
"You ask me, who do I ask." Colin said there was nothing he could do.
A senior student joined the conversation: "I heard that Tutor Kwasel has several older brothers, and he is the youngest child of his generation. β
"It's so cute, I think I'm in love." There are young people who can't wait to join the conversation circle.
Colin smiledβit's good that the young man is energetic, "Then you have to work hard, and believe me, you're afraid you'll have to line up from the church gate to the third wall." β
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Donald, who was standing under the eaves, took the suitcase from the guild members who walked past him, then turned and pushed open the door of the inn.
Standing in front of the reception desk of the innkeeper, looking at the young boss in front of him, he smiled: "Is there any room available?" β
"Of course, you're also participating in the harvest festival?" The young boss asked with a smile.
"Yes, I lived here for five years when I was younger, and the harvest festival was my happiest time, and now I come back to see it, just in time to talk about a business." Pulling out his wallet, he looked at the boss: "I'm going to stay for ten days." β
The young boss was stunned for a moment, he raised his head and looked at Donald for a moment, and then showed an unpretentious smile: "Comrade, welcome back." β
"I'm back, comrade." Donald stretched out his hand and shook it tightly with the young man's hand.
The young boss walked to the door, hung up the room full of tags, and led Donald to the top floor, where he watched Donald open his luggage, take out the parts and start assembling them.
"I still haven't found the Arcane Fist traitors."
"No, the organization has abandoned their mission, it is believed that they should be related to Mr. Marin, and the goals related to Mr. Marin will be abandoned, so you don't look for them again, remember." Donald shook his head: "Speaking of which, how has our Mr. Casaman been on his trip recently. β
"He wanders the street at the other end of the square every day at four o'clock in the afternoon, from which he can be seen clearly, and in order to avoid being exposed here, you need to go up to the roof, and I have prepared a camouflage net for you."
"Very well, will he be there tomorrow?"
"Not necessarily, normally he's going to show up every day for five days, Monday to Friday, but tomorrow is the weekend, and I've been watching him for seven weeks, and he's been there three times."
"Half the probability, it depends on whether fate will send him to us...... In any case, he will surely die. β
"I think so too." The young man nodded vigorously: "The door of the store can't be closed for too long, I have to go down, you have to eat something in the evening." β
"Let's have something that the people of the Eastern Kingdoms like, to be honest, I haven't tried it yet." Donald said casually.
"Okay." The young man got up and left, closing the door with his hand.
Donald put the parts in his hands together into a long-barreled musket.
Removing the bullet from the box and kissing it on it, Donald carried out the old vow.
May the Lord give me a sharp gaze to help me kill my enemies.