Marin had a brief meeting in the side hall with the archbishop of the Church of Justice and the archbishop of the Goddess of the Harvest Church, who had arrived in a hurry.

Telling the two of them his thoughts, His Excellency the Archbishop of the Just Church naturally agreed, and with the favor of Marin, he felt that it was not too much to give a name to a Holy Son, and he had lived all these years, and he had never seen a righteous man in the records of the Church who could possess two branches of the World Tree.

Of course, he finally gave up on this idea because of Marin's status as an apprentice of the Harvest Goddess Church.

And the archbishop of the Goddess of Harvest Church has no objection to Marin's idea, on the contrary, he has a very good idea of Marin's idea of the agricultural warframe - think about it, a warframe, only need an arcane drive, can do a lot of manual work, including plowing and so on, and there is no threat of injury, the mechanical body is very satisfying to listen to.

So, without objection, Marin and the two archbishops left the side room and walked to the side hall on the other side, which was used as a meeting room.

Everyone was already sitting on the couch and chair, waiting for today's host, Marin, to come on the stage.

The two bishops sat aside, while Marin stepped over to the small pulpit and wrote the word cooperation on the chalkboard that the church had prepared for itself.

"I think you've all heard of my philosophy, so I'm not going to say any hypocritical polite words, I'm here today just to talk to you about cooperation." Marin looked at everyone in the audience, the average age of these gentlemen and nobles with heads and faces was only afraid that they could be Marin's grandfathers.

But they are still here today, and each of them represents the organization, the kingdom, and the race behind them.

"I know about cooperation, but how do we ensure that cooperation is not disturbed." The owner of the dwarf workshop was the first to jump out: "I believe in you, Mr. Marin, but not all of you here are worthy of believing him as much as we believe in you, so what can you do to guarantee cooperation." ”

"I think the Lord of Justice should be able to endorse me." Marin said with a smile.

Some looked surprised, some looked weird, and one or two guys who didn't know where they came from, and some of them were scornful.

But in the next second, everyone fell silent, and at the same time looked at the side hall door that had been pushed open with surprise and fear.

An ordinary-looking, ordinary-smiling, and more ordinary-dressed young man stood outside the door and looked at Marin, the long sword in his hand was dripping blood, and he was carrying a demon's head that looked extremely hideous: "Remember to tell me before you carry me out next time, so I can tell you to call me at another time...... But considering that a child like you is still willing to trust me, this head is yours. ”

After speaking, the one who threw his head in front of Marin turned his head to look at everyone present, sitting or standing: "Marin is not wrong, his opinion is my opinion, and his thoughts are my opinion, so the oath you have made today will be recorded in its entirety on the Supreme Monument, and any treacherous person, I will let him understand how ruthless justice is to fraudsters." ”

After saying that, he pulled the portal and walked in, Marin glanced at it, and the other end of the portal looked a little distorted, and it didn't seem to be the view of the plane.

Just thinking so, Marin saw a very familiar red-skinned cub poking out of the door, he smiled at Marin and beckoned: "We meet again, cute boy, I am very optimistic about you, if you can't get along in the mortal world one day, come and be my champion." ”

"Enter the door, how much effort will it take me to undo your influence here." The young man reached out and dragged the cub back to the portal, which dissipated.

The Archbishop, the Lord of Justice, was desperately wiping the beads of sweat from his forehead, the gnomes were a little stunned when they looked at the halflings around them, the elves looked at each other with frightened eyes, and Marin seemed to know where the other side was—but he generally knew, because Marin really didn't know which layer of hell was on the other side.

"I don't have any other opinions." The dwarf breathed a sigh of relief, and finally patted his chest: "Don't call this lord next time, his hobby of expeditions is really thrilling." ”

"We elves absolutely believe in you, so we don't think you need to summon him." The elven ambassador couldn't even speak at this moment, he looked at Marin's face full of the aftermath of the catastrophe: "If that one more body poked out just now, it would be an actual evil god invasion." ”

The gnomes and halflings also unanimously said that now Marin has the final say here, and the halflings or dwarves will listen to Marin, and whoever disagrees will be killed.

So Marin looked at Count Robben, who looked at Marin with a wry smile: "We, Sidney Union, are willing to cooperate with you and contribute a certain percentage of research funds and materials. ”

"Well, it doesn't look like anyone will be skeptical about the possibility of cooperation." Marin smiled and nodded, then took out the manuscript in his hand and began to elaborate - first of all, the elves, dwarves, halflings and other workshops and organizations, each organization sent a certain number of craftsmen to participate in the research room established in the United Capital of Sidney.

The elites will begin to study the armor, and everything they write down will be compiled into a book that will be handed over to everyone on a weekly basis.

Although the dwarves were a little unhappy about the joint establishment of the Institute in Sidney, considering that Marin had dragged the Lord of Justice and that one out, the dwarves finally failed to refuse such a choice—at least countless times better than building on the island of Eternal Night.

The gnome and halfling guilds didn't have a choice, and they loved it - at least the city was one of the few places in the western human world, and there were a lot of elves and leprechauns to shop here, and in terms of the materials they needed, it was the best place to be.

So everyone quickly confirmed the location, but in terms of sending personnel, it naturally became the focus of the game between the two sides, and all the organizations wanted to stuff people into it, and the scene was so tense that Marin thought they were going to fight on the spot. In the end, it was Marin who revised the architectural plan of the institute, adding one floor above ground and two floors underground, which met the basic requirements of everyone.

During this time, some people were threatened, such as Marin who would be willing to introduce her daughter to her if she agreed...... Dwarf owner.

Marin immediately refused.

What about you dwarves?