Marin didn't want to get along with that boy, that was because there was a soul in the child's body who was about to enter old age, and his original intention was right, but unfortunately Marin was not a real mentor, so since he was the one who confessed his mistake because of this, Marin didn't mind letting this boy go.

Be forgiving and forgiving.

It's just that Marin can spare this young man, but the young man's elder relatives don't want to spare Marin, or ...... Marin injured the kid and couldn't play, so it's a matter of course to get angry because of that.

Therefore, when someone stood up in the mentor area of the Church of the Night Goddess over there, Marin still felt a little taken for granted - the other party was a thin young man, wearing a loose church robe with two sleeves rolled up high.

He stood up, and the child holding the sword beside him also stood up.

"It looks like a Thaian, but it doesn't look like a Thai." The mentor's voice rang out behind Marin.

"I don't know, the Night Goddess Church is not familiar with us." Another mentor said.

Marin smiled and stood up.

Fio had pushed Bloodroar out of his satchel, and Lorraine rolled up Marin's shotgun.

Marin turned his head to look at Lorraine, who thought about it, put down the gun, and wrapped it around Marin's right hand, which eventually turned into a knife in Marin's hand.

Marin turned his head to look at Fio, who thought for a moment and threw the blood roar aside, ignoring its roar, and returned to Marin's left hand as well, eventually turning into another knife.

The straight blade is thick and the back is wide, and it looks like the guy in the hand of the kid holding the sword.

Someone on the other side stood up and tried to admonish the young man, but his advice was of no avail, and the latter pushed him away, drew his sword from the arms of the child holding it, and walked towards Marin.

The members of the Mage Tower looked a little helpless, but they still wanted to stop this farce as soon as possible.

Marin thought for a while, let go of the hand holding Lorraine, Lorraine fell to the ground, it quickly rushed to the side, picked up the white glove, handed it to his master, watched him throw it at the young man, and then the tender branch of the World Tree quickly re-became a weapon in Marin's hand.

"I'm sorry, I don't usually wear gloves." After the young man finished speaking, he pulled away his gloves with his sword, and then in the next second, he appeared in front of Marin, and the stabbing sword pierced through the remnants left by Marin.

Turning around, the drawn sword stopped before the finish line, Marin blocked the sword that was about to slice his neck with his right hand, and stabbed his opponent with the knife in his left hand.

Sideways to get out of the way, the young man stepped back, a dexterous slide let go of Marin's pursuit, and after thinking for a moment, Marin, who was not pursuing, reintegrated the two World Tree twigs.

Holding the sword in his left hand and supporting the sword body in his right hand, Marin narrowed his eyes.

The youth didn't seem to have much patience, and his dash was so fast that Marlin had to block the sword's cut at his head with the end of the hilt, and at the same time the raised blade cut through his opponent's sleeve, and at the last moment, the youth once again gave way to Marin's cut with a beautiful sliding step.

Pulling away, holding the knife in both hands, and facing each other with blades, Marin began to think about the identity of the other party.

In appearance, he looks like a southern Thai, and the black hair also seems to explain the fact that he is a southern Thai.

It's just that the people of southern Thailand don't have golden eyes, and they don't have a face like an elf.

Metis?

With such doubts, Marlin held his sword sideways, stopped the swinging sword, and at the same time rammed the force into the young man, who could not fight Marin in strength, and he deftly let Marin's impact pass - the moment Marin's impact was about to touch him, the young man disappeared in front of Marin again.

Behind him, left or right, the momentary thinking did not make Marin make a decision, and finally Marin used the sword as a staff, the sword pointed to the ground, while flipping and standing upside down, Marin saw that the young man's thrust was already in place, and he didn't seem to be able to think of Marin's movements, and subconsciously kicked towards the long knife, wanting to make Marin lose his balance.

The two branches of the World Tree spread out as Marlin flipped and floated in the air, and the young man who couldn't kick the entity nearly fell, but he managed to control himself and once again put on a spurt stance, ready to end it all when Marin landed.

In the air, the two branches of the World Tree began to transform once more at the flow of Marin's mind, Fio transformed into a sword, and Lorraine wrapped its companion in a sheath.

Marin controlled his posture in the flip, holding the sheath in his left hand and the sheath in his right hand, and the moment he landed on the ground, the youth's thrust had arrived.

The sheath of Marin's left hand was raised upside down, and at the same time as the thorn was slammed, the erect sheath tail hit the young man's right eye socket hard, and the short body gave him a remedial slash, took a step back, and tucked the sheath at his waist, and in an instant, the long knife turned into a twig of the World Tree broke the long sword that the young man used to block, and then hit him hard in the face.

The young man flew off into the distance in a flying stance, eventually landing on the ground in front of their mentor quarters.

Putting the knife back into its sheath, Marin turned around and walked to the bench and sat down, put the blood roar back in his satchel, and watched the young man stand up with his face covered, Marin smiled.

The World Tree Tender Tree can't kill good people, their blows to the target of the good camp are more like a treatment, although this young man is unstable, but he is still an existence of the good camp, so he did not die.

If he was in the neutral camp, then that moment would have made him suffer for at least ten days and half a month, and although it would not have caused death, he would definitely not be able to stand up anyway.

If he was from the evil camp, then he could leave a whole corpse in the face just now, and it would be all the gods who had mercy.

"The knife drawing technique of the southern Thais, how can you do anything?" Mentor Emmett Selke looked at Marin and asked.

"I learned a little bit, it was taught to me by the instructor of the church, and the elves like the sword drawing technique of the Thayans very much." Marin said this, noticing that the half-breed finally made a gesture of surrender to himself - his hands in front of him and his head bowed forty degrees.

Standard sprite moves.

Smiling and nodding, Marin turned his head to look at the stands: "When are you going to make a flute, there is still a period of time before dark, do you need me to buy you some water?" ”

So the training battle on the stage began to continue, Marin held his cheeks and watched, very boring, the battle of the middle-grade apprentices in the outer area was like a play in Marin's eyes, and the reaction was not as good as the Fort Carter apprentice group who had been practicing with him all year round.

"Mr. Marin doesn't seem to look down on the strength of these children." The fellow church teacher from outside the region sat down on the bench behind Marin and smiled a little awkwardly.

"Hmm...... The senior apprentices are playing well, but the middle students are not, and many people's bodies have not fully grown, whether it is reaction or strength, they have not entered the peak period. Marin held his cheeks and didn't look back, listening to the voice like an old man, Marin could only tell the truth, he couldn't say it against his will because he listened to the old voice, not because the fight was too boring, but because he didn't sleep well last night.

Saying this, if it was Logan's stupidity, maybe he would believe it, but it would be better not to humiliate himself with such an old man in the back.

"You're not in your prime either." Mentor Emmet Selke gave Marin a blank look: "It's Archbishop Simon Tobit who is talking to you. ”

Marin turned around and saw a kind old man, who smiled and waved his hand: "Mr. Marin is not wrong, although he seems to be just a child, but Mr. Marin is a fourth-grader who was rejected for the competition after all, and he just played well, that kid is a member of the High Elf clan under the command of the Night Goddess, a half-blood, but he always thinks of himself as a real High Elf, you can teach him a lesson, and it will also help us a lot." ”

"It should be a little weird-tempered, and people are not bad."

"Isn't it, it's just because people aren't bad, you just need to teach you a lesson."

The old man looked happy, but Marin felt that he should not know that the World Tree twigs could not kill a good person.

He thought that Marin was retained, maybe everyone thought that Marin was retained, but in fact, Marin didn't have any retention, only because of the special effect of the World Tree Twig: he couldn't kill the target of the good camp, so this kid couldn't die.

Changing camps, such as being orderly and evil, Marin felt that this kid should have a zombie in it.

At this time, the two teams on the stage finally finished fighting, and the next team came up from Fort Carter and a team from the eastern province called Dazedi.

Marin sat up straight, crossed his legs, and watched as his own Jessica walked up to the stage with the team.

"Your team at Fort Carter, to be honest, the guys in your hands are good, I've seen them, they are all dwarven standard weapons, I haven't heard that your leader of Fort Carter has established dwarven craftsmen." The archbishop muttered in a whisper that Marin could hear.

"The dwarven craftsmen belong to me, if they helped the apprentices of Fort Carter......" At this point, Marin was silent for a moment, and then stretched his face: "Then again, old man, there is no boy who doesn't know the height of the sky and wants to ask my people to borrow a guy, right. ”

"How is it possible, you can't throw it on this shame." The old man refuted Marin's speculation with a smile, and at the same time narrowed his eyes, the battle on the field had begun: "That werewolf girl has activated her orc bloodline, no need to fight, Mentor Emmetselke, stop the game." ”

So the mentor of Emmett Selke called off the game, and the apprentice leader of the opposing team was not convinced, but was still taken off the stage by his own mentor.

"I don't think the opposing team is necessarily without the strength to fight." Marin looked at the old man.

The latter shook his head: "It is true that there is the power to fight, but fighting to the death is not used for the consciousness of the companions who are also believers in the goddess, if you have such an awareness, you can use it in the real arena." ”

Ma Lin raised his eyebrows, agreeing with the old man's statement: "You are not wrong, I take it for granted." ”

"Of course, your battles are never practiced, every time is a fight for your life, and it's normal that you don't understand." At this point, the old man noticed that Jessica was leaving the field and walked over to Marin, and he motioned for Marin to look forward: "That werewolf girl looks like she is here for you." ”

"Yes." Marin nodded, stretched out his hand to hold the werewolf girl's hand: "It's a good fight, but you should suppress your strength, today's battle is a training battle, as soon as you open the power of the bloodline, the other side won't fight at all, you wasted an opportunity to understand your strength before the real battle." ”

"I didn't remember until I opened it." Werewolf replied with an embarrassed smile.

Marlin gave Jessica a finger at him, "Alright, let's sit here and watch Maya's game." ”

At this time, Faye's messenger landed on Marin's head, and Marin glanced at the messenger's communication note that belonged to Faye.

"Faye's father has returned." Marlin looked at Jessica and said, "Looks like I'll need to find a place to solve the problem of food and lodging tonight." ”

"Our Majesty has returned sooner than expected." The old bishop took out the pocket watch in his arms and glanced at it, then looked at Marin meaningfully: "Speaking of which, I never believed that you and the child Faye came together, I thought you were just a shield for her, but now it seems that I have thought too much." ”

"No, I am indeed her shield." Marin retorted with a smile: "I am her shield, her sword, her embankment, her lover, we walk together and support each other." ”

"You young people speak so nicely, I'm going to be jealous when I hear the old things." The old man laughed and looked at Mentor Emmett Selke, who also smiled a little awkwardly: "Young man, you just like to be elegant when you speak." ”

"It's just a matter of elegance and vulgarity." Marin smiled, while noticing that the battle on the field was over: "This team is quite at stake, where is it." ”

"The Northern Provinces, the teams of the Baim and Katov regions, are close to the Northern Line, and their apprentices there have the most experience in actual combat." The archbishop was proud of the team: "I came from there, and the ranks of apprentices of the churches of the Baim and Katov regions have always been made up of the most trusted children of the goddess in the whole union. ”

Marin was silent for a moment—his most trustworthy meaning was not to boast, and in the Church of the True God, the most trustworthy of a god is usually the most fearless of sacrifice.

The next game was a bit dull, not to mention Marin, even the other mentors couldn't stand it, and finally when the junior apprentice team came on the field, they finally began to cheer up - compared to the performance of the senior apprentices, the junior apprentices are usually worse than the middle students, but because of this, the shining points shown by the children are more valued by the mentors, and the so-called future is promising, this is the truth.

In the first few rounds, even Marin was surprised - this time, almost all of the junior students of the Harvest Goddess are composed of first-year students, although in terms of strength, there should be no competitiveness at all, but because of this, whenever a child shows his strength and talent, Marin will consider how dazzling the child's future performance will be.

For example, the half-dragon hybrid just now - dragons are extremely rare in this world, but it doesn't mean that there are no dragons in this world, some dragon clans still exist in the world, this kid is one of them, the magic resistance is good, almost ignoring the fire spell, he can even eat several flame rays in a row, except for making his clothes burn a few holes without any damage.

"That's your sister, I don't look like it." The old man watched Maya's Fort Carter team walk onto the playing field, and turned his head to look at Marin: "Although you are all half-bloods, I really can't find common ground in them. ”

"My sister and I are the adopted son and daughter of Mr. Gaiat." Marin watched his sister walk up to the stage and said, "Speaking of which, did Mentor Emmett Selke tell you about my sister's attainments in lightning arrows. ”

"Mentor Emmett Selke said, I think it's just a burst of shots." The old man said.

Marin looked at the opposing team's deliberate spread out formation because of Maya's presence as a spellcaster at a glance, and expressed some appreciation - at least they had understood that standing together in groups against a spellcaster was the stupidest mistake a person could make in his life.

Then he saw his sister Maya shoot a Chord Circle before the fight began—a three-ring spell that was required for spellcasters to prepare for the stake output, and each spell enhanced by the Resonance Circle would gain an additional portion of damage and resistance penetration.

"The first grade will be able to do the three-ring technique, this little guy is very good, but it's a pity that he is a friendly child, otherwise I would like her to convert...... What is that? Seeing that the lightning arrows in Maya's hand fired more than twenty rounds in one breath like a repeating crossbow, electrifying the team that had been scattered on the opposite side, the old man turned his head to look at Mentor Emmett Selke: "This is what you said...... Attainments? ”

"Yes, didn't I tell you." Mentor Emmett Selke said with an innocent expression.

"I ...... I've lived all these years, and I've never seen anything like it! The old man was angry and anxious: "What if you hurt the children!" ”

As he said this, the crowd in the stands saw the little cubs get up.

"It's okay, I prepared a wristband for my sister that turned into a world tree twig, and the lightning arrows that were shot out were all converted into positive energy, although they still had a little electricity, but they couldn't kill anyone, and because of the healing effect of positive energy, they couldn't hurt anyone." As Marin was saying this, he heard the surprised voice of the kid on the stage, as if the lightning arrow had healed his injuries for him.

“…… What a gracious child you are. The old man looked at Marin with a somewhat complicated expression.

Marin smiled, then reached out and pulled his sister into the stands.

"It's my sister." Marin patted Maya's head, and the little leopard smirked twice, then took off the bracelet made of Lorraine, a young branch of the World Tree, and handed it back to his brother.

"I feel like this kid is here now, and our junior team has the strongest team in the parish competition." The old man's sigh came from behind him.

Marin has some regrets about this - old man, if Marin in front of you can participate, the middle grade team of the Goddess of Harvest is a force that can oppress sentient beings in this competition.