Throwing away the broken pen in her hand, Lulu looked at the report in front of her and fell into despair.

How is this report written? Will anyone believe what she wrote?

The legendary native class that is less than eighteen years old can confirm that it has self-igniting psionic energy, and the proverb keeper sequence is high and visible to the naked eye, and it is very likely to be the proverb guardian of the second tier?

Who can believe it?

Lulu didn't know how to change the report - because everything she knew and saw was on it, but she couldn't believe it herself, let alone make others believe it.

It's a pity that this is the truth, this is the truth, a child who is evaluated as a non-psychic person will eventually ignite psionic energy, forge a legend, and even have a high-level sequence of self-branching.

When was the last time you wrote about this kind of guy who couldn't even believe it?

By the way, it's her brother.

With a struggling expression, she finally chose to throw the papers in front of her, she pulled out the special silver coin of the Night's Watch, summoned the spirit messenger, and the pale face of the dead roared out of the spirit world, grabbed Lulu's report, and finally disappeared into the open rift.

The messenger steward must be told to change the messenger to the guy she is contacting again.

While Lulu was still thinking this, the rift opened again, and the pale dead were pulled out of it by the World Tree Twig, it was wailing, it was roaring, but in the end it was purified, and the World Tree Twigs put the report in front of Lulu in its entirety, and then retreated into the rift where they had begun.

The Courier Butler is really a two-legged Saramon, what is he thinking?! Why do you have to use the Pale Dead to contact her?!

Lulu eventually flipped the table, picked up the bundled report and left her room—she was going to the United Postman to get it out by hand.

Otherwise, the idiots of the night watchman would not have thought of a girl for half a year before she had not delivered a report for half a year.

Out of the room, Lulu saw a shooting competition being held in the open space below the castle, which was the favorite activity of the Southern aristocracy, hunting with a gun was now popular throughout the Southern aristocratic circles, and a good gun was their bragging capital.

"Miss Lulu, where are you going?" Baron Shelton, the Baron of the House of Briss, noticed his guest descending the stairs.

"Go and ask the Courier to deliver something." Lulu said.

"Messenger, out of the castle drawbridge, you go three hundred meters and turn left for a block, and you will see the postmen's joint postman center, which is strange to say, although these guys have not been around for a long time, they are really powerful, and in my news circle, they have not failed to deliver letters."

"yes, that's curious." Lulu smiled - weird! The Joint Postman was run by Marin, and was staffed by house-goblins recruited by Rivo, who were proficient in long-distance movement using the secure tree root zone of the shallow subspace.

The reason why the World Tree Twig killed the pale dead was not only because the undead had intensified their defensive instincts, but also because of the targeted removal of the undead who appeared near their master without permission.

Next time, let the housekeeper find a war pigeon, at least the twigs of the world tree don't eat pigeons.

………………

Originally, Marin was going to go south to fight horses, after all, he had played in the hunting grounds, and then it was the right way to take you to witness the southern customs, but he couldn't stand the Briss family and decided to order a batch of equipment from Marin's workshop - at least 12,000 of Lao Li Ji's rapid-fire bolts, four times the number of grenades, and a sapper pickaxe for each person, which comprehensively benchmarked the two divisional units of the Guards.

If at any other time, the Duke of Briss had bought so many guys, and the whole world would have thought that he had a disobedience, or a covetousness for the next neighbor's estate, but now that he had strengthened his equipment, no one would dare to say a word - if something happened to him, none of the nearby countries would have escaped.

But the dwarven masters disagreed, they thought that there should be a new arrival in the work order, and Marlin also thought so, but Duke Bliss was really anxious - this is seeing that the chaos invasion has been in the past few years, and the orders in your workshop have been lined up for four years, who can stand it.

In the end, Marin could only help Duke Bliss - the fourth phase of the workshop, which was originally far away, was finalized, recruiting almost two thousand dwarven craftsmen, and Marlin produced twelve more drawings as technical shares, with the addition of these two thousand dwarven craftsmen, there should be hundreds more qualified apprentices within a year, and then Duke Briss's order should be numbered in the second year.

It's a win-win-win rhythm, Marlin opens the fourth phase, the dwarves join more (the dwarves are happy to see this, the bigger Marin's workshop is, the more dwarves are absorbed, the more glorious it is for the dwarves - because the legendary master craftsman Marlin trusts them dwarves immensely), and the Blis family has better support, and all three parties take what they need.

As for making money, Marin now only wants the dukes to arm their troops, so basically the shipment is a little higher at the cost price.

But it is precisely because of this that Marin is particularly impatient with the guy who still wants to come to the workshop to steal the drawings, and the street outside the workshop has already hung seventeen daring people this month, all of whom have been caught by the craftsmen.

There was one that was not caught before, Marin led the team to smash the Thieves' Guild, and found that one in the case of threatening to hang the president's family, the drawings had been rubbed, and the entire Carter Fort branch of the Thieves Guild was lined up and shot, and Marin led the armed team to smash the trading houses in the Eastern Kingdoms, killing all the members of the trading houses who dared to resist, and reclaiming the drawings from the hands of the president of the trading houses.

The comptoirs of the Eastern Kingdom said that they wanted revenge, so in retaliation, Marin burned the entire comptoir, and the whole family of the president of the comptoir is still swaying on the gallows.

Damn, I didn't even know how many pounds and taels I had, so I dared to provoke Marin's Kang Caien group - without even Marin's instructions, the Sidney Ministry of Foreign Affairs and the Dwarf Royal Court couldn't wait to jump out and tear up the Eastern Kingdom, saying that the Dwarf Workshop was the crystallization of Sidney's alliance and dwarf friendship, and the Eastern Kingdom's move to destroy unity and Yunyun first detained the basin.

Then there are the familiar economic sanctions and arms embargo - your Eastern Kingdom is unjust first, and my dwarf royal court and Sidney are unkind behind, and this wave of the two sides is an exchange of half a catty to eight taels.

In the end, the Eastern Kingdom had to push an earl out, insisting that it was a theft he presided over, and the royal family was not aware of it.

Marin didn't care, just let him mail the head.

Then the Eastern Kingdom mailed a head that I don't know which unlucky guy it was, and it was definitely not an aristocratic anyway - a nobleman in his forties could polish his entire mouth of teeth this year.

Marin smacks the emissary in the chest on the spot and sends him out of the church gates—physically sending you away.

The messenger was seriously injured on the spot, dragged away by the Church of Love, and is still lying in the intensive care unit.

The two sides were thus put on the shelf, and the Marin Group imposed a complete embargo on the Eastern Kingdom, and extensively educated and informed all the workers under the group about this matter, and now all the workers knew that the king of the Eastern Kingdom was a madman and thief who was not in the world, or a mongrel who killed innocents in order to shield the prisoners.

Even the workers who had escaped from the Eastern Kingdom felt that the royal family of the Eastern Kingdom had done something wrong.

Externally, Marin and the northern countries have also communicated through Lulu's channel, and until the Eastern Kingdom admits its its mistakes, all the kingdoms are not allowed to resell all the goods purchased from the Marin Group to the Eastern Kingdom.

The news that Marin received this morning was still that the Eastern Kingdom was mentioning Marin's background in a thousand words, and of course, he didn't dare to go too far - after all, Marin had just passed the certification of the Eight Rings Master in the Mage Tower.

In these years, the eight-ring mage is already a symbol of strength, as long as the brain is not broken, basically no one will think of offending such a level of mage, after all, at this level, many times there is no need to meet to kill people.

What's more, Marin has something in his hand that is five hundred yards away to determine life and death, according to the information of the Church of Justice, the minor nobles of the Eastern Kingdom have been very peaceful recently, for fear that the grievances between their royal family and Marin will affect them.

Think about it, in addition to the eight-ring mage, Ma Lin is also a psionic envoy (this Ma Lin has never been certified), the mysterious sequence ladder five (stargazer, Ma Lin has not been disclosed), a high-level elf sword dancer (this has been spread recently), in addition to the identity of these little nobles who are afraid to hide, such a confrontation between the owners of the two volumes, when the time comes, not to mention splashing your blood, you will have no place to reason if you are killed with a knife.

Marin's royal pen writers also wrote in the newspaper that the royal family of the Eastern Kingdom was not right-compared to the death of the United King of Sidney, the royal family of recent dynasties was inherited by the last generation of kings named nobles, and this tradition is extremely hardcore in the eyes of all kingdoms, and it is the so-called Zhengguo.

In the last three hundred years, none of the royal families of the four dynasties in the Eastern Kingdom were named by the previous dynasty, in other words, civil strife, conspiracy, and mutiny are the biggest daily activities of the Eastern Kingdom.

The royal family of the latest dynasty was seized by the throne after the royal family of the previous dynasty became extinct seventy years ago.

As for how the previous dynasty was extinct, there are more places that can be black, isn't it?

Anyway, when it comes to spraying people, the pen heads of Marin's men are definitely the strongest mouth cannon kings in this era after being trained by Marin.

In this regard, Sheldon was a little hesitant: "We have something to do with the Eastern Kingdom, and they are asking you what the hell is going on." ”

"Who presided over this theft." In fact, Marin's idea is very simple, if the host is a nobleman, then take a look; If it's someone from your royal family, then borrow it and take a look.

"It's their eldest prince." Sheldon gave this answer two hours later.

To be honest, Marin has never seen such a mess, and those white gloves raised in your Eastern Kingdom are really dead in vain.

"Tell them that either their prince has taken off his left hand, or this is not over." Marin gave the conditions.

Once again, Sheldon gave the answer two hours later: "They want to know why." ”

"For the brave men who still hung on the gallows of the Eastern Kingdoms Comptoir, for the assassins who tried to assassinate me, for the eastern thieves who died in the Black Cell for not wanting to say who was the mastermind......," Marin said, looking at Sheldon.

In addition to this, there are more people who are destined to die because of this, I pity them, pity their loyalty in the wrong direction, pity their efforts are destined to be buried, pity their existence is destined to be obliterated.