When Marin found the halfling with the spot, this guy was charging from stall to stall in the square, and every time he collected a stall, this kid was so pretended that he had to pat the stall owner's face with his hand.

Don't stand on the shoulders of other dwarves.

When Marin came, the halfling's subordinates had already explained the situation to him, and the halfling jumped off the dwarf's shoulder and led the person to Marin: "Mr. Marin, is there any problem?" ”

"My woman's bag was stolen, and the illusion used by the other party, I have the right to suspect that it is your person." Marin said patiently.

"What do you mean! Do you want to blackmail our brotherhood! The halfling brother yelled.

Marin raised his eyebrows: "Can he represent you?" ”

"He represents the Brotherhood." The halfling smiled, "I'll give you an explanation, I'm sorry, Mr. Marin." ”

"When." Marin continued to ask.

"What the do you mean!" The little brother jumped out again.

Marlin pulled out the revolver, and the .50 flat-headed bullet smeared the dwarf directly on the ground.

The halfling's younger brothers slashed out the guys, Fio slashed the dwarf who rushed over with a roar of blood, Lorraine opened the scoop with a lever rifle, and Merlot put the shotgun wheel directly into the mouth of the other dwarf and pulled the trigger.

Marin sighed and put the gun away: "When." ”

"Tomorrow at the latest, I need to ask the high-ranking shadow thieves of the Brotherhood." The halfling replied with an unchanged face.

"I'll hear from you tomorrow." Marin turned to leave.

Until he left the square, Marlin sat on the spotted saddle, and the halfling still smiled and beckoned.

It's like a professional.

To be honest, Marin kind of admires this guy.

After walking a little further east, Marin took the hand of Cross, the rabbit girl carrying a box containing a precision rifle, who had been watching from the clock tower before, and if he had any thoughts, a large-caliber rifle bullet would have entered his head with the affection of its owner.

Taking Cross back to the train, Marin went to prepare lunch while feeding the pets.

Hey, when are you going to pick up your own bow and arrows and go hunting?

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"Marlin is in the kitchen." After taking a mute spell at the coterie of six, Faye looked at Matilda, "Avoid, my dear Matilda." ”

"Okay, I'll go make lunch for Mr. Marin." The big-eared girl ran away as fast as she could.

When Matilda was completely gone, the rabbit girl finished her sentence, and then shook her head helplessly: "Mr. Marlin is sometimes too indecisive, we must help him." ”

"That halfling is the one I heard is a pulsatilla, if you want to do it, let's wait until we leave." Jessica said very calmly as she filed her nails.

"Yes, Kloss and I are responsible for killing him, Jessica, responsible for distracting the possible bodyguards, Lilim, you help us watch for the reinforcements that may appear, Maya, you come to drive this time."

"No problem." Maya reached out and picked up the cubs as she ran over.

"We'll look at the scene and look for shooting spots on our own." Lilim nodded: "Maya, as my secondary shooter, when you withdraw, she and I will also see the opportunity to retreat and take you away." ”

"I'm going to get those guys' attention." Jessica nodded.

"Well, Marlin takes about 30 minutes to feed the pets and cook, and we have about 30 minutes, so, Maya, can you get Salis to keep her eyes on our target?"

"No problem, I'm usually taking Salis, I'll let it go to the sky in the afternoon, and if I can find it, I can confirm his route and residence." Maya looked at Faye and said.

"Take Miranda with you and let her see if there's any traps in this guy's room." Cross said, "If you can, Faye and I will open the portal and go in, and wait for him to come back." ”

"Nice, can you call Milani?" Jessica looked at Faye.

"No problem, I'll call Milani." Maya said.

"Well, in the afternoon Kloss, Lilim and Matilda will accompany Marin, and I'll go into town with Jessica and Maya."

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When Marin came out with a bowl, he saw that the girls were already sitting around the table waiting for the meal to start.

Feeling like a carload of pets, Marin smiled happily.

After putting the dishes together, Marin raised his glass: "Girls, I wish us a smooth journey." ”

"Good luck." The girls laughed in unison.

After eating, the old rule is that Marin is not responsible for washing the dishes, so Matilda and Lilim go into the kitchen, Cross takes a bunch of alchemy questions to discuss with Marin as usual, and Faye is going to mail some special products, which are said to be dry goods unique to the Pozzuoli region.

"Bring some for me, and I'll see what I can cook."

"No problem, dear."

Kissing Marin, Faye smiled and left.

Watching his girl leave, Marin felt that he was going to have another headache - Cross, can we not talk about alchemy today.

The last time I talked about this, Marin talked about alchemy for half a month and changed color.

"Okay, what are we going to talk about?" The bunny girl's ears are pricked up.

Marin smiled: "Let's talk about the syllable principle of the Eight Rings Technique, how about it." "Marin is familiar with this, if not, it's not impossible to talk about the use of the seventeen syllables of the eight-ring technique, if you don't like the syllables, the peculiarities of the arrangement of the four or nine chapters of the eight-ring technique are also Ma Lin's favorite topics.

No matter how esoteric it is, Marin is afraid that Cross will not understand it for a while.

"Let's talk about alchemy!" Bunny Girl is completely fried.

Marlin fried hair - it's over, I'm afraid I don't want to sleep tonight.

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Pulsatilla walked out of the portal, glanced at the shaved halfling and smiled, "Are you going to remember this great shame, Jefflin?" ”

"What do you remember, who are you, who am I, besides, my little brother owes his mouth, what else can I do if I am beaten." The halfling wiped his face with a towel after putting down the razor, and then washed it off with water.

"I asked the person who was looking for it, did you find it?" Pulsatilla asked, looking at the oil painting on the wall.

"It's not that easy to find, that guy is not easy to escape from Naples, Lord Catalia, that is the first shadow thief to pass through the City of Shadows in 50 years, not a street thief, and I heard that Tincchi is also looking for your target, can I know what he stole to be so remembered?"

"Something you'd better not know, Jefflin, sometimes the more you know, the more painful it is, you know." Pulsatilla glanced at Jefflin, the halfling.

The halfling man snorted, and took a bottle of wine and two glasses from the small table next to him: "You told me this twenty years ago, and you told me at that time that I would be able to go back to being a man in a few years." ”

"Who made you suddenly the leader of the group at that time, you see, how well you have behaved in the past twenty years, you have become the leader of Pozzuoli, and in another twenty years, maybe I should call you Your Majesty of the Brotherhood."

"you, why did Lao Tzu believe your lies back then." The halfling cursed, and then he toasted with the pulsatilla.

"To our Majesty."

The two drank it all, and the halfling glanced at the pulsatilla: "I don't ask you when I can go back, I just want to know, who we caught this time, what mistakes the target made, if my people catch the target, if they hear something, will they be killed, I have five brothers dead today!" ”

"They are not your brothers." Pulsatilla looked at the halfling in front of him.

"I am now the leader, Your Excellency! If I can't protect my brother! The Brotherhood of Pozzuoli will not need me! This time I can also use Marin as the darling of the Lord of Justice! And they are the first to provoke the party to prevaricate the past! What if you catch the target?! Do you want me to tell the Brotherhood Round Table members that they were killed by Catalia Hemingway, the royal hounds! ”

The old man and the halfling confronted each other in silence until Pulsatilla shook his head: "He stole an old item, and no one knows how to use it, but he just shouldn't steal it, do you understand?" ”

"That's good, Your Excellency, I really can't afford to lose personnel, among the five people who died at noon today are the guys I and I didn't deal with, I wanted to let him die, but the rest are loyal to my people, they are my help to continue to go up, if you still expect me to really become Your Majesty, then you better help me, instead of letting me lose my personnel and strength, it is dangerous to do this business, Your Excellency."

"I know." Pulsatilla stretched out his hand and smiled and shook hands with the halfling: "You are the first person who dares to talk to me like that, and I think you are right." ”

"Thank you, Your Excellency, for forgiving me for being indiscreet." The halfling smiled and said, "I still remember, who is the real brother, but ...... You should also know that the Brotherhood has been going on for so long that I've almost forgotten whether I'm a human or a ghost. ”

"The organization appreciates your sacrifice."

After the conversation, Pulsatilla opened the portal: "By the way, Jefflin, come to the royal capital for the Chinese New Year this year, I'll help you cover up and go back to your hometown for a meal, how about it." ”

“…… Okay, I haven't eaten in the cafeteria in 20 years, how about our southern Thai cooks. The halfling asked with a smile.

"Last year was gone, which is bad news, the good news is that his son continues to help us cook." After Pulsatilla finished speaking, he patted his chest: "Invincible." ”

The halfling also patted his chest: "The battle is not invincible." ”

………………

Pulsatilla walked out of the portal and saw the old man on the side: "Ding Qi, the news of your search for someone has been all over the city, as Your Majesty's butler, I want to know who you are arresting." ”

"A thief, who stole something from our family, if you catch him, I will personally give you two thousand Mowhis, how about it."

"Ha, my time is not worth two thousand Mowhis, old man." Pulsatilla walked to the table and looked at the old mage, "Fadom, aren't you dead yet?" ”

"I won't die if you die." The mage said as he noticed the smell of alcohol in his old friend: "Have you been drinking? ”

"I met an old friend before I came, and I had a drink with him, it's okay, wine can strengthen courage, what cards are we playing today."

"Poker, by the way, Catalia, my old friend, you don't usually have much time, why did you suddenly say you want to get together today." Mr. Bishop, to the left of the old mage, was a little puzzled.

"I always feel like we haven't seen these old things for a long time, and there are only four of us left in our class."

“…… Hey, yes, I saw Mr. Marin yesterday, and when I slept at night, I dreamed of everyone. Old Dinch sighed.

"It's good that you still have dreams, I haven't dreamed in a long time." Pulsatilla sat down in the empty seat: "At our age, we have long passed the age of dreaming. ”

After saying that, he looked at the windowsill facing the street and happened to see a squirrel jumping over the windowsill.

Strange, squirrel? Pozzuoli's squirrels don't seem to be of this color.

Thinking like this, Pulsatilla heard the call of his old friend, and he turned his head: "Look at the scenery, aren't the squirrels afraid of people now?" ”

"Of course, there is too little squirrel meat, so if you have this effort, it is better to go to the beach to find a big crab, and the family can save some to eat for two days." His Excellency the Bishop sighed, and at the same time took out a card from the open box: "Old rule, you are the first to wash." ”

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Having bought enough dry goods, Faye was letting the spare grain take the goods to the post office, because the spare grain existed, and the girls did not run into any trouble—after all, the spare grain had been eating well lately, and it was a big circle, and those who dared to come to find trouble had to be a gentleman in front of it.

Salis confirmed the target, a block away, near the South End gate, in a small red three-story building, and I saw that the target was on the second floor...... He seemed to be angry and was still throwing things.

Maya sat on the back of the spare food, and she confirmed the position of the halfling with a shared vision: "Do you need me to go down the coordinates?" ”

"No, you don't." Faye replied, "We'll put the coordinates under the central clock tower, and then we'll do a second teleportation and bring Salis, and we'll be able to use it when the time comes." ”

"Okay, I recorded the coordinates on the side of the bell tower, I don't know if the city of Farol has a portal to monitor the circle." Maya was a little worried.

"They're using the old Tyrom Surveillance Circle, and we have at least seven ways to get around." Faye turned to look at Jessica, "Have you confirmed the location there?" ”

"Well, judging from the map, there are three places where you can see the gate, among which the bell tower is the most intuitive to see there, but for safety, we have to jam the mechanical structure of the bell tower at that time, otherwise anyone on it will have their ears broken." Jessica said as she quickly drew the route on the map in her hand: "Kill the target, we can run, I think the carriage is a bit stupid, the road here is too narrow." ”

"We just need to make them think that we are going in a carriage, and the carriage will eventually stop by the nearby river, and the horses will be killed and disposed of, and the carriage will be broken and fixed and thrown to the bottom of the river, and the silt and time will take care of everything for us, just like the church handles." With that, Faye noticed Milani, and the little squirrel suddenly jumped onto his hand.

"Maya, what does it have to say."

"Milani saw the white-haired old man, Hemingway's, sitting with three other old men, right across from him." After Maya finished speaking, she glanced across the street and found a signboard, the Pozzuoli card room.

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That damn old thing! He knows a fart!

Jefflin shattered the glass in his hand, slammed the bottle against the wall, and ravaged the precious carpet at his feet.

Catalia Hevimin, he doesn't understand at all that his subordinates have survived all these years, how did he survive? It's with the help of brothers! They helped Jefflin fight it out!

That fiery dwarf deserves to die! But dwarven brothers and other brothers don't deserve to die! The dwarf brothers have saved Jefflin more than once, and Jefflin has sworn to repay him, every time he shares money or praise, he will have more than others, although the dwarf brothers don't say it, but every time Jefflin wants to do something, their brothers are at the forefront.

Just because that fool arched the fire, he died...... Damn it! Could it be that their nobles are human beings, and they, the commoners, are not human beings?!

They're not brothers, but the guys who live high up in the office are his brothers?

No, it can't be, they'll never be brothers, and even the old thing Catalia never treats him as a human being.

Finally washed away his grief and anger, and Jefflin sat down on the couch.

In the face of anger and reality, Jefflin finally chose reality, and he decided to send someone to find that target tomorrow, no matter what, he still wanted to be human and not waste time on this goddamn fraternity morning.

As a halfling, he didn't have much time to waste.

He wanted to be buried next to his parents, not to be discarded on the side of the road one day when he died.

People don't do anything, and they always perish.

Thinking of this, Jefflin stood up.

He wants to ask the maid to clean up, and at the same time send his people, after all, in addition to the target, Lord Marin's side is also a problem - he doesn't want to trouble Marin, and fighting against the darling of the Catholic Lord is definitely one of the most desperate ways in this world.

But if you can't find the guy who stole the wallet, Marlin will be angry at any time, and no one will blame Marlin for Jefflin's death.

So, what Jefflin is doing now is not helping Marin, but helping himself.

The bell was rattled, and when the maid made an inquiry, Jefflin asked her to come up and clean it, saying that she had broken something.

Then Jefflin opened the window, and he wanted to let go of the wine.

When he opened the window, he saw an eagle with blue eyes...... It's pretty.