Rivo opened her eyes, and the unfamiliar ceiling made her a little confused, and she thought for a moment...... Well, it seems that she had drunk some fruit wine last night, and she was drunk, and she had no resistance to alcohol at all, she reached out and grabbed a handful, and finally grabbed Mr. Marin's arm. Why do I sleep under the bed?

Confused by the reality of being wrapped in a blanket, Rivo, who was grunting like a cub, struggled twice, eventually waking her Mr. Marlin up.

"Rivo? Ah, why did you get out of bed again? He sat up, then picked up Levo and untied the blanket from her.

"I don't know." Rivo blinked and decided to play dumb.

………………

Marin looked at the half-breed with big black eyes in his hand, and sighed helplessly - no, this little girl looks stupid, but she is actually a very smart life, and the most important thing for house-goblins in addition to loyalty is that they have wisdom that is comparable to that of humans.

Besides, this girl is still a mage, and Marin doesn't think she's stupid.

"Don't play dumb." Marin said as he flicked Rivo's forehead with his index finger: "Come, I'll help you get dressed." ”

"Hmm." Rivo nodded, then raised her little hand and asked Marlin to help her put on her pajamas.

Marin dressed Rivo in her underwear, then a shirt, and then helped her put on a long dress.

"Go put on your coat and don't catch a cold." Marin drove the little girl to the hanger and changed her clothes.

Leaving the room with Rivo, Marin deliberately glanced at the map in his hand - Nova's house was really big enough, and after confirming the location of the lounge, Marlin took Rivo all the way forward.

Walking around the corner, Marin came across a maid: "Where are my wives?" ”

"In the hall, a guest has arrived, sir." The maid knew Marin and immediately answered.

Hall, that's a bit far.

Marin thought for a moment, picked up Rivo, and jumped out of the open window.

It's okay, it's just a two-story building, and Marin, who landed safely, put down Ruiwo, and at the same time took the Rongma Daily handed over by the old housekeeper: "Sir, I hope you can take the stairs next time." The old man said with some uneasiness.

"I see, old Higgins, my wives are still in the hall, aren't they?"

"Yes, I met with representatives from all over the world, as well as the stewards in the direct territory, Her Royal Highness the princess has been too relaxed recently, sir, you had better help us subordinates persuade the princess."

"I will." Marin nodded, and found that these courtiers of Nova preferred to call her a princess than outsiders called Nova...... That's right, most of them grew up watching Nova.

"Thank you, sir, please." After the butler finished speaking, he saluted politely, and then stepped back.

"Strange why they call you sir." Rivo was a little puzzled.

"It is a name peculiar to the Farolians, and is usually used by the woman's subordinates to address the woman's husband." Marin helped Rivo solve his doubts, and then rubbed Rivo's little head a little dotingly: "Follow me." ”

"Hmm." Revo nodded, then followed Marin into the cloister, following Marin through the side door into the side hall of the hall.

Through the door, Marin saw Nova sitting on the first seat, and the girls sitting on either side.

A guy who looks like a steward is reporting on the economic and livelihood issues of the territory.

Marin stopped and listened for a while, and found that it was all trivial things, and how many new chickens had to be reported? At Fort Carter, these things are the responsibility of Faye's stewards, and Marlin only needs to give them an account of the matter, and they can complete the task that Marin has assigned, and if they can't do it, they will report it.

So far, there's nothing they can't accomplish.

Well...... Maybe it's because the Farol region is so poor.

Come to think of it, there is obviously a king, but he claims to be a principality, and this palace is really a notch worse than the royal palace of Sidney.

The steward ended his speech, and a halfling man stepped out: "Your Majesty, we have a request for you in our mountainous free territory. ”

"Friends of the mountainous liberty, say it." Nova said with a smile.

The mountainous free domain, which Marin had heard of, was a territory founded by halflings who paid taxes to Farodo and provided artisans, so it was considered a very important free territory in the Duchy of Farol.

"Let your husband, the great craftsman Marin, teach our craftsmen, who are thirsty for knowledge." When the halfling mentioned Marin, his expression was fanatical, as if he was not referring to a person's name, but to the truth.

This made Marin a little confused, so he finally walked out of the side hall: "You want to see me?" ”

"It's Lord Marlin!" It wasn't just the halflings who called it, but the dwarven representatives on the side also ran over.

"Wait a minute, what are you looking for me?" Marin stopped them from approaching and told them to withdraw their hands that were about to choke each other.

"The light gun you used on the battlefield this time is very useful, and we want to learn such a technique." The halfling looked at Marin and said, "We are in the north, close to the Eastern Kingdom, where Chaos, Orcs, and the deserters of the Eastern Kingdom always give us headaches, and the halflings are inherently weak in hand-to-hand combat, so they are very eager to acquire such skills that can protect themselves." ”

"We dwarves of Farol want to learn the skills that our compatriots at Fort Carter can learn, we can pay your salary with minerals, I know your knowledge is priceless, but please teach us that we can be your family's personal servants, and we cannot afford to lose our freedom, our lives, or even our extermination."

Marin nodded—in comparison, Marin's condition was very satisfying to Marin, and since he had a request, he should understand his situation: "Dwarf, what is the name of your clan." ”

"The Steelfist Clan." The dwarf replied loudly, "The elders and the patriarchs have decided that we will be loyal to you and your family as long as you can teach us knowledge, just like the bearded men of Fort Carter." ”

"Well, then, you can go back and tell your people that I agree, that you can offer your loyalty, and that I will stay in your territory for a while, teaching your craftsmen, giving you drawings, and you will be loyal to me and to my and my children and that of Nova." Marin said as he looked at the dwarf in front of him.

"That's great, Your Excellency, the Steelfist Clan will surely be your most reliable assistant!" After the dwarf finished speaking, he stepped aside with great satisfaction.

The halfling was silent for a moment, then pointed at himself: "Your Excellency! What about us. ”

"The dwarves have given me loyalty, they can serve me and my clan in exchange for knowledge at such a price, and you, go back and discuss with your clan before coming back to me." Driving the halfling away, Marin came to the rear of the chief and stood still.

This is the position where only the prince can stand.

"Next." Nova spoke.

………………

At the end of the court meeting, the elderly Farol royal housekeeper Russell Tofan couldn't help but raise his eyebrows slightly as he watched the dejected halfling representative leave—the old man's perennial service made him not show his expression, but it still made the old man very happy when he was deflated by a halfling.

These halflings, although they pay taxes every year, are how many years old, and now these halflings earn a thousand times more money from the Duchy of Farol every year.

Today, Tian shamelessly begged the respected Mr. Marlin for knowledge, don't these damn halflings know that knowledge is as priceless as the dwarves say.

Thankfully, Mr. Marin wasn't fooled by the halfling's nonsense.

Thinking of this, noticing Catalia Hemingway's arrival, Russell bowed his head slightly: "Catalia, long time no see." ”

"Yes, long time no see, Russell, what do you think of Marin Gayat?" Stopping in front of him, the pulsatilla, who was a young man in Russell's eyes, asked.

"Polite, elegant, benevolent, powerful, I think Her Royal Highness the princess is really a good match for him." The old man refused the cigarette he handed him, as usual: "Catalia, what do you think?" ”

"It's too strong." The pulsatilla in front of him sighed.

"Regret it?" The old butler raised his eyebrows.

"I don't regret it, I do things for Your Majesty, how can I regret it, I just think it...... In case this Marin wants to ......"

"I don't think so, Catalia, think about it, would a young man who can do so much like to manage such a small marginal country? If he had such a mind, would Lady Anna and the Protectors recommend him? Russell shook his head, "What's the matter with you coming this time?" ”

"A lot of things, I just saw the halfling represented, and what do they want to get this time."

"I want Mr. Marin to teach them."

"These insatiable people, no, I'm going to see Marin now."

"It's Mr. Marin, Catalia, and if you ignore the royal power, then I can only refuse your request for an audience."

In the face of Russell's threat, in the end, the pulsatilla could only nod: "Okay, it's Mr. Marin." ”

"Okay, follow me."

With that, Russell entered the hall with the pulsatilla, and to his surprise, Russell saw her Royal Highness the princess sitting there, and Mr. Marin was standing behind the left side of the throne, holding the princess's shoulder with one hand.

"Mr. Marin said that Catalia is here, I'm sorry, Catalia, I couldn't hear you, you come here now, is there any problem." Her Royal Highness the Princess of Russell asked with a smile.

"My Royal Highness Princess, and the honorable Mr. Marin, I have heard that the halflings want to gain knowledge from you, and I would say that you must not agree to their demands, these insatiable fellows, you can't let them get an inch again and again!"

"This question, Marin has rejected the halfling, but the dwarves have asked for Marin's knowledge with the Ju clan as a slave, and my Marin has agreed, from now on, the Steelfist Dwarves will be the most important and reliable force in our country, I will not oppress them, but correspondingly, their craftsmen will be used by us." Nova explained with a smile.

Russell smiled.

I didn't care at all about the puzzled gaze cast by the young boy Pulsatilla.