Marin, who had made a so-called business with the lich, was not criticized in the end, perhaps because Lady Manly saw that her husband had no intention of digging into it and chose to give up.

This made Marin somewhat wary, and he had to be wary of such creatures as nobles, and Madame Manli wanted to do it, obviously trying to make Marin's reputation bad - she wanted to kill him, but such gossip was not enough, Marin even had a way to get the archbishop of the Church of the God of Justice to help him speak - with Marin's face in the Church of Justice, the old man must be happy.

But Lady Manly gave up, which made Marin even more ...... for this lady Awe.

It seems unlikely that such a person who judges the situation is just to make himself stink, and if he really wants to do this, he can even start with these girls in Marin.

In addition to Faye, this lady has a way to do it, of course, this is basically a tear with Marin.

Since she didn't want to tear her face with Marlin, she wanted to find an opportunity to hack Marin, which made Marin very curious, what she was doing this for.

Of course, there is no way to get an answer just curiously, since this time Mrs. Manli chose to abandon it, Marin will not be as knowledgeable as her, Marin believes in reciprocal revenge, so if someone wants to kill him, he will definitely want to kill the murderer, and if this lady is determined to hack her, then Marin also has to find a way to fight back - as an era of information explosion, isn't it easy to write some black materials, and the respected Ugly Eight Monster Queen Her Majesty can sit on the ground and suck the soil.

You see, this is the power of words, you do the first year of junior high school, I do the fifteenth, isn't it happy?

And the problem now is that since there is no confrontation between the two sides, Marin naturally does not want to take the initiative - the situation is under control anyway, since this lady is just looking for an opportunity to hack her son-in-law, then her son-in-law can only wait for an opportunity to give back.

So, Marin rested for the night, and the next day he went to the police station and followed Cohen to meet his father.

The old father's eyes were red, and it was obvious that he had not rested for several days, and when he saw Marin intact and his equally perfect son, he sighed with some doubt: "Mr. Marin, it seems that you already know what my child is doing, right?" ”

"Yes, Count Vancest, your boy is indeed a daring fellow." Marin nodded, and it seemed that the father was already aware of his son's 'audacity' actions.

"I'm sorry, but I'm very happy that you can spare his life, as a nobleman, I am willing to pay for the life of my child, he can be tortured, go to the stone, or go to the Eastern Kingdom to be a knight of atonement, as long as you can spare his life." The Earl said this, his affection for his child flooded Marin's eyes, pleading, begging, and he even took out a large bag of magic crystals, which were real hard currency, much more useful than Movis notes.

Without saying anything, he stuffed the bag to Marin, this guy should have some giant blood, and the two-meter-tall one-handed bag made Marin have to hold it with both hands - it wasn't heavy, it was just too big.

"Didn't you tell your father?" Marlin looked at Cohen with an embarrassed face.

"I got this job myself, so why should I tell my father?" Cohen said as he took the bag from Marin's hand, holding it in both hands.

"Ah...... Is the relationship between the two of you already so good? Poor Mr. Earl still did not understand his son's situation, so Marin could only pat Cohen on the shoulder in front of him: "Dear Mr. Count Magbou, please let me solemnly reintroduce you to your son, Cohen Vancest, an agent of the Royal Intelligence Section. ”

The young man put his legs together, held a bag in one hand, and saluted in the other: "Father, standing in front of you is an agent of the Royal Intelligence Bureau who has been working for two years. ”

The old father glared at Marlin with bloodshot eyes: "You're not cooperating with me, are you, Lord Marin. ”

"Of course, although I am generous, I am not generous enough to show mercy to a murderer who wants to kill me, please consult your majesty for specific questions, and he will definitely be very happy to answer you."

Marin nodded, and at the same time took a bottle of red wine from the hand of the police chief: "This bottle of wine is a thank you from me, your child has shown a very reliable side in the operation concerning me, although he still needs some experience, but I believe that he will be a very brave agent in the future, and will not insult the surname of the Van family." ”

The old father looked at Marin and finally took the wine from Marin trembling - a very formal thank-you, in the Middle Ages, the Sidney nobles gave wine as a gift, and now the nobles keep the name of each giver and his wine in the cellar.

This is a very formal thank you, and it may even be possible to use this bottle of wine to get a helping from the future generations of the person who gave it.

So the father finally laughed: "I, I thought until the end that this bottle was carved from wood, and you made it to humiliate me." ”

"No, I'm not going to humiliate an amazing father, I see everything you've done for Cohen, thank you." Marin stretched out his hand, shook the earl's hand, and then watched him snatch the big bag back: "You don't believe Daddy! You bastard! The old father scolded hoarsely.

"Father, I'm a special worker."

"you! I've never been as worried about my second son as I have been these days! I'm afraid you're dead! I can't even shovel up the dead, do you know! Mr. Marin's strength...... You have no idea what a terrible opponent you are facing! The old father said angrily, "I thought you were going to die!" Dead! I'm going to get Mr. Marin hammered all over the hallway! ”

"Really?" Cohen looked at his father.

"You'd better ask your new friend and see what he has to say." The father gasped and pointed at Marin.

So Cohen turned to look at Marin.

Marin smiled as he took the all-gold solid drying rack to the side, tied it in a knot, and put it back in place.

Cohen looked at Marlin: "30? ”

"No blessing 32 or more." Marin smiled and nodded.

Cohen rolled his eyes: "I knew you were such Marin, I was cut off by my majesty, and I didn't want to do this job." ”

"At least you saved your head, and Logan didn't have to die another cousin." Marin replied with a smile.

As he spoke, the four who were chatting quietly upstairs heard a hurried footstep, and they looked at the top of the stairs and saw a middle-aged man dressed in a well-dressed and artistic way running up, he glanced at the four who were standing, and then without hesitation took a dash, and then got down on one knee and slid all the way to Marin's feet.

"Spare my child! Dear Mr. Marin! What you need! Gold!? Magic Crystal?! I could have paid a better price than the Earl of Front! ”

Marin looked at the middle-aged man holding his leg with some tears and laughter, and then raised his head to look at Ingmar Robben, who appeared in front of the steps with an embarrassed face: "Your father." ”

"Yes, my father, was a popular star of the Sidney Dance Company when he was younger." Ingmar whispered.

"Shut up! You rebel! How could my Robben family come up with such a stupid thing as you! And you! Cohen of the Van family! Is your stupidity contagious?! ”

Marin noticed that a certain count had already started watching the play...... Your aristocratic circles are really messy.

Thinking of this, Marin reached out and helped the earl up, looked at the face full of anticipation, felt the small gift full of anticipation that he stuffed into his hand, and finally Marin threw it to Ingmar: "Ingmar, didn't you tell your father. ”

"He said I was lying to him."

"Of course you're a little liar! Mr. Marin is here! I see you ......," said the angry Earl, who at last emerged from his ultimate state of autism, and watched as his son threw a cigarette to Marin, and then he snapped his fingers and lit it, and then his son and Cohen of the Vantster family came over with cigarettes.

The three and a half boys lit a cigarette, took a puff, and then stood side by side.

"That's right, Count Robben, I need to reintroduce you to your son, Mr. Ingmar Robben, a member of the National Security Operations Section, who was ordered by his superiors to go undercover in the traps of Mr. Cohen Vanst, a loyal agent of the Royal Intelligence Unit."

At this point, Monsieur de Count Vancest, swept away the unpleasantness just now, stood proudly beside his son, and patted him on the shoulder with great pleasure.

"You mean to say my son didn't lie to me."

"Yes."

Faced with the Earl's question, Marin nodded.

"Great, when I came, I heard that you were a victim, and my only thought at the time was that my son was dead, and his body would probably be painted all over the corridors of some dungeon, and when I saw him, I was angry, but I had to intercede with you for his life." As he spoke, the Count Robben opened his hand, and a seed was sprouting: "Just now, for the sake of this unscrupulous child, I was even ready to give away all the strange things I had from the adventure back then, just to spare his life for you." ”

Marin looked at the thorny rattan that the little flower had turned into, and involuntarily turned his head to look at Ingmar: "You didn't tell your father before?" ”

"He's always thought of me as a bastard who didn't do his job, so I always wanted to do something and surprise him......" With that, the kid shrank behind Marin.

"Mr. Marin, please let me go, I want to educate my child with the whip in my hand, so that he understands that there is a price to pay for lying, and there is a pain to deceive."

Looking at the old father, who was already twisted, Marin had to be ready to persuade him, and at the same time stretched out his hand to signal Mr. Director to hurry up and borrow a bottle of life-saving wine.

Before Mr. Chief's wine arrived, the footsteps on the steps rang out again, and everyone present watched as a strong woman with muscles all over her body and her clothes had been stretched to the limit came up carrying Cassie Marim.

"Lady Marym." The two counts said in unison.

And the lady walked up to Marin and looked at Marin with her son with a bloody face: "I'm sorry, this kid of mine doesn't seem to have a very good brain, he doesn't seem to inherit his father's bloodline at all, which makes me very sorry, so, how much money do I need to spend on his life." ”

Marlin glanced at Cassie, the half-breed looking at Marlin with a drooping eye.

"Didn't you explain it to your mother?" Marin had to give him a shot to treat a moderate injury.

The young man wailed twice, and then he could finally speak: "Before I could speak, my mother punched me into the wall, and when she pulled me out, my swollen eyes were almost unable to open. ”

Although she appeared to have muscles all over her body, Mrs. Marim didn't seem stupid, and she sensed something was wrong with Marin's interaction with her son: "Mr. Marin, you don't seem to hate my son. ”

"Of course, madam, please forgive me for not being able to go out to meet you before, and now let me once again solemnly introduce to the two counts and you, this is Casey Marem, a member of the Long-Eared Information Commonplace, Cohen was already spotted in their Commonplace when Cohen was summoning people, and for my safety, Lady Anna asked your son to come in and take a look, just like Ingham Robben."

Then he saw that the Earl, who had just been about to whip himself, was now standing behind his son with some satisfaction, and put his hands on his shoulders.

By the way, the rattan whip is completely gone.

This makes Marlin very sad, you nobles.

"That means my son is not a villain, he is in the service of Lady Anna."

"Yes, ma'am, you ought to give him a chance to explain."

Marin looked at the lady with some sadness and said, "I didn't paint your son in the corridors of the dungeon, and you almost killed him. ”

The lady smiled a little awkwardly and then put her son down, and Marin had to reach out and hold Cassie.

"We're all half-breeds, why are you so strong?" Cassie sighed as she covered his face.

As he said this, everyone present heard the sound of breaking wind, so Marin looked up just in time to see Liukin Mijon landing on his face and sliding all the way to himself.

Can't you fathers ask beforehand?!