Marin admits that the lunch was a far cry from what he had imagined.

This is true in every respect, first of all, His Majesty does not have the bearing of a king at all, and is more like a veteran who has rolled in the trenches and scolded his mother.

However, judging from the history books, the Morvis family became kings only two or three generations ago, at that time, the tide of death swept the continent, the former king's family shed blood in the war, and the last prince died with the king, before his death, the king passed on to the prince, but the prince was also seriously injured on the city less than half an hour after becoming the king.

Eventually, before he died, he summoned the kingdom to his friends of the Morwis family, who were bloodied with him.

There are a large number of churches and nobles as witnesses to this, and even the Son of the Just Church as witnesses, and it is impossible to imagine that there is any conspiracy to operate.

And the heir of the Morvis family was just an earl who touched the duke's title through his military exploits at that time, and the Mervis family also died at that time, and the one who took over the throne at that time was even a remote relative of the Morvis family - the seven sons and six daughters of the main family died in battle, and he, the boy who had just become a baron because of the victory of the previous three brothers, just took the pot of the Earl of Morvis, and won the duke because of a legendary battle, less than two years, His childhood friend passed him the throne again.

It is said that he was crying while holding the corpse of his friend and was about to die, and it was once said that this was the biological son of Lady Luck.

Therefore, the royal family of Movis is recognized as a royal family without the majesty of the so-called royal family, and when His Majesty was still young, another tide of death came, just like the previous royal family, the Mowis family was still at the forefront, and only the mother of this majesty was left with five sons and seven daughters, so he finally sat on the throne somewhat inexplicably.

Until then, the man was said to want to do nothing more than become an adventurer - after all, no matter how much he rotated in this position, it would not be his turn to sit in it.

So from Marin's point of view, there is a legal reason for the Morvis family to sit in this position - at least it is more useful than some bastards who say that the host and the west also want to put gold on the behavior of their rebellious ministers and thieves.

Having said that, His Majesty seems to like to drink with Colin the most, and Colin is completely overwhelmed, so-called pain and happiness.

Marin sat behind Faye, watching her play cards with her two mothers and Margaret over afternoon tea.

Yes, playing cards, the most popular puteto card among the nobles, is played in the same way as bridge.

Marin didn't know much about playing, but just watched his own girl kill her sister and two mothers out of one of them, and at the same time clap her hands at the right time, hand some snacks, pour a cup of tea and make water, and do her duty as a brother-in-law and son-in-law.

Although the process is boring, Ma Lin feels that this is the so-called stealing half a day of leisure, and there are onlookers from his own little leopard girl, and the tail sent to the door is first raised.

At three o'clock, Faye's second brother returned, and as soon as he came, he dragged Colin back to the table, and said that he would have a drink, but Colin had already slipped away, and Marin looked pitiful and ready to ask for mercy from him.

"No, I haven't had a drink on the front line for a long time, and I'm trying to come back and get someone to drink." The big man was suddenly silent when he said this, he quickly glanced at his sister who was waving the butcher's knife in the game, and then looked at Marin: "Why don't we two take a sip?" ”

"Okay." Marin nodded, and then took out two bottles of the dwarf's self-brewed industrial alcohol-grade spirits from his space bag: "Come on, blow it." ”

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His Majesty the King of Sidney took care of himself, and then looked at himself in the mirror with great satisfaction.

Today was another pleasant day, and although there were two little wild boars galloping in his vegetable patch, considering that he had already killed one of them, it was not a big deal.

The other doesn't seem to be of legal drinking age, and although it won't be a problem to drink home-brewed wine, he, the king, still has to lead by example.

After a few years, you must clean up this little messy egg on the wine table.

Thinking of this, as soon as he pushed the door open, he saw his second son's footsteps floating and taking a look at himself, and he entered the bathroom with the smell of alcohol all over his body, and began to regurgitate while holding the pool where he washed his face.

What's the situation?

The head of the Morvis family glanced down the hall, where his two wives were sitting with their daughters playing cards, Marlin's ladies were sitting by the fire and playing with the mouses, and Colin was asleep on the couch...... He saw Marin, sitting beside Faye without sorrow or joy, holding a bottle in his hand and drinking without a sip.

Goethe walked over to the table and looked at the other four bottles...... You don't have to smell it to tell it by the taste - dwarven spirits.

"You've been drinking?" He looked at Marin.

"yes, he's drunk, it's a shame." Her own Manli cutie said with a wry smile: "Even Marlin can't drink it." ”

"How much they drank." Goethe felt that the question was about his life and death.

"Marlin, this is the third bottle, pure dwarven spirit." Anna smiled without looking back.

"Wow, it looks like someone will be able to take a few sips with me in the future." Goethe said with a smile...... It's strange, what is this little bastard, how can he not even drink three cans of dwarven spirits, nothing at all, where the hell did he come from, monster, is he a human or a ghost!

And the most important question is - who will clean up at the table in a few years.

It's damn damn, whose vegetable garden is this!

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Marin put down the bottle of wine he had drunk, feeling why this wine was so sweet and delicious.

Hiccup, damn dwarf, this can't be the raw material for an incendiary bomb that just had a base added.

But then again, Marin didn't feel any alcohol, as everyone said, every giant is not drunk, and the dwarves' most hated opponents at the wine table are giants and their own people.

"You're all right, dear." Faye turned to look at Marin.

"If not, I'm fine." Marin said as he glanced at the owner of the garden, then smiled and exchanged foreheads with Faye.

Forget it, as a wild boar, don't force the owner of this vegetable garden to pull out a shotgun.

"Mr. Marin, I heard that you had a fight with the Dungeon Guard managed by Duke Briss today?"

"Yes." Marin said this, and there was nothing to add or subtract - the just church was there anyway, and there was no need for Marin to perform hard.

"There are indeed some problems with the management of the dungeon, but the Duke of Briss has not been in the royal capital for a few days a year, the guard said that he was in charge, but in fact, it was more in charge of the noble council, this time I would find an opportunity to beat them, if it wasn't for this time they kicked the iron plate, how long would those bastards have to make waves there." Madame Manli's statement stunned Marlin, the guy named Jack hadn't told him that.

Is it not enough level, or don't want to say?

No, he is a person in the police system, it can't be that the level is not enough, so he can only not say it.

There are many reasons why he doesn't want to say it, and Marin won't blame him, but he still wants to find out who is managing the area instead of Duke Briss.

Not to mention the aristocratic council, no matter how loud the name is, someone will always be in charge.

And in such a large country, if every nobleman were like the sages of history who were willing to fight to the death before the tide of death...... I thought I was living in heaven, right?

"I want to know who's in charge." Marin looked at the two ladies with a humble expression, a soft gaze, and a hint of a smile on the corner of his mouth.

"Viscount Saka Marem, one of the seven White Gloves of the Council, who is responsible for managing the Dungeon's market in place of Duke Briss." Speaking of this, Manliv smiled at Marin, "Do you want to duel him?" ”

"No, I just want to know who made it look like this." Marin shook his head, saying that he had no intention of making trouble for anyone, let alone taking anyone's life.

That wasn't what Marin wanted to do, he asked this time, just to know whose will the poisoned dagger he had stabbed at him.

There is ten times more kindness, and there is a hundred retributions for hatred, and there is nothing more than this in the world.

"It's normal, Sidney has changed three royal families in five hundred years, and I can be regarded as a new dynasty here, so those nobles who have been inherited for thousands of years have been firmly tied to the economy of a region at some levels, and there are more troubles in the human countries in the north." His Majesty's words made Marin turn around, and he looked at him with some curiosity: "Your Majesty, you don't seem to like the north very much. ”

"Because the North is really not liked." His Majesty sat down beside Madame Manli: "The northern battlefield was originally a matter for our three countries, but there are always some neurotics who send their military observation teams, saying that they want to watch our battle with Chaos up close, but the fact is that they want to steal our technology with Chaos. ”

"How did you stop him?" Marlin asked with some curiosity.

"There are always a lot of accidents on the battlefield, a stray bullet from a friendly army or chaos can sometimes kill a person who shouldn't die, and a crooked cannonball can sometimes wipe a person out of the world." Speaking of this, His Majesty looked at Marin: "Wouldn't you be surprised, Marin?" ”

"I'm not surprised, I think it's better to do that, I give my knowledge to your legion so that they can train more shooters to fight Chaos, not to let it fall into the hands of those with ulterior motives." Marin shook his head, signaling that he wasn't surprised.

This is nothing surprising, everyone has to pay for their choices, and since these guys want to steal the codex, they have to face the guards who keep it safe: "You're right, there will always be accidents of one kind or another on the battlefield, and it's very normal for a person to die there, or to disappear from there, because it's a battlefield. ”

Marin's speech made His Majesty look satisfied: "You kid is still to my liking, that senior brother of yours is pedantic, I don't want to tell him these things, as long as he can be good to Margaret, I am very satisfied." After saying that, he reached out and patted his daughter's head, and Margaret smiled and accepted the patter from her father: "Dad, forgive Colin, except for his love for me, he gave everything he had left to the church." ”

"I know that the children of the church are always like that, so I am satisfied with him, loyalty is a virtue, and Colin is a perfectionist for you and the gods, even though he is really bad at drinking." The old man laughed at this, and then his loin was twisted by Lady Manly: "Don't worry, my dear, Marlin will be your best friend at the wine table in the future." ”

"You'd better spare me this old thing." Having laughed with Lady Manly, His Majesty looked at Marin, "I heard that you have another deal with Cohen of the Vacester family. ”

"Yes, Your Majesty, you are a jack of all trades." Marin smiled, and at the same time had a deeper understanding of this majesty - in the royal capital, he really said that he was a non-existent existence.

"This kid is after my daughter, so I thought you'd better keep an eye on it." Speaking of this, His Majesty looked at his little daughter: "Faye, this child has enough talent since she was a child, and at the same time has enough understanding of human accidents, she hates to be a cargo, so I let her leave this city, in order not to let this wall wrap up her talent, and you, Marin, you have enough strength to carry this talent, but never forget that the sword is in front of you, the dagger is behind you, and the enemy will not always appear in front of you." ”

"What you're taught." Marin bowed his head, not for the identity of this majesty, but because this majesty was willing to teach himself how to face the world as an elder.

"It's good to know, remember, Marin, not everyone can have a heart of awe, throughout the history of this world, adventurers and careerists who take risks for profit have always emerged, and doing everything for the sake of the woman you love is the best reason for young people when their minds are twisted, so, for the sake of my daughter Faye, you had better learn to protect yourself, because I don't want to face the poor girl in a black wedding dress one day...... Such a tragedy, one time is enough. ”

After speaking, the old man stood up: "Manli, now I have to go to the council to deal with those stupid people, and the family will be handed over to you." ”

"Go with confidence, Goethe, you don't have to worry about anything with me, Anna, and these obedient children at home." Manly replied with a smile.

So the old man chose to leave, and Marin looked at Faye, for he did not know what His Majesty's last words meant.

Faye didn't say anything, but gave a look to Marin.

Well, at least not for now.