Anthony took Marin back to his family's place, a beautiful castle where the Gallo family had taken root in the southernmost part of Farrol, and who had always stood with their people in the face of all kinds of frenzy and despair.

The current head of Gallo is an old man, thin and small, blind in his left eye, a short right hand, and a prosthetic leg in his left calf.

When Anthony saw him, he quickly came to his side, leaned down to hold the old man's left hand, and kissed the ring on his ring finger: "Great-grandfather, I have brought His Excellency Marin Gayat. ”

The old man withdrew his attention from the book in his hand, and he raised his head: "Good afternoon, Mr. Marin, I have heard your story, Anthony has accepted your favor, and I thank you on behalf of my family, thanks to you, these fools can come back alive." ”

"My great-grandfather is still angry with me, I lost twenty great swordsmen, the Gallo family!" The mouthy junior was interrupted by his great-grandfather with a cane, and the old man picked up the topic: "Every great swordsman is an elite who has been trained for at least twenty years, and he was left in the north by this stupid child, and even some people's bodies cannot be recovered, what else would he be if he wasn't a fool, so, thanks to you, Mr. Marin." ”

"Your Excellency, you ...... this wound" "More than thirty years ago, I slew a Chaos Demon when the tide of death came, this wound was a gift it left me, and I cut off his head and dedicated it to the Lord of Justice, my family has been inherited for hundreds of years, relying on sacrifice, honor and great sword, not a mage escaped the night of mortality with the help of a Lord who was destined to become a legend."

Marin smiled, a little embarrassed, and a little regretful: "Times have changed, Your Excellency. ”

"I know, I've seen a new type of musket, there is even a very standard rifling in the barrel, when I was young, it took at least 40 seconds to reload a front-loading gun, and no step can be omitted, yesterday, this stupid great-grandson of mine took out the gun you gave him, and fired twenty rounds in ten seconds, and I knew that, as he said, the era of the Great Swordsman was over."

Speaking of this, the old man sighed, and he looked at Marin: "Our princess will marry you, right." ”

“…… Yes, I am willing to marry her, I will give up my naming rights with her children, our children will become the new kings of this kingdom, and I will help him. Marin looked at the old man in front of him.

"If I give you a suggestion to leave our princess, would you like to?" The old man narrowed his eyes and asked like a businessman: "You can make any conditions, I can even make the decision and give you a province in the north, Mr. Marin, I have heard your story, you are a merchant and not a nobleman, you are a priest and not a nobleman, you are more of a ...... I can't say whether it's good or bad, but what you do, a lot of us don't like to see, so ...... Leave, Mr. Marin, and don't trouble each other. ”

"So, we have to separate life and death?" As Marlin sat down, the chairs turned from the twigs of the World Tree held up their masters.

"Okay, kill me and offend the entire southern aristocracy, and your child's rule will come to an end."

"Then kill them all." Marin replied with a smile: "Believe me, Your Excellency, times have changed, I can now pull up at least 8,000 musket troops, they will use locomotives to drag 12-pounder guns from Fort Carter, crush all resistance along the way, legendary mages may bring me some casualties, but I can hire dwarven rune mages, they will help me deal with those members of the mage tower who dare to oppose me, I will pay the bill with all kinds of drawings, I will clear all the rebels and thieves who oppose him for my wife Nova, all." ”

"Mr. Marin, sitting in front of you is a legendary great swordsman, and his two sons, my brother and I have crossed the line halfway through." The two middle-aged men sitting on the side said with a smile.

"So what are you waiting for, why don't you come and kill me and my wives." Marin smiled, he pulled out a cigarette, and Anthony came over and started a fire for him with a smile.

Taking a sip, Marin looked at everyone in front of him: "I can tell you responsibly, if I die here with my wives, the Neapolitans will be slaughtered, and the entire Duchy of Farol will become purgatory, and doing all this is not a terror, believe me, someone will kill you for a reward, and any paladin of the Church of Justice will raise his sword for revenge on you, and everyone in the Eastern Kingdom will only laugh off their big teeth."

"It's a boring hypothesis." Marin made a conclusion about this conversation, he looked at the old man in front of him, and shook a cigarette: "You people of the older generation, do you always like to test people like this, if you change me, don't think about getting married here." ”

"I don't think the four twigs on your arm are fake, so what else can I worry about, I just want to test you as a young man, and at the same time I want to know if a businessman like you will make a loss-making business."

The old man picked up the cigarette and as soon as he lifted it, his stupid great-grandson lit it for him.

"I'm never going to make a loss-making deal, and although I'm not interested in my child becoming a king, I'm moved by your princess's dreams, so I'll protect her and her children, and you, better not to fight Revo's idea."

"That's great, it looks like we'll not have to worry about our king being killed by a wild boar for a long time." The old man laughed.

Although Marin knew that the unfortunate Kingdom of Farol had died from the fangs of wild boars, he really couldn't laugh: "Are you making fun of your king like this?" ”

"That was from the previous dynasty, and at that time our Gallo family was just a small nobleman in the south, and the ancestor of the old woman in the north was only a baron." Speaking of this, the old man took a beautiful puff of his cigarette: "Seriously, he is not our king, at least our king died on the battlefield. ”

"So, you're here to test me today." Marin asked, feeling a little helpless.

"More importantly, I want to meet you, Mr. Marin, Anthony is an outlier of our family, our Gallo family has not had a mage for a whole hundred years, just like you, times have changed, we must learn things we don't know, mages, muskets, and machines, we, as aristocrats, must be ahead of the times, otherwise we will become a part of history like the previous nobles who were eventually swept into history." The old man looked at Marin: "Mr. Marin, you and Anthony are acquainted, so, take this stupid boy with you, I have heard your story, and I know what you and the princess want to do, if you can, our Gallo family's territory will carry out your will, just ask you, don't let the Gallo family be swept away by the tide of the times poor worm." ”

“…… Do you believe that so? ”

Marin could feel the old man's mind from the beginning, like a joke between the elders and the juniors.

But at this moment, the old man's eyes were full of exhaustion, and Marin felt sadness for the first time.

"Yes, I don't think I can fully block all the bullets fired by that gun in ten seconds, even in my prime, it took me fifty years to learn how to use a broadsword, and it only takes a few years for your musketeer to become proficient in using it."

"Three months, to be exact." Marin told the truth.

"It's scarier than I thought...... So, we need to work together, or rather, we need to make changes. The old man motioned for Marin to come over.

So Marin stood before him.

"Mr. Marin, Anthony is not actually the next heir of my family, but he is the only mage, although he is stupid, but the musket he brought back tells me a truth, times are advancing, and those who refuse to face change will eventually die without a place to be buried, so he will be the father of my heir, and I will personally bring up his eldest son, but all this will take time, and I lack time...... My children are also getting old, and their way of thinking and thinking is behind the times, so, if you can, can you be a mentor to this child? ”

"You're a duke." Marin sighed.

"Three hundred years ago, who knew the Gallo family." The old man waved his hand, then looked at Marin: "So, please don't refuse me, Mr. Marin, I can guarantee that this child will definitely listen to you, and you can teach him as you teach him." ”

"I'm a very strict teacher." Marin said.

"Then let that child feel your harshness for yourself, I believe that under your guidance, it will be a very perfect child, will be able to guide the Gallo family to continue to be strong, I will try my best to live until that day, but also please, don't be stingy with your wisdom."

“…… Then I'll do my best. Marlin nodded.

"Thank you, Mr. Marin, and I thank you for coming to Anthony's wedding, and I'm sure you'll be the best friend of the Gallo family."

“…… I appreciate your trust. Marin held out his hand.

The old man smiled and stretched out his left hand: "To be able to reap the gratitude of the future prince, the Gallo family is flattered, you can question our loyalty to the royal family, but please believe in our loyalty to this land, we will fight for this land to the end, no matter who is its owner, for the sake of Farol." ”