Driving the self-killed little cub away, Marin found himself with nothing to do.

I want to be academic, but the instructors have been banned by old Hoffman, and whoever dares to teach Marin a technique will be hung from the tower for a whole week.

Considering that a certain squirrel had been hanging for a day before, Marin didn't want to be cheeky enough to beg you - this is no longer a way to get a technique by selling cuteness, this is to sell the lives of your mentors.

Come to think of it, the squirrel mentor Minsk Paiblis ignored Marin for several days, and finally Marlin bought him again with cream popcorn, but this squirrel refused to teach advanced techniques anymore, and Marlin didn't force it.

Since he can't be academic, Marin wants to go to the training ground, but finds that there are not many people in the entire training ground who can fight with him - except for the sword dancer mentor Monica Green Sea, but the Monica mentor often goes to the Elf Chamber of Commerce to help, in her words, although Marin's martial arts are good, but his bloodline still makes him rely too much on strength, and the elf sword dance pursues speed, not a sword to cut something.

Until Marin understands the true meaning of Sword Dance, she won't take him to the elves' mission.

So Marin finally had to choose to start writing, it was impossible to move the Sherlock Holmes detective book directly, this world has a special side of this world, so it has to be rewritten, otherwise he won't even be able to pass the national publishing house - but to be honest, before Marin came to the world, he never thought that his love of reading would bring him such an opportunity.

How great it is to copy the text.

Matilda showed no signs of grief at all, as if the hapless bastard who had been abandoned because of his age was not him, and went out for a spin with Faye, and when he returned, he put on a maid's outfit.

A bold black dress with a white apron and pretty little leather boots matched her long tail and petite body...... What a cute little vixen.

Leave everyone's bowls to her tonight.

………………

That being said, when the meal was over, Marin drove the girls to the living room to rest, and washed the dishes with Matilda.

"Speaking of which, Young Master Marin really doesn't look like a young master, in my memory, there has never been a transcendent person who would wash the dishes by himself." Matilda wiped the plate as she spoke, and judging by her approach, it was the exact opposite of what she said.

Marin smiled, took the bowl and began to wash: "I was about to starve to death before I was picked up by my adoptive father a year ago, so I don't think I'm a young master, let alone an extraordinary person, I am naturally nobler than those who can't obtain extraordinary abilities. ”

"Hey, didn't you go to the Good Food Ground of the Church of Justice, in winter, the Church of Justice will give a full meal to the orphans and little beggars in the city every day." Matilda looked at Marin and frowned, "Mr. Marin, is it the boring decency that dominates you?" ”

I don't know the road at all.

Marin complained, and then nodded a little embarrassedly: "Yes, I have hands and feet, and I don't want to fight for a bite of food with those poor people who lack arms and legs." ”

Matilda was silent for a moment before she finally sighed, "If everyone were like you, Mr. Marin, there wouldn't be so many shameless bastards in this world." ”

"If there is no evil in the world, then there is no purpose for your existence." Marin asked Matilda.

The little fox shook his head: "If there is no evil in this world, we are willing to face the end of disappearing, but it is precisely because there can be no such beauty that the meaning of our existence." ”

Matilda spoke softly, but Marin heard it clearly, to which Marin replied understandingly, "Yes, there was a sage in a foreign land who said that everyone pays for their choices, and so do the wicked, and so do we. Replacing the dirty bowl in his hand, Marin looked at the night outside the window: "I once had a dream, Matilda, you must not have dreamed my dream." ”

"What kind of dream?" Matilda asked, curious, still trying to wash the dishes.

"I dreamed of a strange world, where huge iron birds flew in the sky, and steel creatures carried people to run, and people could be fed as long as they worked hard, and there were no spirits, no xenomorphs."

"Wow, that sounds great, I really haven't dreamed of it before, because it's so good." Matilda said with a smile.

And Marin sighed: "All this beauty was exchanged for the lives of the predecessors in that world, and I also think that what they did was like saints, some of them died for the innocent way of life, some died for the realization of ideals, and some died for justice to be served...... Matilda, in my heart, heroes are not the towering statues, but those who fight for the innocent, die for the truth, are willing to put their hands in blood for the sake of faith, and give their lives for the sake of the cubs' survival. ”

"You know what, Matilda." Marin looked at the girl in front of him: "I was in that world, when I was very young, I swore to be like that...... Even if I wake up from a dream, I still do the same, so I miss the beauty of the dream, face the cruel reality, and be fearless, maybe different people have different opinions, and the beauty I believe in is like hell in the eyes of others, but I still believe in it, because I have made a vow. ”

Marin's words silenced Matilda for a moment, then she smiled and nodded, "Okay, Marin, then I'll wait and see." ”

With that, Matilda lowered her head, and as she worked hard, Matilda's eyes narrowed...... Mr. Marin, the prophet of the Church says that you are the fire-bearer, that you will lead you in the dark times, so that the innocent will not be swallowed up by the darkness.

Mr. Bishop believes in this prophecy, and he asked me to follow you and witness this prophecy come true.

I am not a believer in prophecy.

Because I believe in heroes, but I also believe in the mortals of this world, and only countless noble people like the Mentor can save this ruined world.

But today, Matilda witnessed a mortal who was said to be a fire-bearer uttering such a noble vow.

Suddenly I felt that Mr. Marin was so handsome, is this what Faye is talking about in love?

Thinking of this, Matilda flicked her tail.

A fair girl, a child's housework, will not be done well if she doesn't do it.

………………

The days of eating and waiting for death always pass quickly, and winter is over in a blink of an eye, and it is hunting season again—this hunt is not the last time Marlin went to the Farye hunting grounds, when they hunted the fattest prey of autumn, but in spring they hunted the spirits who woke up.

After starving for a winter, these spirits will instinctively choose food when they wake up, and as for the composition of the food, it is not something they care about.

Therefore, major churches and guilds will organize people to go into villages and towns and wild places to hunt spirits.

It's a big event, but it's also very dangerous, as the spirits in the wild are so mixed that at least one team of apprentices dies every year.

As a first-year student, Marin was not required to participate, but thanks to Hoffman's consent, Marin was able to join Faye's team.

In terms of route, Faye chose the northeastern plains as the team's hunting route, this area is a real hybrid area, from zombies such as opponents with less than one difficulty to chaos invasion teams with at least five levels of difficulty, which is something that ordinary apprentice teams dare not think of.

But the team composition on Faye's side is really good, plus there is Marin, so she decided to go this route.

Marlin had looked at the team formation, starting with the mages - Faye, Lilim, Cross, and Maya.

In addition, among the long-range marksmen, Maya's crossbow is the better it gets, and the two dwarven girls in the Faye class follow the team with muskets, and Marin knows them and is a good pair of marksmen.

In terms of melee combat, Faye brought everyone in her class with her, and Marin could only say that although there were a dozen or so melee battles, a random team of fart spirits was definitely not enough to cut - and there were too many people, and some cunning sneak attack spirits would not choose to do it.

With the addition of Marin, this team can be said to be very luxurious, and Marin also arranged the team, Marin naturally took the lead, and he walked in the front with two dwarves in shield battles - these dwarves held shields as high as their people, hand axes hung on their waists, and revolvers in their right hands.

Faye's classmates take care of the wings and the back, and their job is to protect the girls in the middle of the group, and in the event of a large-scale battle, the other side will come to their aid.

Faye stood in the back row with the girls, and the only thing to do was to drown out all those who dared to resist with all kinds of spells.

In Marin's imagination, the spirits must have come like a tidal wave, but the truth is that there are indeed many spirits, but there are a lot of them are all kinds of animal spirits, most of them are 'yellow-faced and thin', and they don't look threatening at all, although they are more likely to attack when they see the crowd, but they are usually defeated before they even get close to the team.

Even if some approached, they ran into Marin, who did not use a musket, but took a twig and poked a hole in the eye.

"I kind of understand what Xingyan means when he says that going out hunting with you is like an outing." The dwarf looked at the corpse at his feet.

Marin smiled, then noticed a small figure rushing towards him, Marin hurriedly raised the small branch and waved it at the little yellow shadow, who dodged it, and then jumped in front of Marin.

It was a squirrel, and I saw it jumping up and down at Marlin.

"It's a spirit, why doesn't it attack?" The young man who noticed this moment asked curiously.

Marin smiled and shook his head: "Who knows." ”

Then he lowered his body as if he thought of something: "Are you ...... Was it the halfling pet before? ”

The little squirrel jumped, then looked at Marlin.

Marin thought for a moment and held out his hand.

The little squirrel jumped onto Marin's hand, and it was only then that Marin felt its weight.

Very light.

It looks like I'm so hungry I can't stand it.