Orlando Carton, a young Fort Carter patrolman, on the second night of the Harvest Festival, the city was filled with crowds shopping and watching tricks at the markets in the Central Quarter.

Orlando clasped his hands on his chest and looked at them, and couldn't help but start to miss his girlfriend - the lovely Jane, who must be very busy as a maid at the North of the City restaurant, and the favorite thing for rich gentlemen at the harvest festival is to take their families to those restaurants.

"Orlando." The seniors on the side waved to the young man, so Orlando ran over quickly - as a newcomer, helping the seniors run errands is Oyudo's strength.

Passing through the crowd, Orlando noticed a young man in a black gown with a white, black-rimmed handkerchief on his collar — a sign that someone in the family had just died.

"Mr. Michelle, this is the best newcomer to our police department, Orlando Carton." After the middle-aged man with a greasy face finished speaking, he patted Orlando who walked to his side on the shoulder: "It's a good guy!" I'll let him help you. ”

"No problem, Officer Orlando, please come with me."

Orlando followed behind this gentleman, although he didn't know who this was, but even the senior who could tilt his nose in front of the director lowered his head to his chest in front of this Mr. Michelle, thinking that he must be a very remarkable gentleman.

Following him, through the venue, Orlando saw a large pile of suitcases...... It's piled up like a hill bag.

They were pushed under the lights, perhaps because of a dog, and the luggage seemed to be perfectly fine.

"That's too much...... Orlando said unconsciously.

"Of course I won't let you do it yourself, Mr. Officer, I have some things to take care of here, so I want you to supervise it, and the carriage and porter I called will arrive in five minutes, and you will be responsible for them to load all the suitcases into the carriage." After the gentleman finished speaking, he smiled and took out a ten-dollar bill from his wallet, smiled and handed it to Orlando's hand: "This is the hard work of today's Mr. Policeman." ”

On the unlit street, there was a transaction that had just taken place.

Orlando nodded with a quick smile: "No problem, sir, I will definitely take care of your luggage." For the first time, young people see tips of this denomination, and they are almost catching up with their ten days' salary.

"Then I'll leave my luggage to you...... Ah, by the way, today is the harvest festival, here is a little bit of my heart, Mr. Officer, please invite your girlfriend to have a cup of tea after work, the Carmos tea shop in the north of the city is very good, even we in the north of the city have heard of it. The benevolent gentleman smiled and took out two more ten-dollar bills and handed them to Orlando.

Then, without waiting for Orlando to say anything, he smiled and led the big dog away from the scene.

Orlando, who was left behind, looked at the Morvis in his hands, and finally glanced around to make sure that no one noticed the place, and the young officer put away his smile, put the money in his wallet, and then glanced at the mechanical watch on his wrist - this was the officer's perk.

9:15 p.m.

………………

The older Mentor Clark glanced at the report in his hand, then turned his head to look at Mentor Ramiel, who was blinded and greeted the storm from old Hoffman.

"He's only eleven years old! You've even started teaching him the Triple Ring Technique! Old Hoffman was obviously very distressed about his apprentice: "What if his magic power backfires?!" ”

"Isn't he already learning the three-ring blessing technique, I think it's okay." Mentor Ramil frowned and replied, "He's a genius who wishes nine out of ten mantras!" ”

"yes, genius." Mentor Clark naturally didn't want to sit still, and tonight the old man came back from Marin and listened to him after he said it, and then he turned his fire on it, first spewing Colin who was in charge of his life out of a life that couldn't take care of himself, and then wanted to call Monica Green Sea, who taught Marin sword dancing skills, and turned his fire to this side after finding out that she was on leave to go out.

Mentor Clark is also the same era as old Hoffman!

"What's wrong with the genius! He's only ten years old! ”

"Ten years old is also a genius! Do you know how happy I was when I only taught him once to dispell him divinely and he learned it once?! I can teach him all the divine techniques in my body! He can learn it too! Be a mentor! What could be happier than this!? Old Clark said this resoundingly.

"Me too! Even though I knew I smelled, that kid never frowned, and he always smiled at me, whether it was dissecting a cadaver or studying a technique, old Hoffman! You don't know anything about our School of Damnation! This child is like an angel! Ramil said this with great sincerity.

Facing an old and a young mentor, old Hoffman frowned, and finally held back the rolling word in his heart.

"But at least you have to think about Marin's safety, he is still too young, even if he is mature, his mind is only a teenager, what if he can't control his strength, what if he can't control his strength, you don't want to lose this apprentice, right?"

This sentence spoke to the hearts of these two mentors, and no matter how unhappy Clark and Lameil were, they had to admit that old Hoffman's words were straight to their point.

yes, such a good apprentice, if he dies...... What to do.

"Stop speeding up your teaching! At least not until the age of fourteen! The loss of this child would be immeasurable for our entire church! ”

Old Hoffman looked at the two tutors, and after getting their approval, he leaned back in his chair: "So, tell me about your current teaching progress. ”

Customary, old Clark said first: "This kid is a very fast learner, and I have almost finished teaching the blessing technique of the three rings." ”

Old Hoffman's face darkened and he looked at Lamir.

The curse technique instructor smiled a little innocently: "This kid is a very fast learner, and I have almost finished teaching the blessing technique of the three rings. ”

This time, the elder Hoffman finally couldn't help it.

"You only started teaching the Second Ring Technique two months ago! Get out of here! ”

………………

Sitting outside the office, the Energy Sculpting Mentor and the Auxiliary Mentor heard a roar coming from the door at the same time, and then saw the two unlucky eggs thrown by the enraged old Hoffman with psionic energy.

As an auxiliary technique instructor, the Squavel squirrel man Minsk Paiblis hurriedly ran over and helped old Clark up: "Why did you make old Hoffman so angry?" ”

"Hoffman Sr. told us to slow down our teaching, and we overpaced." Clark said as he held his waist: "This old man, I'm also an old man!" ”

"It's not a big deal." As the instructor of the Shaping Technique, the red-haired Lady Lalai pursed her mouth: "I have already taught him several Four-Ring Techniques. ”

"yes, I taught too." Minsk grinned: "Teaching Marin techniques, seriously, is a pleasure, as soon as you teach him, it's really too easy." ”

Then the four teachers saw the office door open, and the messenger stood in the doorway, watching them silently.

"It's your turn." Mentor Clark patted the little squirrel on the head.

And Mentor Ramil sighed: "It's your turn. ”

So Mrs. Lalai walked catwalk to the office, and Minsk followed with a grin.

Clark patted his waist, glanced at Lamir, and stretched out his hand to give him a blessing of strength: "Okay, let's go." ”

So one old and one young went down the tower.

Seeing Colin sitting in the yard smoking, Clark walked over and sat down next to him: "Angry? ”

"No, the teacher is right, I'm a little negligent in managing Marin, I'll be a little more careful in the future." After Colin finished speaking, he took out a cigarette from his cigarette case and gave it to Clark and Lamere: "Two mentors, hard work. ”

"It's not hard for us, we still only teach the three-ring technique, but Xiao Lalai and Minsk even teach the four-ring technique." Old Clark took the cigarette, took out his flint lighter, opened the lid and lit it with flint, and handed it to Lamir.

Ramil lowered his head and lit a cigarette, and was about to say something when the three of them felt the spiritual energy fluctuations on the tower.

Looking up, he saw a jet-black thing flying out of the balcony, "You can't do that to me, old thing—" The latter screamed, and flew in an arc towards the meditation lake of the Church of the Goddess of Harvest not far away, eventually making a big splash.

"It seems to be Mrs. Lallai." Colin said with some curiosity.

"That's her." Ramil sighed.

Clark raised an eyebrow, "I knew they were going to be beaten, but it was flying too far." ”

As soon as he finished speaking, another smaller, black figure flew out of the window, and with a wail, "I was wrong," it made the same arc and fell into the lake, splashing the old high.

"It's a Minsk dude." Colin scratched his face, suddenly feeling a little better.

………………

Marin carried the snack box and pushed open the small room where he and his sister were in the church, and it was not surprising that Maya sat in the room.

Unexpectedly, Maya was sitting next to Faye, a girl who was feeding Maya with the dried meat in her hand.

Watching Marin push open the door, Faye smiled and narrowed his eyes.

Marin didn't know what to say for a moment.

He silently put the snack box on the table, and he pouted that he had never been waited for since he became an adult, and in the end, he could only say the most classic greeting he knew in front of the two smiling girls in a somewhat cramped state.

"I'm back, Maya, Faye."

"Welcome back, Marin." Faye smiled, then stroked the tail of the little leopard in his arms.