When he opened his eyes again, Marlin noticed Rivol lying on his chest...... I'm still wondering why my chest is a little tight. It was a real headache, and patted the girl on the back, who woke up, rubbed her eyes, and only then did she notice the shape of her gravel.

The girl didn't explain, she just smiled sweetly, and then was driven off by Marin.

It's getting smaller again.

Looking at his little hands, Marlin turned his head to look at Rivo - it must have been the silly girl who was pressing on him, so that Faye and the others didn't wake him up.

Really, is this girl a cat? No, Maya had never slept like this before.

Puzzled, Marlin got out of bed, put on his dressing gown (the temperature in Fort Carter is now around five degrees in the morning), and led Revo, who was also wearing a dressing gown, down to the second floor, where he found his own girls enjoying breakfast in front of the fire in their dressing gowns.

"Our Marlin is down, it's so cute today, let me hug it." Nova stretched out her hand, and the strange girl was knocked down by Marin with her fingers: "Didn't you say to go to the horse." ”

"Ah, today's elemental ebb is low, and all the spells can't be used." At this point, Nova finally sensed that something was wrong—yes, he couldn't feel the elements.

With a snap of his fingers, the small flame was extinguished.

"Marin, you're super powerful, you can still gather elements in such a situation, we can't gather at all." Speaking of this, Faye looked at Marin, "Wait a minute, you won't be unaware of the elemental low tide, right?" ”

"How do I know?" Marin was silent for a moment after speaking: "By the way, if the elemental tide is low, is it that those chaos will not be able to enter this world." ”

"Suffice it to say, if the elemental tide stops swinging, then Chaos won't be able to enter this world." At this point, Cross climbed up to Marin, and the girl hugged Marin: "Well, little Marin, very cute. ”

"Don't be like a weird aunt." Marlin reached out and tugged at Cross's ear, which had fallen from sniffing Marin's neck.

And then as usual, it broke down.

Cross fell to the ground, and Nova laughed.

"So what are we going to do today?" Marin asked, looking at the girls.

"Isn't it good to be at home, stealing half a day of leisure, you've been working hard lately, can't you take a good rest?" Faye asked rhetorically.

Marin was stunned for a moment, then nodded with a smile: "Okay, let's take a day off, anyway, today must be a peaceful day." ”

"Then I'll take Jessica and Lilim to the market to buy spices, Nova, Maya and Cross go to the half-plane to catch a deer and come back, let's roast meat in the afternoon!"

"Hey, what am I going to do?" Matilda asked, raising her hand.

"Take care of our Mr. Marin, don't let other bad women steal it." Faye's expression was serious and serious.

"I understand it thoroughly, just leave it to me!" Matilda's expression was serious and serious.

What kind of plane are you doing, what are you called a bad woman, don't you count it in your own mind?

Ruivo leaned on Marin's head very knowingly: "Marlin, what's the next new book." ”

"Didn't I just tell you the last volume of Lyon's Adventures last night?" Speaking of this, Marlin has a headache, this girl is really a little goblin, she actually likes to hear stories, and last night she talked about it for half a night, and Marlin's head hurt.

"But it's over, what does the new story say?" Rivo's eyes were full of anticipation.

Facing his number one book fan, Marin shook his head: "I haven't thought about it yet." ”

"Rivo, writing isn't a hen laying eggs." Maya said with a smile.

"Alright, in this case, I'll take Matilda and Rivo to the National Publishing House once, I have something to ask Mr. President."

Now that everything has been assigned, everyone finished their meal and began to assign work.

Spare Grain had been working at the orphanage lately, so Madame Spotted was in charge of the house, and her cubs were now half grown and eating meat, and she didn't have to worry about it as much as she used to, except that Marin thought that maybe the time of separation was coming soon—I heard that the spirits would drive the children away when they grew up.

Hey, what a regrettable fact, in this world, there is no feast.

Changing into clothes, Marlin took Matilda and Rivo to the publishing house, because of the low tide of the elements, the mages who originally opened the door had to walk on their feet, and thanks to Marin's previous preparation, the half-plane side used a permanent teleportation channel, so it was not impossible to use it because of the low tide.

Of course, Marin would not use Route 11, he called the coachman of the family - the old coachman Hizel was an old substitute who had retired from the church, because he was born as an orphan, and chose to continue to serve in order to earn more money for the family, so Marin hired him.

The church knew about the situation, and it knew that Marin's family rarely used a car, and old Hizel came to Marin in a state of semi-retirement, and he was happy to do so.

Today was the first time Marin had ridden in his car, which made the old man who claimed to be idle and was about to get sick very happy.

Sitting at the door of the publishing car, he was greeted by the secretary, who was still wearing the dress, and one wondered if she was still the same as before, pulling out the double-barreled shotgun with a sawed short barrel from the bottom of the skirt without saying a word.

"Your Excellency Marin, welcome to the publishing house, may I ask what you are doing today." Seeing Marin, the secretary asked with a smile.

"Ask some writing questions, is the president there?"

"Of course, but he's serving guests right now, so you'll have to wait." The secretary's wife replied.

With this answer, Marin didn't care much about who it would be—it must have been a matter of privacy anyway, so he asked old Hizel to find a warm place to rest first, and Marin led his girl into the hall.

"Good morning, Lord Marin." The guards of the publishing house have long been familiar with Marin, and when they met each other this time, they naturally said hello.

"Good morning, are you also on duty today?" Marin asked with a smile as he looked at the young guard.

"Yes, but I'm on duty for my colleague, who got married today."

"Yes, in that case, I have a little heart here, you can help me pay it on my behalf." Marin said as he handed out a piece of fruit and dropped it into his arms.

"Thank you for your generosity!" The young man said gratefully.

"Don't thank me, when you get married, I'll give you one." Speaking of which, Marin looked at the secretary, "Speaking of which, what about you, ma'am." ”

"I'm sorry, Lord Marin, but I'm a believer in the Forbidden Marriage Sect." The lady smiled and rejected Marin's 'kindness': "You don't have to introduce me to anything. ”

What, is there still a forbidden marriage sect?

With such doubts, Marin was about to ask Matilda when he heard a roar from the second floor: "I haven't even been in love!" How can you make me write this thing! ”

"It's because you've never been in a relationship that you're qualified to write this! Or I won't write it to you! ”

Well, it should be the president and the author he saw who were quarrelling.

But...... In these years, does this ghost world even have such an inexplicable requirement to write a love story?