"What do you mean by Orin here? Are they really ready to let such a ticking time bomb on their own territory? "Dan Yan was a little dissatisfied, he put down his heavy business and came here to solve this damn problem.

"I don't know, the upper echelons of Orin's side are moving strangely. They even issued a decree that the young master must stay in Orin and that the demons need to be reported when they leave the city. The old butler shook his head, "In fact, if it weren't for the lady's personal instructions this time, Master Fran would have ended up living in a mansion near the palace." The old immortal in the palace seems to value Fran's existence very much, and I have received news that His Majesty seems to have the intention of matching the lucky man who once drank the young master's blood to sign a marriage contract with the young master. ”

"Marriage? Neither my father nor I would agree to such a ridiculous thing. ”

"But, in terms of identity. The current Young Master Fran has not yet been blessed and recognized by the Celebrants. In other words, although he is now nominally the second family member under the title of the Celebrator, in reality his identity is nothing more than an ordinary demonic student in the ivory tower in the upper city of Olin City, the capital of the Orin plane. ”

Dan Yan had a cold face and did not reply, the old butler's words were to the point. At this time, Fran's dependency was not recognized by the original plane of the celebrator, which means that his dependency status could not be recognized in some cases. But I can figure it out with my feet that the old immortal in the palace will definitely not let Fran go to the Bliss Plane to get the certification of his dependents, which is also the most difficult point of this trip.

"Is there a way to forcibly take it away?"

The old butler shook his head, "Yes, but it is not recommended." Now Orin, all you can wield is the Feast Madness and an incarnate of an unobtrusive Voyeur. And that old immortal still holds the lost civilization in his hands, and after so many years, no one knows if he has dug up something terrible from the tomb. As for sneaking away, it's even less feasible. Since Master Fran stayed in the Norton Pavilion, there have been three shops in the vicinity. And I can always vaguely feel that someone is peeking at the Norton Pavilion, it should be the undead forbidden army in his hands. ”

"Let's not mention this for the time being, and I'll make plans after I ask the dead fat man." Dan pondered for a moment, "I also got the news, that little guy Fran wants to give up the right to test drive the feast?" ”

"Yes, it seems that the young master wants to try his best to avoid this whirlpool."

"Nonsense. What does it mean on the lady's side? ”

"Madame doesn't think Master Fran is a funny plaything. It was only out of friendship with the revelers that He chose to offer some help that was not excessive. ”

"It's a nuisance. Don't go to the hotel, take me to my weak brother now. ”

"Are you sure?" The old butler hesitated a little, "If you meet him in public, it will inevitably arouse the suspicion of some people, and then cause some unfriendly changes in the young master's attitude towards you." ”

"But after all, I have to let some people know that there is a god standing behind that weak fellow. At the very least, it can make some flies buzz less. ”

The old butler was silent, but just reversed direction and drove the limousine in the direction of the venue of the plane exchange meeting. Obviously, yesterday's rambling attack didn't just touch the scales of the mad lady.

There is still some time before the opening of the Dimensional Exchange, but the warm-up activities have already begun. Colorful strips of light mark areas above the site. Each member of the Alternate Plane who signs up for the event will be given a small area to display their own Dimension's specialties and technologies.

Fran and Poison walked side by side behind Mo Lin, looking at the cheering Mo Lin in front of him, who had deliberately changed into a new suit, "Be happy, why do you all look sullen, we haven't come out to play together for a long time." Mo Lin said a little angrily.

The two guys in front of him, I don't know what they did last night, they all looked tired when they woke up this morning, thinking of some indescribable books they had seen recently, Mo Lin's face was a little red.

It shouldn't be possible......

Franco couldn't have been that kind of person.

"Meow woo~ I always feel that you guy is thinking of some very rude words in his heart, meow~" The voyeur who was in Fran's arms, or the dark clouds lazily complained.

"Talent...... Not at all! Miss Dark Clouds, don't talk nonsense! Mo Lin rubbed the dark cloud's little head fiercely with his eyes.

"So I said, don't you really think it's a terrible thing for a cat to talk?" Poson complained. Originally, when he was eating this morning, the voyeur suddenly complained in front of everyone that the old housekeeper made a small dried fish was missing two catties, and he also wanted to watch Mo Lin be startled, and then his gentle and handsome brother ran over and comforted him softly. As a result, her nervous sister was only slightly stunned for a moment, and then happily hugged the voyeur around, saying that she wanted to raise a talking Tom cat for a long time.

So why Tom?

"No, I've even seen unicorns, what's so strange about a talking cat?" Mo Lin bared his teeth at his brother, "Besides, didn't we just see a talking spider?" ”

Poson tugged at the corners of his mouth, revealing a smile that was uglier than crying. Indeed, the female funnel spider from the Mystery Nest plane did give him a great shock.

Fran didn't speak, just quietly stroked the dark clouds in his hands, watching the two brothers and sisters quarrel, but it was quite a bit like before.

"Meow ~ Little Fran, are you interested in buying a grilled fish for a cute kitten?" The cloud, or rather the peeping peep who had become a pet, rubbed his little head against Fran and woke him up from his trance.

"Of course, my pleasure." Fran nodded.

"Franco, I want it too!" Mo Lin smiled brightly, "I want a slightly spicy one." ”

"Good. Do you want Posen? ”

Poson, who suffers from severe arthropod phobia, shook his head with a dish-hearted face after seeing the terrible funnel spider, thinking that he might not have much appetite right now.

"Then we'll be waiting for you here, Franco." Mo Lin waved his hand and watched Fran walk towards the stall where he bought grilled fish with a dark cloud, the owner of which was a strange fish man who looked strange but could tell that he was a fish?

Poison scanned his surroundings aimlessly, trying to empty his mind, trying to dismiss the effects of the unusual experience he had been. He tossed and turned in bed until dawn last night, after receiving such exciting news. As a result, after sleeping for less than two hours, I was woken up by my sister in high spirits, saying that she was going to go outside together. I had the heart to refuse, but when I saw my sister's bright smile that hadn't appeared for a long time, my heart softened, and I agreed.

"Brother......

The title that hadn't appeared for a long time was suddenly said by Mo Lin, and Po Sen paused for a long time before he realized that Mo Lin seemed to be calling him.

"Ah...... Sorry sorry, what's wrong? ”

Mo Lin's rare expression was a little hesitant, and he no longer looked like he was always happy on weekdays, "Brother, do you think that Franco's recent state is a little wrong." ”

"What's wrong?"

"If you can't say it, it feels strange......" Mo Lin's eyes were full of worry, and in the past month, it was the happiest but also the loneliest period of time.

Happily, the three of them finally have a big house of their own, and they no longer have to endure the cockroaches and stinking rats that are rampant in the lower city. In those cold winters that can freeze to death, there is no longer a need for his two brothers to brave the wind and snow to do some heavy labor, just for a few pieces of charcoal for heating. Mo Lin also wanted to go out and find some work, but after being harassed and stalked by those bad people because of his beautiful appearance, although nothing happened, his two brothers no longer allowed him to run out without permission.

Morin has always been well protected by Poson and Fran, and the two silly brothers always think that girls should appear at all kinds of balls, glamorous and beautiful. You shouldn't be in the filthy lower city, and you should be looked at by those who have bad intentions.

It's really a macho two older brothers, but Mo Lin doesn't hate this feeling of being protected. She just hated the self who could only stand aside and watch her brother's overworked and stiff body, and could only cry helplessly.

But occasionally, when she wakes up in the huge sunroom and looks at the white clouds lying on her stomach beside her, she always feels a little frightened. Once the black lump of coal required a day's labor, so what price did Franco have to pay for such a magnificent mansion, such precious animals, and the meticulous service of all kinds of servants?

She had actually talked to Fran last night, and after Franco came out of his brother's laboratory, she woke up from a nightmare, just like when she was a child, helplessly trying to find that familiar embrace. She told Franco that she didn't want to live in such a big house anymore and that she wanted to go back to her home. It's the little house at the end of the alley.

But Franco told her that this was her home. In the gentle comfort that Franco had never had, Molin cried very sadly, and she felt that the time when the three of them were dependent on each other could not be returned.

She always felt that the distance between the three of them was getting farther and farther away, and that it had begun on the afternoon that Franco had been taken away.

Poison opened his mouth, but he didn't know how to explain it, and he had some speculation about Fran's recent changes. But how do you tell Molin these things?

Ah, your Franco is a monster, a dependant of an evil god, and he slaughtered the god the other day. As for his vacillating personality between facial paralysis and semi-facial paralysis, is it because the divinity and humanity in his soul are fighting with each other?

How can it be!

Poson pondered the vocabulary, trying to tell his sister some one-sided truths that she could understand in a more acceptable way. It's not that he didn't have the intention of lying, but in Mo Lin's eyes, which were already faintly aggrieved, he still gave up that idea.