When they saw Fran's purple eyes, their eyes were filled with fear that Fran had always been quite familiar with, but in that familiar fear, there was a hint of fear and respect.

Fran didn't pay much attention to these changes, he turned his head to the old butler on the side and asked, "What has Poson been doing lately?" ”

The old butler replied respectfully, "Mr. Poson, under the leadership of his teacher, has recently been cataloging and analyzing the texts of lost civilizations. ”

"Huh?"

Fran was a little puzzled, knowing why Poson and his teacher, who were both known for their mechanical research, suddenly went to study some classics.

The old butler had expected Fran to be confused, so he continued to explain, "Mr. Poson's teacher seems to have a grudge against the Die-Believer. Please rest assured that there is a team of servants who are always at Mr. Poson's side. ”

Hearing this, even Fran, who had the upper hand in divinity at this time, couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed. In the end, he is just a family member of the feaster, but it seems that in his daily life, it seems that the frequency of the appearance of the servant is much higher than that of the eater.

The old butler saw Furlong's embarrassment, but explained with a smile, "Young Master Furlong, you don't have to worry about this matter. It's something we're all happy to do. Lingren's way of progressing is different from others, and whether he plays a successful role is the most important criterion. ”

Without asking what it was, Fran just nodded slightly. Moving his gaze to Mo Lin on the side, Mo Lin seemed to have picked what he wanted at this time, and ran over with a small potted plant in his hand.

Even though it was close to winter at this time, the potted plant in Mo Lin's hand was still a green color, and there were a few drops of water during the period, which was quite lifelike.

"Franco, I want this!"

Mo Lin's figure in a denim suit is jumping with joy, but it is quite cute.

Fran nodded, turned to the waiter who came with him, and said, "Wrap up everything you just saw and send it to the Norton Pavilion." ”

The waiter was a little surprised, "All? ”

The old butler smiled and gestured to the waiter, and then the two went to the counter to settle the bill together.

Mo Lin grinned, after nearly a month of meticulous pampering, as well as a small understanding of the Norton Pavilion's finances. At this time, Mo Lin is not as stingy and careful as some abrupt and wealthy guys.

Fran touched Mo Lin's head, then took the small potted plant in her hand, handed it to another clerk who was waiting, and then took Mo Lin's hand and walked out of the store. The old butler occasionally felt something, and seemed to want to catch up, but then he dispelled this idea.

In the past, the reason why he always followed Mo Lin was just because he was afraid that some rats would attack Mo Lin at any cost.

But at this time, the owner of the Norton Pavilion returned. And the burden on his body can also be lifted, and he can rest for a while.

Mo Lin felt the warmth in the palm of his hand, lowered his head, and used his hair to hide all the blush on his cheeks. He didn't look at the road, just like when he was a child, he followed behind Fran and walked step by step.

In a short time, at this time, Mo Lin and Fran had already walked to the entrance of the plane exchange meeting, and the doorway that had not been prepared when they came before had been erected at this time, and all kinds of luxurious decorations were dotted on it, which looked quite luxurious.

At this time, the luxurious courtyard was already full of bustling people, and Fran and Morin were allowed to wander around the crowd for a long time, but they could not squeeze in.

Suddenly, Fran spotted an uninhabited passageway, flanked by two huge armors, not the armor of the Manjushava family that he had ever seen, but an armor that had no fixed style. The two armoured bodies standing side by side had a passage large enough for one person to pass, but even so, the crowd of people on the side was stunned that no one dared to approach the passage.

This strange phenomenon is entirely due to the few big characters written on the passage, the entrance of the noble passage.

There are only a handful of nobles in Olin City, and even fewer are willing to deign to travel with the commoners for an exchange meeting.

Fran pulled up Molin and walked straight towards the noble passage. By the time they got to the two armoured bodies, and before Fran could even find the documents that would prove his noble status, the armoured bodies had already made way out of the passage.

Fran was a little surprised, but he thought that he should have queried some information on the Internet, so he let his group go.

As soon as he thought of this, he took Mo Lin's hand, walked quickly through the courtyard, and walked straight towards the destination of his trip.

When I arrived at the tailor's shop, I looked at the first floor that was still deserted, but I didn't feel the feeling of revisiting the old place. After hesitating for a while, he went straight up the stairs, and walked around a corner, where he saw Lavender sitting behind a desk, flipping through some picture books in his hand.

Hearing the footsteps, Lilac looked up and found that it was Fran, and her delicate eyebrows were full of joy.

She hurriedly got up and greeted Fran, "Come on, come on, feel sitting." ”

When Fran and Molin were seated in the chairs in front of her, Lavender reached out and pressed the intercom on the side, and the caregiver's maid, who was nowhere else, hurriedly served tea.

After a short time, a few plates of delicate refreshments and hot tea still floating in the heat were brought up by the servant, and after telling the servant to close the door of the shop, Lavender finally said with a smile, "I just heard the news that you woke up before, and I was thinking about going to see you at night." I didn't expect you to come straight here. ”

"There is no reason for you to take the initiative to find me." Fran smiled, on the way to the precision gear, the old butler inadvertently mentioned it, saying that the light purple was still in Orin at this time. Originally, on the way back from the precision gear, Fran didn't really want to go home, but after thinking about it, it seemed that there was only such a 'sister-in-law' who could come to visit the huge Orin.

"By the way, I haven't given you the gift I prepared yet." Lilac clapped her hands, as if she had suddenly remembered it. "But just in time, I can continue to revise it."

Fran didn't care what the gift was in Lavender's mouth, just drank his tea quietly. And Lavender found that Fran didn't seem to have the temperament to chat, but she didn't care, took Mo Lin's little hand, and kept shuttling through the various compartments on the second floor of the tailor's shop. It seems to be saying who ordered these clothes, and occasionally when it comes to happiness, the two women also burst into a burst of silver bell-like smiles.

Fran's fingers gently caressed the somewhat hot teacup, and his purple eyes were cloudy. At this time, he came here not so much to meet friends. It's better to say that he specially brought Mo Lin to come to relax, you must know that in the huge Orin, outside of himself and Posen, Mo Lin seems to have a better relationship with lavender.

At this time, he also needed a quiet place to think about where to go from here.

At this time, he had already decided to take over Morgan's affairs, after all, from all angles, there was no reason to refuse. His growth requires high energy, and at this time, no one in Orin can provide him with enough high-energy food to get him through the growth period. As for the feasters and dans, he didn't count on it. After all, even if the Feasters did their best to deliver food for themselves, there was a high probability that the food would not be transported to the Olin Plane.

After all, at the end of the day, I'm still in Olin. And that His Majesty Gulidan obviously would not sit idly by and watch a demon grow in his own territory.

This is also the reason why Dan Shi gave up the delivery of materials and went to the palace to discuss with Gulidan in person.

As things stand, this one result is a win-win-win.

For Fran, he gets the energy he needs to grow.

As for the Inquisition, as a result, their work pressure and the number of war losses will inevitably drop significantly.

As for Gulidan, in this way, the unstable foundation caused by the broken defense of the bubble and the careful thinking of some nobles below will inevitably be curbed.

As for stopping Fran's growth?

Presumably, His Majesty had never had that kind of thought, all he needed was to slow down Fran's growth as much as possible.

Just as he was thinking this, Morgan's message suddenly came.

Morgan: Decided? Then there's a job tonight.

Fran: Okay

Morgan: I'll send you some specifics later.

Fran: Roger

Fran, who had closed his private vision, slowly closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, there was no hesitation, at this time he had already embarked on this path, so there was no time to regret it.

But before that, Fran had a more important thing to do.

Some reluctantly waved goodbye to Lavender, and Mo Lin's mood at this time was obviously quite happy. Holding Fran's hand, he bounced around the crowd.

Occasionally stop in front of some small stalls, and after wandering your eyes a few times, you will have a lot of barbecue snacks in your hands.

Fran was a little helpless, but he still followed Mo Lin inch by inch, and finally waited until the little ancestor was a little sleepy after shopping, and then slowly walked out of the venue.

Autumn days are always short, and when it is already dusk, Mo Lin is bouncing in front, humming a tune that he doesn't know where he learned it. Obviously, today's trip made her quite happy.

The old butler was already standing at the door with his hands tied, and when he saw the figures of Fran and Molin, he opened the door of the limousine on the side and followed Molin into the back seat. Fran gave the old butler an inquiring look.

The old butler nodded slightly, signaling that the matter arranged by Fran to avoid Molin had been dealt with.

Fran, who received a response, did not hesitate and got into the limousine.