As soon as Matilda returned to the pavilion, she imdiately found her sisters, "Mr. Malin took to see the bottom of the sea!" Full of the most sincere joy, Matilda, now a fox girl with one and a half (yi) tails, exclaid, "It’s so beautiful there."
"We’ve all been there," the girls answered in unison.
"Eh, when did you go? Why didn’t you take with you?" the Fox Girl expressed her confusion.
"Because at that ti you felt like you had grown another tail," the girls answered in unison again.
The Fox Girl was stunned, then put on a woeful face, and Malin, following behind her, raised his hand to pat her head, "Alright, girls, next we need to start massively producing. Lillim, have our Astrologers received any new ssages lately?"
"No, but a new rift has been detected in the Dark Zone by the Eastern Kingdom."
"It seems our guests can hardly wait," sighed Malin, and then he patted Matilda who had sought consolation, "Don’t worry, I’m just lanting that Fate hasn’t granted enough ti. If I had thirty years, I could make the entire Western Human World stronger, I could have stockpiled more resources, we would have had more armies, more cannons, more machine guns, we could even try to let chanical bodies fly into the sky, but we don’t have enough ti."
"It’s alright, Malin, we won’t submit to Chaos," Faye said as she sat beside Nova, looking at Malin.
"I know, in the past without us, our ancestors persevered through Chaos’s invasions ti and again. Just like in the future without us, our descendants will also repel Chaos ti and again," said Malin, smiling at his girls, "Don’t worry, we just need to do everything we can. The rest, let’s break the cycle of Fate and completely block the tide of Chaos. I hope we can use our deeds to tell our descendants..."
Malin paused, then delivered a line that was very classic to him, "With great sacrifice, bold ambitions arise, daring to make the sun and moon shine in a new sky."
"A poem from Thanan, what does it an?" Faye looked towards Nova, who shook her head, "I haven’t studied the poetry of Thanan."
"I understand, it ans that only those with the courage to fear no sacrifice are worthy of changing the face of this world," Matilda said, "It’s a very... very powerful seven-character phrase. Mr. Malin is quite knowledgeable about Thanan culture as well."
"I did not write it; it was penned by an ancient I know of. He was a great person, he and his companions changed the course of a nation in that era, breaking the predestined Fate and creating a whole new future for countless lives... What’s most important is, he, like us, were Mortals."
"Just by hearing the story, one can understand he was a great person. He was a Mortal too?" Clovis asked, sowhat amazed.
"In ancient tis, there were no Rightful Gods like Naless and no Evil Gods like Chaos; that era didn’t have the kind of divine system we have now," Malin explained to the girls.
"That’s amazing," Rewo’s pair of black eyes widened in awe.
"Yes, very amazing," Malin nodded, "and so, this afternoon I need two girls to accompany to the new district. I’m going to start planning for the new production site."
"I’m free," Lillim was the first to raise her hand.
"And I’ll join," Clovis raised her hand second.
"Don’t you have an Alchemy class today?"
"I’ve taken leave. For the past half-year, wherever I went, I had to teach Alchemy courses at the local Mage Tower. Now the sight of materials gives a headache. The Tower Master has granted a year’s vacation," Clovis replied briskly to Malin’s question.
"Alright, then the rest of you report to Faye where you’re going and don’t go out alone. Especially you, Rewo. What about you this afternoon?" Malin confird the whereabouts of his girls for the afternoon, looking at Rewo who had yet to respond.
"I don’t know, the sisters grabbed it too quickly," Rewo said, pursing her lips with a look of little frustration.
"Then let’s add you to the group," Malin said while reaching out to catch the happy little girl who was jumping into his arms, effortlessly lifting her.
"Is this so kind of ritual?" Nova asked.
"Not really, it’s just a simple lift," Malin answered, and then he placed the girl on his wrist—today, the 6’1" Malin found this quite easy and comfortable.
.........
Matilda didn’t take a nap in the afternoon. As a Paladin, she had much more energy than her sisters, so while the mage girls were resting, she made it her duty to inspect whether the palace guards were slacking off.
This was the sort of thing a Naless Paladin did most often—especially when bored.
Today the guards perford well, which pleased Matilda greatly. It seed that yesterday’s whipping of the lazy ones had taught them the value of loyalty.
When she reached the main gate, Matilda saw Logan and Miriam: "How co you’re back? Didn’t you say you were going to the opera house to see an opera this afternoon?"
Speaking of operas, Matilda really didn’t like them, for so inexplicable reason.
"Did Malin leave?" Logan frowned, "That’s bad. Miriam and I went out for fun and when we ca back through the city gate, we found our wallets, passes, and pocket watch were gone."
After saying this, he even tugged at his collar, "Damn, my collar is torn."
"Yeah, speaking of which, how did your collar get torn?"
"Who knows? But I must say, it’s terrifying how I can be robbed even in Rongma. I didn’t notice when the thief took my things," Logan said, turning to glance at his wife, "Strangely enough, they didn’t take anything from Miriam."
"Yeah, why didn’t they steal from ?" Miriam said, furrowing her brow, "I’ve been talking to Logan the whole way, and I have no mory of anyone getting close to him at all. It’s just like last ti with that Night Watcher nad Xing Chi; there’s no mory of it happening, it’s really spooky."
"How about this, I have so money here, I can lend you so," Matilda said, reaching for her purse—as a matter of fact, Matilda’s money was rent from family lands, her annual Paladin salary, and pocket money from Malin.
However, Matilda usually spent the rent money on various agricultural tools for the farrs serving her family. The Paladin’s annual salary would be donated to a small foundation established among the Paladins, which provided compensation to the families of comrades who died in action.
"That’s not necessary, money isn’t the problem. Our current issue is that we’ve lost our passes. If it weren’t for the fact that we were with you when passing the city gate, the City Guard wouldn’t have let us through. Now, if we can’t get our passes reissued, we won’t be able to go anywhere," Logan said.
"Then why don’t you rest for a bit, and we’ll co up with a plan after Sister Nova wakes up?" Matilda suggested.
"Of course, now I need to rest well with Miriam. I’m so angry; the thieves these days are just too much," Logan said, storming off with Miriam huffing with him.
Matilda was left behind, feeling quite curious.
What was going on with Logan?
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