After all, he is a subordinate deity of the God of Justice; the actions of this Divine Envoy, the Master of Suffering, are impeccable.
"Speaking of which, those guys really are everywhere." Lillim said with a displeased face. Malin Sir had just disappeared in the morning, and they showed up in the afternoon. I really want to smash their faces.
This made Jessica glance at the little lamb: "Lillim, your race isn’t known for being warlike."
"Since I’ve made the choice to follow Mr. Malin for life, I must learn to fight!" Lillim said, and then turned her head to glance at Faye: "You had better not cry anymore, little miss of the Mowish family."
"You don’t need to tell me that." Faye said, then looked at Malin. "Mr. Malin, the Karna clan is a Werewolf family. I worry that there are those within the clan who have resolved to become your enemy."
"In life, if there are no enemies to embellish your path, it might be too dull." Maya suddenly said.
"...Maya, how could you think like that?" Faye, Lillim, and Jessica asked in unison.
"My father always used to say that." The little Leopard Girl mentioned her adoptive father: "Although I don’t really agree, my father is always right."
"I also think father was not wrong. In life, being a good gentleman can indeed get you everywhere, but sometimes, people will see your kindness as a reflection of a weak heart." Malin said with a smile and sighed: "So, I don’t mind if an enemy appears on my path."
"However, if someone really wants to be my enemy, they had better be prepared to face death."
Faye thought that at this moment, Malin was simply explosively cool.
Well, right, when he fights, it is also explosive, but that kind of explosion is more on the physical side.
After having some pastries in Faye’s other garden, Malin decided to take his girls to find Clovis—although the Bunny Girl was a research fanatic, she always needed to go out for some fresh air and see the scenery. If she heard outdated news, Malin was afraid she might have problems. After all, her transformation was already showing up very severely, and Malin did not want to be a day late and end up seeing a giant rabbit that looked like Clovis staring back at him.
In that case, Malin would really have to tear a certain loudmouth to pieces.
The group took a carriage and arrived at Clovis’s place, where an old Mage answered the door. When he saw Malin, he immediately triggered an emergency spell, with an unsuspecting Malin hit by a capturing palm and flying across the entire street, smashing through the glass windows of the shop opposite, and drawing screams from onlookers.
"This old man is really strong; I thought he was just a sweeper in the Mage Tower." Lillim said to her sisters as they watched the old Mage, who was still unsettled.
"No, according to Thananese sayings, a sweeper in an organization might just be the most powerful." Jessica quietly added.
"But why aren’t we getting upset about this?" Faye looked at her girls.
"It is probably because I foresaw my brother’s future and cast a Stone Skin Spell on him." Maya said with her arms akimbo, her face showing total confidence.
The old Mage finally came to from his shock, and he looked at the girls who were close to his daughter: "Is he still alive?"
"Yes, sir. But speaking of which, your sources of information are not very current, are they? Malin already came back this afternoon." Faye said, raising her eyebrows at the old man.
"I heard the news when I entered the Mage Tower this morning. After I came back, I did not dare tell Clovis; I was afraid she couldn’t control herself after hearing it and would enter an irreversible twisted transformation." The old Mage, looking at Malin walking out of the shop with the owner, couldn’t help blushing: "I’m completely at a loss here. Hearing the door, I came to open it, saw this lad, and I was so frightened I almost invoked a ninth-circle Spell Formation. I’m still wondering why my warning spell didn’t react."
"Well, nevertheless, the misunderstanding is cleared, Mr. Malin is safe, and we’d like to see Clovis." Faye said, watching Malin pay the compensation for the broken glass before turning to the old Mage.
"Not a problem, come right in, children." The old Mage stepped aside at the door, and after the girls walked in, he nodded at Malin: "You have a good sister; she’s adept at casting instant spells."
Malin smiled awkwardly but still nodded: "After all, she is my sister."
Walking into Clovis’s laboratory, Malin saw various beakers—these represented that the existence of chemical basics was so clear, in Malin’s view, the industry of this world had not yet been able to support such transparent beakers, it must be the unique craft of the Mage Tower.
"How did you guys think to come find me to play?" Standing in front of the workbench, Clovis was conducting an experiment and talking to her sisters without turning her head.
It seemed that she had indeed not heard any of the rumors going around.
This relieved Malin considerably; he sat down on a small stool nearby, a move that caused Clovis’s ears to turn backward, and then she put down her work and turned to look at Malin: "Mr. Malin is back; when did you return?"
"This afternoon." Malin smiled and nodded: "Don’t abandon the work in your hands."
"Yeah, no problem. Speaking of which, I’m dealing with a formula here; if I can complete the work and sell the formula to the Alchemy workshop of the Mage Tower, I can earn at least 6000 gold as a reward."