The day passed quickly, and Martin and Sheldon went home to rest.

In fact, Sheldon is relatively happy about the new life of his fourth magic pattern, but only a little bit.

The fourth magic pattern is still slowly recovering, which is nothing to him.

Merlin can now walk for the first time, which he did not expect.

When he got home, he put Merlin in his arms on the ground and was about to slip his shoes into the house, but the little guy was already walking around on the ground.

This is of course due to the nightmare in his body, but the little guy also learns quickly.

Besides talking...

He even wondered if the kid across from him was pretending to be stupid on purpose.

Time flies, and the dark night that belongs to those who dream comes and goes.

Sheldon now has a very high position, and Martin, who received preferential treatment, legitimately received the magic pistol specially made for him by Sheldon.

He still warned: "Don't use magic bullets to shoot at buildings. Although there are a series of restrictions, it won't be like last time, but you must be careful."

Since Sheldon's magic power is up and down now, something might go wrong...

A special guide told Sheldon where the passageway to work was. There would be a specific password every day, and only those who answered it could enter.

The weather is clear today, the temperature is good, and the sun is shining brightly.

Sheldon fed Merlin early and was finally ready to carry him to work.

That is, Merlin is sitting on his shoulder.

"Cluck, cluck, cluck! Uh...!" The little guy's pink and tender hands seemed to have turned into a pair of wings, swaying wantonly in the air.

"Haha..." Sheldon didn't reject it, but felt a sense of warmth in his heart.

The feeling of being a father is not bad to be honest.

"Morning, boss." Martin leaned forward shamelessly, trying to get close to him.

"Just call me Sheldon." Sheldon looked forward, admiring the beautiful scenery of the busy morning traffic with Merlin, his eyes moving here and there as the birds kept flying in the sky.

"Well..." Martin suddenly blushed and felt a little disappointed.

Sheldon turned his head and said, "I know what you are thinking. By the way, how was your dream last night?"

"It's good, we're back on track." Martin scratched his head and said.

"Did you use the pistol I gave you?"

"No, there have been very few nightmares in the past few days, and there is nothing on Lilac Street..." Martin saw a figure running happily, and greeted him, "Roselle! Come here!"

Russell, still wearing an old pair of brown serge cloth, ran towards them in search of the sound.

"What's the matter, Mr. Martin?"

"Give us a newspaper."

"One copper coin, sir," he said dryly.

"Well, here you go." Sheldon smiled and took out two small shiny copper coins from his arms and put them in his hands. "By the way, do you know him?"

"He is also one of the employees of Dreams Division."

This is something Sheldon didn't expect. Such a young child would actually go to work in Mengsi!

Martin explained to him what a newsboy like Russell needed to do, and Sheldon nodded in response and said nothing.

Russell saw Merlin on Sheldon's shoulder, smiled at him, and waved.

"Then let's go first! Goodbye, Dear Mr. Sheldon!" He happily put the copper coins into a bag beside him, and then ran forward until he disappeared into the crowd.

Sheldon didn't think much at this time and started reading the newspaper he just bought.

Today's front page is actually about orcs.

There is actually a special zone for orcs in the entire Yaris! Although it is located on the border of Pangaia and Rubis, it is still surprising.

Orcs were very unpopular in the past, and they are still unpopular now. They often represent curses and misfortunes, but in fact they do not.

When Sheldon was still in the Merlin Cult, he had seen those simple and relatively docile creatures.

In fact, he can be regarded as a human being, but he is more honest and honest than them.

Remember, they are here to make adaptation samples, which means they need to take some ** from various types of orcs...

Of course, the Merlin Cult does not allow discrimination, so they give these special samples the same treatment.

I remember there was a wolf-orc who was moved to tears after eating a hot meal and asked if he could stay here for a little longer... His tail was still wagging there.

well......

Sheldon sighed and lamented the past silently. When he saw a laughing bear head on the cover, he felt uneasy.

Who knows...who knows?

The establishment of a special zone for orcs is simply shameless, naked, and discriminatory.

"What's wrong? You don't think they are really human, do you?" Martin sneered, "These beasts should be kept in cages, and they might eat us one day."

"I have no comment on this." Sheldon said coldly, "We are not them, and they are not us. Just go to work."

"Go to... class..." At this moment, these two words came out of Merlin's mouth.

At this time, Merlin's sea of ​​consciousness.

"Phew! Done!" Nightmare let out a long breath. He didn't know why he had such a weird mentality.

"Little guy, what did you say?" Sheldon was so happy that he took Merlin off his shoulders and motioned for him to say it again.

Martin was also quite surprised. He could not speak a word before, but now he could suddenly speak!

Moreover, we had seen him in the cradle and in Sheldon's arms before, so how come he was suddenly on Sheldon's shoulders?

"It always feels like I've grown a lot overnight," Martin said.

"He's really smart."

"Go to work." Merlin's pronunciation was very clear, and the previous pause disappeared. It seemed that he was completely familiar with the pronunciation of these two words.

"By the way, shouldn't he be called 'Dad' first?"

Martin was instantly shocked by the roll of Sheldon's eyes.

The rest of the journey was speechless.

At the corner of the street, next to a trash can, the two finally stood still.

Sheldon stuffed the newspaper into the trash can and said, "Is this it?"

"Well...it's just that if you go in, the position of the door is uncertain."

"What does this mean?"

"There are so many doors, and the place you come in today may not necessarily be the same place you come in tomorrow..."

"Oh..." Sheldon scratched his head, "Then do you want to fix them?"

"Of course I have! Everyone in our company is complaining about this useless thing. You must know that the Dream Division is quite big, and it will take a lot of time to go back and forth like this."

"Then come to my place and fill out the form, and I can solve it."

Submitting a question request to Sheldon requires filling out a form, and things always have to be done one by one.

"Really?" Martin said in surprise, knocking on the wall in front of him, and the magic power flowed in.

"Come in, the initiative to establish a special zone for orcs is simply amazing." Today's guide seemed very excited, "Have you read the newspaper?"

"..." Sheldon didn't say anything, just nodded.

Martin patted the guide on the shoulder awkwardly: "Beast...Orc Zone...Haha, man, still..."

"It's okay, let's go."

Sheldon didn't say anything, it wasn't his responsibility.

"Orcs..." Merlin spoke again, his childish tone sounding very endearing.

"Orcs don't actually have any curses or plagues, nor are they the embodiment of violence." Sheldon stated to Martin while walking with him, "Have you seen them?"

"No, I just heard it from what I heard, saying that they are so horny that they hang out there all day long." Martin shrugged, "But any orc with some brains knows how they can go to the streets without being beaten."

You'll be lucky if you catch him in a cage."

"They are not what you think." Sheldon pursed his lips, opened the door to the office, and put Merlin down, "Want to drink something? I'll make tea. If you don't want to be robbed of the first place,

Then go fill out the form quickly and help me coax the little guy."

"Okay, boss."

"Don't call me boss." Sheldon waved his hands lightly, and everything in the room suddenly moved into place and began to operate in an orderly manner.

The fire started automatically, the tea leaves floated out of the cloth bag and were stuffed into the teapot. The magic pen and parchment were rolled together and delivered to Martin's hands.

Martin is currently playing with Merlin, who is sitting on the sofa in a daze.
To be continued...