This is the second day after Sheldon left the Cult of Merlin.

He is not familiar with everything on Lilac Street yet, after all, he has just moved here.

Lilac Street is a street located in a small city in the Vatican. It is relatively close to the city center and has complete basic facilities. Moreover, this is also the imperial capital, so it cannot be that shabby.

Yesterday during the day, he took his new salary to buy some food.

However, yesterday, he took gold coins to ask others for change, and almost failed to pay. This became a big joke in the market...

Are there really any fools using gold coins to buy things these days?

In the end, he had to go to the bank to exchange five gold coins for 125 silver coins, so that he could support his daily expenses.

He still has fifty-nine gold coins in his hand, which is enough to support a family of three living tightly for more than half a year.

The house he is in is not big, but it is not small either. It has two floors, and an attic attached. It faces the sun, unlike the opposite floor, which only has haze as a companion every day. The sunlight slanting from the window hits the guest table in the hall.

, making the whole room warm and cozy.

"Ha...ah..." He took a sip of the coffee in his hand and thought it was good.

Breakfast is pure white buttered wheat bread, and a lettuce and fruit salad dipped in tea sauce, which exudes the smell of vanilla.

Sheldon crossed his legs and regretted why he didn't order a newspaper by the way. In this case, maybe——

Tuk-tuk-tuk!

The door seemed to be knocked.

"Hello! Would you like to buy a newspaper? The latest news! The dispute between the Merlin Cult and the newly appointed King Charles! Don't you want to take a look?" A little boy's voice came faintly from outside, which made Sheldon

After a pause, he looked back at Merlin who seemed to be awake, took out a handful of copper coins, put down his crossed legs, burped a little, and ran to open the door.

"Good morning, little one."

"Good morning! Guys!" Standing in front of Sheldon was a newsboy wearing a brown serge newsboy uniform. He had brown hair and was quite handsome, but his face was a bit pockmarked.

"May I have your name?"

"I'm the newsboy in this area of ​​Lilac Street, Russell!" the little boy said excitedly, "I haven't seen anyone here before. The sun is really coming out in the west today, isn't it? This dear new resident? I am here every day.

Came to deliver the newspaper on time at eight o'clock in the morning, meticulous! Very punctual!"

"My name is Sheldon, yes, I just moved in yesterday." Sheldon's eyes immediately saw the bright shadow of the world tree on the newspaper, and his eyes couldn't leave it. "

Little Russell, how much does this newspaper cost?"

"Not much, not much! I only charge you one copper coin!"

"Yeah." Sheldon nodded and took out two shiny little things from his pocket, which looked so bright in the early morning sun. "You can go buy some candy."

"Thank you for this generous gentleman!" Russell bowed deeply to him, pointed his right hands together, said hello, ran to the opposite side happily, and knocked on the door as usual.

"Well..." Sheldon's brows suddenly furrowed. He turned around and closed the door. He opened the door and opened the door. He waved the chestnut wand in his hand, and a cloud of milk floated out from the milk jug around him.

, a dark pill flew from the depths of the room and fell into the cup.

With the stirring of his wand, the pills and milk merged quickly. It looked just like ordinary milk, with a little white steam rising from it.

Obviously, Sheldon warmed up the milk very thoughtfully.

"Level 1 magic weapon leaked? I really thought about it..." Sheldon muttered in a low voice, "Can this still be called a magic weapon? This Department of Magic is too good at perfunctory people."

Bo! The bottle on the table was opened at once, and the mild milk flew in, swaying, and then stuffed into little Merlin's hand.

He can drink it himself, of course he will drink it, he is very hungry.

"Hmm..." Merlin is indeed no different from a wolf after seeing flesh. He needs energy, a lot of energy.

After a while, he drank all the milk and waved his fist to signal for another glass.

Sheldon raised his eyebrows in confusion, a little curious.

It seems that at this age, a glass of milk is enough, so why does the baby in front of me still look hungry?

In the baby's body, the soul belonging to the nightmare is constantly restless, and it is now basically immune to the effects of this weak potion.

Nightmare is just feeling a little depressed now, and the feeling of not being able to control his body is really uncomfortable.

But the risk of being discovered made him decide to stay dormant for a while.

After all, the little guy next to him can't communicate through words now, he can only communicate through soul contact, and he can be affectionate with little Merlin.

Not only Sheldon needs to take care of the children, but also the noble nightmare has to help take care of the children...

This is enough.

At least, this little guy doesn't seem to have really made any noise until now.

Last night, his kind seemed to have not gotten rid of their vulgar taste and were circling around. Fortunately, they did not disturb the baby who was in the same room with him, otherwise he would have suffered again.

"Eat, eat, little one..." Sheldon thought that nightmares might affect the baby's body growth rate, and he was not surprised.

Naturally, he recorded this possible conjecture in his notebook and handed it to the person who took over.

"I don't know what happened yesterday." Sheldon murmured in a low voice, using his fingers to tease Merlin, who was happy after the meal. "You were so smart when you were a child, how can you be so great when you grow up."

At this moment, Russell outside the door has finished delivering his newspaper, leaving only a few scattered copies hanging on his shoulders. These will become one of the free newspapers at the roadside newsstand.

"Hey! Look!" He walked into an alley, opened the bag on his waist, and counted today's income one by one.

A total of twenty-four copper coins.

After twists and turns, the alley was very dark, and water dripped from the eaves from time to time. Russell was familiar with the road and avoided the dripping area in time.

Finally, he stopped at a dead end. In front of him was a wall made of loess and painted with a layer of red paint.

Russell coughed lightly, straightened his chest, solemnly stretched out his right hand, and knocked three times on a protruding spot on the wall.

"Newspaper, today's newspaper," he said softly.

"What newspaper?" A calm male voice came from the other side of the wall.

"World Tree." Russell lowered the brim of his hat and said.

Kara la——

This earthen wall began to vibrate inexplicably, and debris kept rolling down from the top!

Soon, the wall completely collapsed.

"Welcome, Mr. Russell."

Standing in front of Russell was a man wearing a top hat and a black suit.

This is the Dream Division, the Vatican headquarters.

"Well, what's for breakfast today?"

"Cheese bread and milk, here is your meal ticket." The man handed over a flat and clean small parchment paper with today's breakfast items printed on it.

"Thank you, buddy." Russell smiled at him and jumped into the depths of the Dream Division.

The Dream Department is very big, like a huge anthill, with various departments branching out and performing their own duties.

For example, the Nightmare Research Department closest to the entrance is filled with various magic detection instruments, and there is also a huge eyeball hanging from the roof, which is said to be the transformation of a powerful nightmare.

Of course, being closest to the entrance is relatively speaking. Every moment, all kinds of strange doors open in places that basically no one knows about in the Dream Division.

At this time, it is time to work as a guide dedicated to serving colleagues.

This man is obviously one of the guides. They are responsible for distributing meal tickets, guiding the way, and resolving scuffles and disputes, and a series of things that people who are not on duty should do.

In addition to the Nightmare Research Department, the largest department in the Dream Department is the Human Resources Department, which consists of employee lounges and demon-killing equipment rooms, and of course also has conference rooms.

On weekdays, the Dreamers team basically conducts a series of training and coaching here during the day.

There are not many people nowadays, and most of them are about the same age as Russell.

This is a newsboy secretly planted by the Dream Division, responsible for reporting whether anyone is anchored by nightmares so that they can be removed at the door.

Each of them will be equipped with a monitoring device, but no one will see it.

It was precisely because of this that Russell discovered that there was a new resident at No. 27 Lilac Road.

"Humph~" Russell was in a good mood today.

This generous gentleman gave him an extra copper coin so that he could save more money for his brother who had not yet been engraved with magic patterns.

He is only seven years old now and has no magic mark engraved on him.

One gold coin is equivalent to 2,500 copper coins, which is a price that an ordinary family cannot accept.

It is estimated that one-third of the civilian population across the country will be unable to imprint magic patterns in the future.

The changes are huge.

"Hey, isn't this Martin? Good morning!"

Seeing a familiar figure, Russell subconsciously greeted Martin.

After all, they are people who work together on the same street.

I saw four serious warlocks following Martin. They came with bad intentions. Looking at his embarrassed face, he must have been defeated.

"Haha, haha! Well, I'm leaving first!" Russell hurriedly ran away, not forgetting to look back.

I don’t know what this guy did.

Five figures walked silently towards a small room in the corner.

That's a small conference room.

As everyone here knows, conference rooms serve many purposes.
Chapter completed!