(Thanks to Zhang Jingzhi and Youlan Ghost Eye for the tip)
"...Our college lost miserably this time. Didn't you see how dark Senior Luckarin's face was? After the game, she drilled all the club members like dogs. Fortunately, Senior Sister suddenly chose to graduate.
This made us relieved, Geer, if only you had participated in the competition..."
"...Vivien Leigh and I have joined the student union and become officers of the Logistics Department. It is our first task to entertain new students these days..."
"...By the way, the fat guy you used to hang out with is named...wait, let me think about it, by the way, Mickey, named Mickey, I heard that he also dropped out of school, so I went
In a few days, it seems that I left San Rotaro directly..."
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The procedure for dropping out of school was very simple and was completed in a short time. The two of them saw that Vivien Leigh and Sophia hadn't come out yet, so they stood by the aisle and started chatting.
Listening to Zocola narrating what happened in the academy, Geer felt as if he was watching a mime through a piece of glass. It was obviously not far away, but he couldn't touch it, as if a long, long time had passed.
At this time, Vivien Leigh appeared in front of Geer with Sophia in hand. The two beautiful women formed a beautiful picture in the corridor, making the entire somewhat quiet corridor feel brighter.
"If anything happens to sister Sophia in the future, don't forget to come to me."
After sitting in the side hall for a while and having some refreshments, Geer took Sophia to leave. Zocola and Vivien Leigh had just become student union officers and were indeed a little busy. We all agreed to go to Geer's manor in a week.
We met. Before leaving, Vivien Leigh repeatedly said that she would take care of Sophia, her little sister, and asked her to come to her if she needed anything. In exchange, Sophia thanked her with gratitude.
"Brother, I don't want to live in the school dormitory."
When the two of them left the academy along the way they came, Sophia suddenly spoke.
"Okay." Geer kept walking and gave an answer as if he was casual.
Hearing these two words, Sophia was stunned for a moment, then immediately showed a bright smile and followed Geer briskly.
"You go back in the carriage by yourself first, I have something to do."
"Yeah." Sophia obediently got on the carriage without asking anything.
Geer put Sophia on the carriage, watched the carriage disappear from sight, looked around and determined the direction, then strode forward.
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On the same cement road, the same intersection, and walking on the same road that changed the trajectory of his destiny that day, Geer once again came to the urban rail station closest to the college.
This time, his goal was no longer to build rail trains, but the Haydn boutique trade across the street that had left an impression on him.
"Hello, sir, what can I do for you?" As soon as we entered the door, the waitress sitting at the front desk immediately came up to ask.
"Take me to see Prince Fayelino." Geer handed the metal nameplate that the prince left for him to the maid.
"Please wait a moment. Please sit over there for a moment."
A waitress took Geer to a velvet sofa aside, asked him to wait for a moment, and then took the initiative to bring black tea and fruit pastries. Another waitress walked back with a metal nameplate.
Geer looked around the entire hall.
The hall looks very empty. There is a thick light yellow stone pillar arranged about every ten meters. I roughly counted it, and there are no less than twenty. All kinds of reliefs are carved on them, which are the same as the reliefs on the surrounding walls.
There are some war scenes, and the ceiling is inlaid with white crystal chandeliers that emit a soft halo. There is no unique smell of lamp oil, so they should be electric lamps.
Geer's location is a resting area surrounded by sofas and chairs in the corner. There is a fireplace and a large harp next to it. The ground is covered with a thick blanket with white and red threads. There are several resting areas like this in the hall.
at.
"Ger, you are welcome to join us."
Just when Geer was studying a strange-looking instrument like the Yuxuanqin, Fayelino appeared in the hall, greeted Geer and gave him a warm hug.
"I want to try the feeling of controlling my own destiny." Geer smiled.
"I believe you will get your wish, let's go up and talk."
Following the spiral staircase to the sixth floor, I met not many people along the way. After seeing Fayelino, he would immediately salute respectfully no matter what he did. Obviously, Fayelino's prestige here is very high.
Entering Fayelino's dedicated office, the two sat facing each other on both sides of the desk.
"Give me your badge."
Geer took off the Brotherhood of Steel badge from his chest and handed it to Fajelino. Fajelino took it and put it in the drawer of his desk, then took another badge and handed it to Geer.
Geer took the badge and looked at it carefully.
The badge is the same bronze as before, and the pattern is roughly the same, except that there is a crown pattern in the center of the original fist, and there is a number 9 in the middle.
"From today on, you are the leader of the ninth group of the special operations group of the Third Division of the Brotherhood of Steel. You can organize a group of no more than seven people on your own. The members of the group are all determined by you. The salary will be
It’s an organizational burden. And your group is directly under the leadership of the organization. Except for me, your immediate superior, you don’t need to listen to anyone else’s orders.”
"Including His Majesty?" Geer looked directly into Fayelino's eyes, without any smile in his words.
"Yes, including Your Majesty!" Yelino pronounced the last two words with great force.
Geer nodded, said nothing more, lowered his head and clasped the badge on his chest.
"Have you read the information I gave you yesterday?"
Geer continued to nod.
"Very good, now you just need to remember the benefits inside, and just throw away the various prohibitions and rules as garbage."
"Huh?" Geer was a little confused about Fayelino's statement.
"Our essence is a violent law enforcement agency in the dark. The goal of our existence is to fight against enemies of similar nature to us. They may not tell us any rules, but they are always unscrupulous, so we cannot be bound by the rules.
, you will understand this later."
Geer smiled and stopped asking the question: "I have seen the organization's composition and reward rules. Can I think that our organization is actually an organization similar to a labor union, but with a national background?"
, to issue tasks to solve some things that are inconvenient for the country to do?"
"Yes, this is just one aspect."
"Then another aspect is to gather some people who may cause social instability or are difficult to control, so as to avoid causing turmoil, such as me." Geer took out the information Fayelino left for him yesterday from his pocket.
"You're right." Fayelino smiled appreciatively, "It's a good thing that you can understand the essence of this. In fact, you should note that the fixed salary provided by the organization is not high, and it is just enough to live on.
If you want to live a good life, you and your team members must complete enough tasks to show your abilities. Of course, you won't care about the money, but the completion of the tasks will also adjust the amount your group will receive in the coming year.
The strength of organizational support and the resources provided in all aspects, the way to gain status in the organization is to be stronger than others and do better than others."
"The strong win everything, that's my goal."
"I believe you won't let me down. By the way, you must pay attention to one thing. Your group must participate in a national mission every two years. This is mandatory. Of course, the difficulty of the mission will be determined based on the mission points obtained in normal times.
, the lower the score, the more difficult the task will be." Fayelino looked at Geer, his meaning was already obvious.
Geer understood that this national task was like a thorny whip, driving the members of the organization to work harder to complete the task, and those who were eliminated at the end had nothing to complain about.
"Okay, do you have anything else to ask?"
"This is my first time recruiting team members and I have no experience. Your Highness, what can you remind me?"
"According to the organization's conclusion based on the statistics of various groups over the years, it is not necessary to have too many combatants. Five is enough to deal with ordinary situations. In special circumstances, we can also mobilize the army to help. In addition, you need an adjutant to help
You handle intelligence and a secretary helps you handle chores, the specific choice is up to you."
Having said this, Fayelino pulled the rope hanging above the desk, a clear ringing sound sounded, the office door opened, and a middle-aged woman walked in. She had a pair of light gray pupils and neat blue hair.
With short colored hair and a cold expression, he looks like a piece of ice that will never melt.
She walked to the desk, saluted Fayelino, and placed the documents in her arms in front of Geer.
"These are the list of new people joining the organization this year. You can choose on your own. If you make a decision, tell Magnolia. She will be responsible for the logistics here."
"Hello, Captain Griezmann." Magnolia extended his right hand to Geer.
"Hello." Geer reached out and shook her hand. A chill came from her hand when the fingers touched. It didn't look like a human limb at all.
Geer's pupils shrank slightly, and he stared at Magnolia's right hand for a while before confirming that it was a prosthetic hand made of metal with a color similar to human skin color, and was not wearing a metal glove.
Magnolia didn't care about Geer's observation, and even moved the joints of her hands to let Geer take a closer look.
"Sorry." Geer apologized for his rude behavior.
"It's okay." Magnolia replied calmly.
Geer opened the file. The information inside was very detailed. Not only did it include basic information such as age and resume, but it also included ability evaluations and a sketch illustration, which allowed Geer to intuitively understand the people who might become his subordinates.
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The number was not large, only for about ten people. It didn't take long for Geer to finish reading it. Judging from the information, they were all excellent people. To his surprise, he saw an acquaintance of his among them.
"This, I want her to become my adjutant." Geer pulled out the information about the acquaintance and handed it to Magnolia.
"Okay, I'll notify her immediately to come see you." Magnolia looked at the information after taking it, saluted the two of them and left the room.
"How to recruit combatants?" Geer asked another question.
"You need to choose this yourself, but the organization can also provide certain personnel for you to choose from."
"Then take me to see it." Geer made his final request.