Chapter Fifty-Eight: Dealing with the Troops

Store manager's room

Elf kindly poured a cup of coffee for Sean on the sofa, and then served a cup of coffee himself, sitting directly opposite, his arm covering his chin as if he was contemplating something.

Sean, who was hairy by the captain, took a sip of coffee and asked to hide his embarrassment: "The captain has something you can tell me directly." ”

After thinking for a long time, Elf spoke: "Sean, you have been promoted, but you will be transferred." ”

"Promotion, transfer?"

Reaching out to hand Sean the lunch box containing the candy cubes, Elf nodded and asked rhetorically, "Do you know who you are now?"

"Night's watchman?" Sean, frowning at Elf, replied subconsciously.

"To be precise, you are a member of the Night's Watch squad under the Dark Star Society, the Guardian Force, and you belong to the 'Members' at the lowest level of the Society's positions, above which are 'Deacons', 'Senior Deacons', 'Councilors' and 'Presidents'. Elf paused for a long time, sighed, and said, "I'm a deacon now, and you'll be on my level soon." ”

What constitutes an association?

Promotion?

Sean turned the ring in his hand, the smile on his face remained unchanged, and he asked calmly, "What is the price?"

Without asking about the benefits of promotion, he knew that there would be no love in the world for no reason.

"Transfer to the processing unit. ”

Dealing with troops?

Just by listening to the name, you know that it is not a good place.

"What is the job?" Sean asked, frowning, his tone unchanged.

"Most of the members of the processing unit are transferred from the guard unit and are responsible for dealing with extraordinary incidents above the C level, as well as members of hostile forces. Elf, who hung his head, didn't even dare to look at Sean's calm eyes, rubbed his hands back and forth on the coffee cup, and said bitterly: "Every year, the battle loss ratio of the troops is as high as 30%, and half of them are cleared by teammates because of various reasons. ”

Thirty percent of the dead troops were killed in battle?

It's dangerous and bloody.

But for Sean didn't say anything to refuse, after all, the existence of Miss Coffin will make the top management jealous, not so much about promotion, not to mention changing places to watch yourself, once there is an abnormality, the first thing my teammate's weapon points at is me.

"But what kind of extraordinary event is above the C level?" Sean asked again, not hiding the question in his mind.

"Like the level of the seal, a D-Class Event is a low hazard and generally does not cause mass casualties, while a C-Class Event is a moderate hazard and can cause a small area of harm. Elf, who had an embarrassed face, explained to Sean one by one:

"B-level events are highly dangerous, generally forming an enchantment or something like that, which will cause a large number of casualties, and it is an existence that is fatal if you are not careful, as for the higher A-level events, it is already a natural disaster, and dying in the face of it may be the most merciful way. ”

Looking at the captain with a wry smile, a smile appeared on the corner of Sean's mouth and said: "Captain, you should congratulate me, maybe I can solve a certain natural disaster one day, and when will the order come down." ”

Knowing that he was changing the topic, Elf had no choice but to follow his words: "The specific matter has not been decided, and two deacons will come to inspect you at that time." ”

"Why are you thinking about it so much, I'm still looking forward to tonight's reception. Sean, who pretended to be relaxed, waved his hand to show that he didn't care, and then added, "I actually know better than you all about my affairs. ”

"I'm sorry, if I had been there, you wouldn't..."

"Captain, you're not our babysitter. Interrupting Elf's words sharply, Sean said with a serious face: "You are a competent friend, but not a competent captain, you can't resist everything, and everyone should pay for their choices, I choose to survive, then now is the price I should pay." ”

Bruce.

staring blankly at Sean, who looked solemn, Elf suddenly flashed a name in his heart, once his good partner, good friend, also said the same thing, maybe I was a bad person.

Because of my indecision, I lost my friend Bruce, my comrade Corya, and my lover Fia, and I am still immersed in my own world, ignoring Miss Eve's feelings for me, ignoring the care of the other team members, and now I am going to send my team members into the Death Force with my own hands.

I'm really bad.

It's true.

Sean, who was sitting on the sofa, heard the clatter of the coffee cup in the captain's hand, and then saw the bruises on his arms bulging, and realized that maybe his words were a little too hurtful.

After hesitating, he was about to speak, but he found that Elf had calmed down, and said to himself apologetically: "I'm sorry, Sean, Your Majesty and I couldn't protect you, and you can only protect yourself in the future." ”

"I will, now I'm going to have a nice lunch, I'll go inform the others. ”

Sean, who left with a smile, hid his smile the moment he closed the door, and it could be seen that he was not as calm as he seemed.

Dealing with troops.

Just in time I could get out of the city, away from Anna, away from Vivian.

Sorry, brother, I missed my appointment.

Holding his heart that began to throb again, Sean put a smile on his face again, and went to invite everyone to at least enjoy the last happy hour.

I hope that my new teammates in the future will not crowd me out too much.

......

The time together is always too short.

As the darkness of the night filled, everyone in a high-end restaurant had not been drunk for a long time, and clearly said that they planned to start the drinking party in the evening, but a group of unscrupulous people shouted that they would drink at noon.

Until late at night, except for Sean, who cheated by taking off the 'emotional ring', and Hank, who was very drunk, was still drinking, the others were confused, Hull was the first to crawl on the table, obviously not drinking, but as soon as he came up, he drank a few bottles in a row, and he was directly drunk and confused.

In addition, there was a sound of scolding and beatings not far from the box, and the drunken Lady Jenny completely abandoned her usual ladylike style and sat straight on top of Lance, waving her fists and falling on him wantonly.

Why was Lance beaten again?

Aside from bringing up and laughing at Ms. Jenny's injuries again, will he be beaten?

Obviously just escaped from the clutches of Eve's little devil, why didn't he go out without his brain?

Glancing at Lance, who was out of breath, Sean raised his glass and had another drink with Hank, who hooked up on his shoulder, and secretly warned himself.

Cherish life and stay away from Reims.

As for Eve and the captain, I don't know how many rounds of drinking, the drunk Eve hugged the captain directly, like a koala, and I don't know if she was really drunk or fake, anyway, it's very good.

Especially when the two of them actually hid in the corner of the room, not knowing what they were talking about.

No matter how you look at it, it feels suspicious.

Wait a minute

Why is the captain pestered by Miss Eve, Lance is accompanied by Lady Jenny, and why is there only a big bear beside him who has been looking for him to drink.

"Hiccup... What to see, Lao Tzu drinks you today. Even Hank, who was numb from drinking, could keenly sense Sean's strange gaze.

Drinking can't kill you.

After clinking glasses again and drinking them all, Sean shook his drowsy head and said, "Almost, don't drink, don't drink." ”

"Well, drinking is like going to war, you can't be a deserter. ”

"Our team is dying. Sean glared at Hank, whose head shook like a rattle, said, "We've got to send them back." ”

"Makes sense, but I seem to be a little drunk. As he spoke, Hank grabbed the bottle and drank it, and finally collapsed on the table in a trance, snoring.

Underdog.

With a flash of disdain for the drunken Hank, Sean, who smirked at the corners of his mouth, staggered to his feet, leaned against the wall and walked to the room, ready to ask a few attendants to help them into the carriage.

When he passed by the bar, he was told that the captain didn't pay for it, and Sean didn't think much about it, so he simply took out his wallet and paid for the meal that made his heart ache.

He returned to the box with three waiters, and the scene of pushing the door made his face instantly black, only to see several people who were drunk at first wake up one after another, and at this moment they were sitting around the dining table, and said to themselves with a smile: "Surprise, Mr. Sean?"

Shit, fooled.

This group of unscrupulous people actually escaped by pretending to be drunk.

After thanking the attendants behind him and letting them leave, Sean closed the door and rejoined the 'battlefield' with a grim smile on his face, ready to go to hell with the group of enemies.

Tonight is destined to be sleepless.