Today's rotation is the Macron group.

Yes, Macron, who looks like a soldier, is the leader of the group, and the group that Ryan is about to join is just resting, and the leader of the group is not Milo Dravich, but someone else.

"Where's Marty?"

Livingston asks Milo.

She ...... She ......"

Milo's mouth was open, his lips squirmed, but the words seemed to be stuck, and he couldn't slip out of his mouth smoothly.

"Okay, you don't have to say it, I know!"

Livingston waved his hand.

"Is she meditating in the training room?"

"Hmm!"

Milo nodded vigorously.

"This kid is working too hard, and sometimes, it's not a good thing to overwork!

Livingston rambled on a lot.

Marti?

Could it be that girl?

The girl in black who came to the company for the first time, in front of the gate, passed him on the steps?

At this time, there was a bell ringing, the bell came from Livingston, ringing on his waist, he frowned slightly, stopped talking, and took out a police * badge from his waist, this police * badge is almost the same as the one Ryan is wearing, except that there is an extra golden star on it, at this moment, the golden star is flashing golden light, and the bell is coming from there.

Ryan sensed a subtle fluctuation of energy, causing ripples in the void.

Then, Livingston raised his left hand, and with a slight touch of his finger on Venus, the bell disappeared, but the energy fluctuation was still there, as if the breeze was waving around the room, and Ryan's thoughts were released, with a subtle tingling sensation, as if he had been hit by static electricity, of course, this feeling was much milder than that, and it did not come from the body, but directly acted on the mind.

Someone came from the voice, above the police * badge.

"Levine, I'm Fontaine, please reply when you receive it!"

Intercom?

Cell phone?

Ryan had some strange thoughts in his mind, he knew that there were devices similar to landlines in this world, which was why Albert knew in advance that he would come to the company, Mr. Devon told Albert about this through the intercom device first, but this kind of magic stone-based communication device that must also have a network is very expensive and not something that ordinary people can use.

Every time you make a phone call, you have to consume the energy of the magic stone, which is very expensive.

The reason why the Williams trading company installed a telephone (let's call it a telephone) is because the owner of the trading company, Williams, is a nobleman, has the title of baron, and is not a new aristocracy, but an old money family, there is a fief a hundred miles away from Reims City, with its own manor and castle, with a long history, dating back to the three hundred years of the Holy War.

"I'm Levine, Sir Fontaine, and if you have any commands, please speak. ”

After the golden light on the police badge disappeared, Livingston pressed Venus again, and when the golden light continued to flash, he said to the police badge with a serious expression, and then waited quietly.

"Which team is on duty today?"

The conversation continued, his voice somewhat distorted, somewhat different from the real voice of Sir Fontaine that Ryan had heard in the foyer.

"Macron group. ”

Livingston was quick to respond.

On the side, Macron stood up and stood up straight, the originally serious expression on his face had some changes, and there was a little more eagerness to try, and he also heard this conversation.

"Marty, are you there?"

After a while, Fontaine's voice came again.

"This mission, you need Marty, you can bring their team up......"

Ryan turned around and glanced at Macron, his nostrils were slightly dilated, a trace of blush appeared on his face, and he subconsciously pursed his lips, his eyes skimmed a trace of shame and anger, which was not easy to detect, but it was clearly there.

"Milo, you hear me, go and call Marty, I'll be waiting for you at the entrance of the passage!"

"Hmm!"

Milo replied angrily, nodded, and trotted out of the rest area.

Livingston turned his head to look at Macron, who was still standing, and said aloud.

"Macron, you don't have to worry too much, most of this mission is to use Marty's talent, Jazz doesn't have any opinions on you, you still have to work harder, and strive to advance one step earlier than Marty!"

"Yes, Captain!"

Macron gritted his teeth and nodded vigorously.

Livingston glanced at Ryan with hesitation in his eyes, and after a while, he made up his mind.

"Ryan, you're with me. ”

Then, he led Ryan out of the rest area and walked forward quickly, still talking as he went.

"You only joined the company today, you haven't been trained yet, you don't know anything about our mission, originally, I shouldn't have brought you, but sooner or later, you have to come into contact with this world, and there is no difference between morning and evening...... This time, the team was led by our supervisor, Lord Sir ...... By the way, do you know Lord Sir Fontaine, a native of the Imperial Capital, the director of our Iris, a three-star inspector, and a superior ......."

It's still rambling and rambling, he's just talking to himself, and he doesn't need Ryan to respond.

In this way, they came to the exit of the underground palace, stopped and waited for Marty and Milo, and it didn't take long for Marti and Milo to arrive, Ryan didn't guess wrong, Marty was really the girl in black.

Now, she was still dressed in a wide black robe, with a hood hanging low on her head, covering most of her face, revealing only her snow-white chin.

I don't know why, she always keeps her head down, even if she sees her boss, she doesn't look up, she doesn't say hello, she stands in silence like a mute, as for Milo, this big man should have a stutter and can't speak easily, and Ryan, who is also a silent person, won't take the initiative to speak unless necessary.

Fortunately, with Captain Livingston present, there is no silence.

"This is the newcomer Ryan, Marty, he will be in your group in the future, the newcomer doesn't understand anything, you have to take care of it more......"

Livingston introduces Ryan to Marty.

Marty didn't speak, but he reacted.

She looked up and glanced at Ryan.

The black eyes, the eyes are like water, extremely clear, the line of sight is slightly contacted, she lowered her head again, and answered softly, the voice is like a mosquito moaning, and she can't hear it at all if she is not engrossed.

As if knowing that Marty would do this, Livingston didn't say much.

In front of Marty, Livingston didn't have so many words, and there was a rare silence for a while, and soon, the group walked out of the underground palace and came to the antechamber of the building, where Lord Fontaine was already waiting.

It's still the same dress, personable, and full of gentlemanliness.

Seeing that Ryan was also among the Livingston group, his eyes froze slightly, but he didn't say anything, turned and walked out, leaving a word behind.

"Let's go!"