"The next thing is to wait for approval." Quasimodo said.

"How long will it take?" Nora asked.

"It's hard to say." Quasimodo shook his head, "According to the process, it needs to be countersigned by the Quartermaster Procurement Department, the Financial Audit Department, the Legal Cooperation Department, and the Morningstar Headquarters before it is finally handed over to His Excellency the Commander." ”

It's been so long...... Everyone thought to themselves.

However, lengthy processes are a common problem of large companies and large enterprises, and this is unavoidable. Thinking about so many things on the order, I suddenly felt that it was bearable.

"Actually." Everyone left the material warehouse and walked towards the open space outside, Quasimodo said, "Whether it is the munitions procurement department or the financial audit department, it is estimated that there will be no resistance, because our foreign transactions are sold at a higher price, and there are excess profits in it." ”

"For the forensic audit department, as long as there is no contract involved, there is no problem with this kind of on-the-spot transaction of money and goods."

"The more troublesome is the Morningstar headquarters, because as your guarantor, if something goes wrong with the transaction, Morningstar needs to accept joint and several liability. And our knight chief of the Morning Star, His Excellency Phobis, is a shrewd man who is not easy to fool......"

"I didn't expect you to have a bit of vision, Quasimodo." A middle-aged man walked from the opposite side, wearing a power armor-lined uniform, with meticulous oily hair and a mustache, and his appearance looked quite mature and handsome.

Next to him was the former Klaude, the Knight Captain of the Second Morning Star Team, who was looking at Quasimodo triumphantly at this time.

"Lord Phobis!" When Quasimodo saw the man, he hurriedly gave a military salute.

"Informal occasions are not subject to salute." Phobis said lightly, his deep gaze turned.

This Lord Phobis is a little handsome! Nora thought in surprise.

However, it's still not as good as my head of the family~

She turned her head to look at Asker's face, and couldn't help but laugh at herself.

"This is ......," Phobis asked slowly.

"The leader of the Cyan Sword Mercenary Regiment, Asker." Quasimodo hurriedly introduced.

His tone was so solemn that Claude snorted and couldn't help laughing.

"It turned out to be the Azure Sword Mercenary Group, look up for a long time." With a sarcastic tone, Claude sneered.

The expression seemed to say, "Where did the garbage mercenary group come from?" ”

Phobis frowned quietly.

The reason why he came here was because Claude made a small report to him, suspecting that Quasimodo had made the harvest of his compatriots who had died in battle, and had lied that it was the spoils of his own detachment.

According to the rules of the Night's Watch, if a knight who died in the undead mutation had unsurrendered booty on his body, the quartermaster should settle it in the treasury and send the full amount of the money to the family of the victim as an additional supplement to the pension.

Therefore, to privately swallow up the things of the fallen compatriots is not only a grave violation of the rules of the night watch, but also a great moral deed, and it is to be the kind of grave stain that the thousand men refer to.

Phobis knows a little about Quasimodo of the third team, although this guy has always been arrogant and quite unsociable among his colleagues, but he still knows what is right and wrong in the face of big things, and it is unlikely that he will do such a thing.

It's just that Claude described it too exaggeratedly, seven night watchmen, killed more than a hundred ghouls and a black knight, and there were no casualties? Even the knights of the Holy Day and the Silver Moon can't do it, unless it's the "Rest Paladin" of the headquarters.

"I was about to explain to you, Your Excellency." Quasimodo said, "The spoils of war this time were not won by our team alone, but with the help of the Azure Sword Mercenary Regiment, we achieved such results. ”

He described the whole thing, including the makeshift turn of the ghoul army, which split in two and was annihilated by the mercenary group, and then the Black Knight appeared, only to be blown up by Asker in two or three blows.

Furbis and Claude's eyes straightened. Are you Quasimodot funny?

After all, the former city government is deep, and there is no expression on his face. The latter had already exclaimed:

"What? Blow up the black knight with power armor head-on? You might as well say that this mercenary is actually a hidden demigod. ”

"What I say is what I have seen with my own eyes." Quasimodo insisted, "I vouch for it with my personality. ”

"It's okay, Claude." Phobis frowned and said, "In that case, then ......"

"Why don't I try it against him!" Claude said angrily, "A mercenary killed the Black Knight? That's not how to shirk responsibility! Do you think I and Lord Phobis are fools? ”

Phobis looked back in some surprise.

In his impression, although the Knight Claude is a bitter person, he is not so irritable and stupid, why does he look like he wants to die with Quasimodo today?

"Medea?" Asker asked inwardly.

"A good show, isn't it?" Medea smiled, revealing her fine, white teeth.

In the sleeve, the slender jade fingers that manipulated desire were held hard, and everyone heard Claude say viciously:

"Lord Phobis! Once I've defeated this mercenary, ask Quasimodo where the loot came from! ”

Phoebus stared at him expressionlessly, looked at him for a moment, and suddenly smiled slightly.

"Your Excellency Asker." He turned his head and said gracefully, "I don't suspect that Quasimodo was wrong about your statement, but since Claude asked for verification, I wonder if you would like to show your strength here?" ”

"If you can beat Claude, then there's no longer any doubt about that. As compensation, I will immediately approve your transaction request and personally help you submit your order to His Excellency the Commander. ”

"It's great that everything is going as planned." In Asker's heart, Medea's voice sounded slowly, "Next, it's time for you to show your skills, commander." ”

"Okay." Asker nodded, "I don't have a problem. ”

"Then let's go to our training ground." Poffis made a "please" gesture.

The news that Klaude Knight Captain of the Morning Star Second Team was about to compete with an alien mercenary soon spread throughout the camp.

Not only the Knights of the Night Watch of the Morning Star, but also the Knights of the Silver Moon Sun, and even some priests of the non-combat sequence came to watch.

After all, everyone has just gone through a grueling task, and there is an urgent need for an entertainment program to relax at this time.

It's human nature to watch the excitement, even the Night Watch Knights.

The training ground is set at the valley floor below the high ground, a small natural flat land.

A spider web spear held by Klaude Knight, this firearm is specially designed to capture the undead, and its ammunition is a kind of ultra-high molecular slime, which will be oxidized into a viscous liquid in the air, and once attached to the human body, it will quickly entangle, so that the target will be incapacitated.

Asker, for his part, was armed with an iron sword, which was the sword of Lord Phobis's officer, and was used for self-defense. Due to the fact that it was not used much, the blade was very well maintained.

"That's not right, is it?" The night watchmen on the hills on both sides discussed in amazement, "Power armor + spider web gun on one side, ordinary chain mail + iron sword on the other?" The gap between this equipment is too big, right? ”

"What's this performing? Modern technology hangs cold weapons? ”

"Hey, hey, Knight Chief, at least take off your power armor!"

"That's right, what kind of power armor are you wearing if the other party doesn't have a gun, it's a shame! Exit you! ”

Claude stood blankly on the field, listening to the banter and heckling from his colleagues around him, his heart full of remorse.

He didn't know why he was impulsive in the first place, so he offered to compete with that mercenary.

If you think about it carefully, you are a night watchman with formal training, and you compete with such a wild mercenary, it is not surprising that you win, but you are embarrassed to lose!

There are completely disadvantages and no advantages, why did you bring it up in front of His Excellency Phobis in the first place?

At this time, he wanted to slap himself.

Power armor wasn't something Claude wanted to wear, but Furbis demanded that he have to.

Because since Quasimodo claimed that this Asker had blown up the Black Knight head-on, it was naturally necessary to wear the same power armor as the Black Knight in the process of personal verification.

Under the strong deterrence of power armor, what kind of response will the other party make, this is what His Excellency Phobis wants to verify with his own eyes.

As for why the cobweb gun was used instead of a cold weapon, this was naturally to prevent injury to the other party. With the power output of the power armor, even a wooden sword can cut the opponent in two.

But these colleagues around me don't know! Claude couldn't jump out and say, "It was Lord Phobis who asked me to wear power armor, you know!" It has nothing to do with me! ”

Therefore, he could only endure the discussion and ridicule of his colleagues, and aimed his gun at Asker.

Hurry up and end this farce, it's a shame to stand here for a second longer.

"Ready!" The referee was Quasimodo, who stood on a high place with a blank face and aimed his starting pistol at the sky.

"Ready!"

A gunshot rang out. Claude immediately pulled the trigger.

Cobwebs splattered on the empty ground, and Claude's eyes caught the other man's form, and his heart immediately sank.

So fast! Such explosive power...... The other party's physical strength is very strong, at least above level 4!

In an instant, Asker had rushed in front of him, swinging his sword flat.

Claude took a half-step back, raised the muzzle of the cobweb gun in his hand slightly, and pulled the trigger.

It is impossible for a long sword to break through the defenses of my power armor! And as long as the opponent is hit by himself once, this ridiculous competition is over!

The cobwebs burst and flew into the air again. This time, Claude failed to catch the other party's figure, he subconsciously rushed forward to dodge, and there was already a slight force behind his head.

The Night's Watch Knights were silent.

They could see it clearly from the sidelines: the moment the cobwebs sprayed, Aske had already spun around and dodged, diving through Claude's left armpit, his backhand sword against the back of his helmet.

If Claude hadn't worn power armor, he would have been dead with this sword alone.