"President John, these documents need your signature."

"Leave me alone, Vidien, can't you help me with these things?"

John looked up from the mountain of papers, his eyes bloodshot and two dark bags under his eyes, symbolizing that he hadn't slept in days. With a stubble on his face, anyone who saw it couldn't believe that this was the president of the first union in the history of the camp, and would only say that this was just a drunkard with no money and destituteness.

Looking at Vidien, who was still wearing a suit of armor during the office, John couldn't help but want to complain about this subordinate. Also recognized as one of the strongest five people in the camp, Vidien, who was born in the dragon knight family, has little interest in power, and will be promoted to level six to have an ability that is different from that obtained at a lower level, and once he reaches level six on the battlefield, he will obtain a special ability, such as John, whose death finger makes up for the weakness of his attack power and gives him a chance to reach the top.

"Of course not, President, rules are rules."

Vidien replied with a blank look, "Also, you have to deal with these documents before lunch. ”

"Please let me go!" John felt that his body was about to be hollowed out, why did he come to the position of president at that time, this was no longer torture, this was simply squeezing all of him! Look, it's only been less than three days, and a man as strong as him now looks like he's going to return to the West at any moment.

"Vidien..." John finally sensed that something was wrong, why he was busy alone in the office, and Vidien was the straw that kept crushing him, and what about the others.

John recalls the scene: on the first day, John was in his own office, with a brand new desk made by a carpenter overnight and completely free, saying it was a contribution to a better tomorrow for the camp. At that time, I was holding a brand-new quill pen and signing my name on one document after another, and my signature became more and more stylish. The bustling bustle of the adventurers who came and went to help this temporary union all symbolized that the time for the union to grow and grow was very good.

The next day, John drank a large cup of strong tea one after another, but the coffee he wanted was gone, so he had to pick up his energy and continue to deal with it. All kinds of messy document applications made him almost collapse, and he really wanted to leave it all behind for a trip that he said would go! However, when John looked at Vidien, who was meticulous and dedicated to carrying the documents for himself, he felt that he could not give up, for everyone to stop the camp from being a mess tomorrow, he had to cheer up, otherwise the giant-like thing might disappear from the battlefield the next time he came back if he was not in the camp.

On the third day, John wondered why these documents were all about a quarrel in the neighborhood, and why the blacksmith shop was too noisy in the middle of the night. But Hoover said that the sound of iron at four o'clock in the morning was like a heavenly sound. If you don't let Hoover strike iron, what about everyone's equipment, hand-to-hand combat, 100% empty-handed? John hastened to dismiss those who complained about the sound of iron, anyway, he didn't have to sleep, and everyone couldn't sleep well, which was called rejoicing with the people. He still has to deal with so many trivial things, and he is afraid that he has set up a fake union. There are even people who apply to find a person named Sean and want to hear him sing. How does John know who Sean is, he is not a star chaser, and he also doesn't understand those who chase stars. Only strength can make him happy, only strength is everything to him, chasing stars is impossible, it is impossible in this life, and being able to calm him down and sit in the office is already his greatest patience with life.

Vidien put the new document in front of John, and John's words about to open his mouth to rest were suddenly blocked by Vidien's eyes. Swallowing his saliva, John wanted to take a sip of strong tea to refresh himself, but the teacup was already empty, and he didn't know where the woman who volunteered to be a secretary had gone, although she looked at her a little strangely, but it was good to have a secretary service.

Well, the witcher Fred Arnold commissioned to find a man named Sean, who the witcher Fred Arnold was, no memory. Have I seen the name Sean somewhere, don't care about it for now, the big living people will always come back, but now when you are employing people, how can you give an order to find someone, dismiss, you can't send this task out.

Bounty hunter commission? Why is it also looking for a person named Sean, but also looking for an ogre? Do you still need to find a stupid guy like an ogre? Who knows if this idiot ran away and slept in the belly of the cooing beast. Forget it, give the bounty hunter a face, and release this Sean's search bounty.

John was a little delighted to receive a commission from Peter's Good Time Tavern, as it was the first commission from a local industry, and it was a form of support for the newly formed union. Like those guys who complain about the sound of iron, they are really full and have nothing to do. Look at Peter's Good Time Tavern, the commission fee is ten gold coins, and dealing with such a document is what a president should do.

Or looking for someone? John lamented that this turmoil had hurt the camp, not only at the expense of many potential adventurers, but also by so many missing people, and that the first three documents this morning alone were all commissions for the search for people. Looking for Sean, how is it him again, who is this guy, why are so many people looking for him, and he couldn't help it, John sent out a big guy trifecta.

John was lost in thought, this is no small matter. John again sent the three commissions together and thought for a while. Worth thirty gold coins, he decided to issue this commission, three commissions to find the same person had to be valued by him, and if someone could complete the task, the union would earn the first money.

"Vidien."

"Yes." Vidien stood straight at his desk, waiting for instructions.

"Combine these three commissions into one and send them out as soon as possible." John rubbed his eyes and said to Vedion.

"Okay, I'll go."

"Wait!" John stopped Vidien, who turned to leave, "By the way, what about the other people who came to help?" ”

John saw that the time was almost eight or nine o'clock, not to mention the secretary who looked at him strangely, the other helpers were gone, and his office was also a mess.

"They said they had no pay, and they worked for two days in vain to contribute to the union, so they won't come today." Vidien looked at John, wondering if the president was too tired, and had forgotten all these things, obviously he had reported to the president last night.

"No pay? What about Ash? Didn't I tell her to arrange these things? John's heart suddenly beat hard, he guessed the answer, and sure enough, Vidien said helplessly: "Sister Ash, I don't know where to go after you announced the establishment of a union, and I haven't been here at all!" ”

"What? And what about Erwin and Mona? What about them? John clutched his chest, which looked like he had been pierced by a steel needle, and felt like he was about to lose his breath, and it was a heartache.

"Hi~" Vidien sighed, looked at President John, whose face turned from pale to blue, and said truthfully, "The two of them saw that Sister Ash's head ran away, and they also ran away. ”

John felt that his strong heart had become extremely fragile, he had been working hard in the union for three days, looking at the scum on his face, the black circles under his eyes, he was still in the prime of life or an ignorant man, these bastards had abandoned him.

John stood up, ignoring the pain of his broken heart, grabbed Vidien and pressed him against the stool.

"Vidien !!" John said very seriously, "You can handle these official duties for the time being, don't shirk it, I believe in your ability, I'm going to arrest those guys back, hehehehe······"

Victor looked at President John, who was full of anger, and opened his mouth for a long time and was speechless, until the president had left for a long time, Victorion looked at the document in front of him, pinched his right hand and said unwillingly, "But I can't read!! ”

Remembering the teachings of the dragon knight family, Vidien acted in the style of a knight and mastered the virtues of a knight. He could do all of this, but he was illiterate, and once he sat down to learn words, he dozed off as if he had been controlled by a nightmare. This matter has always been his heart disease, but countless methods have not been able to cure his problem, so when the union was formed, he, Vedion used his own way to help the president, although he was illiterate, but he could definitely pass every message, every document as quickly as possible, this is what he can do.

"No matter, first according to what the chairman said, send out the commission first······"

Vidien had no choice but to take one step at a time, and for an illiterate person, all he could do was to do the best he could.

Looking at the bleak hall on the first floor of the union, Victor posted the three commissions in the commission column and breathed a sigh of relief. Although the president asked him to combine the three commissions into one, the volunteer who was in charge of the reception in the hall yesterday had already left, and he could only paste them all, which was the limit of what he could do.

"Finally a commission?" A female voice came from behind her, and Vidien watched as a silver-haired woman arrived, and the cuteness of the woman made people want to hug her.

Vidien hurriedly threw the reverie in his mind out of his mind, silently recited the knight's code three times, and said to the silver-haired woman with a straight face: "You can take a look, but these three parts are combined into one, and there is something wrong so they are all posted." ”

"That's right." Vidien hurriedly said: "This is a figure looking for someone, find a person named Sean, and bring it to the union to complete the task, and the commission is thirty gold coins." ”

"Sean?" The woman thought for a while, but she didn't expect that something would happen to the little boy she had seen, so she said, "Okay, I'll take this task." ”

Victor breathed a sigh of relief, this was the first official dispatch commission from the union, and it was done by himself, which made him feel extremely proud, and his straight face slightly revealed a hint of happiness and said to the silver-haired woman: "Then please leave your name, and we will register it for you next time." ”

Looking at the empty-handed Vidien, the silver-haired woman said with some concern: "Don't you have to take a note to record it?" My name is quite long. ”

"No!" Vedion looked at the silver-haired woman, and felt better about her, not only beautiful in appearance, but also worried about the work of others, if he was not from the family, he would definitely believe that this woman was his destiny, "My memory is good, I will remember it." ”

"Okay!" Seeing that Vidien was very sure, the silver-haired woman said without being verbose, "My name is Michelia Oliver François Gérard André del Sato······ Martin van Hannah Memling, of course you can teach me Michelle, but don't get my name wrong! ”

With that, the woman ripped off a commission from Peter's Good Time Tavern and went on a mission.

Vedion was dumbfounded, and gestured with his finger to the woman's name, counting it many times, only to realize that he only remembered the two words Michelle, and he recalled the scene when he learned words. Not only could he not learn to read, but he could only count numbers up to ten, which was exactly the number of his fingers, and if he was in good shape, he could take off his shoes and double the number he could count.

However, he still failed to write down Michelle's full name, so he had to make up his mind to wait in the hall all the time, and when Michelle returned from completing the mission, he could be a witness, after all, it was his fault that he failed to register Michelle's name. As an upright knight, he is full of responsibility.