Being tasked with forming the guard squadron of the Azure Mage Regiment and serving as the actual commander seems like a pie in the sky to others, but in the eyes of Moriarty, it is like a series of problems that must be solved within a limited time, with opportunities and challenges coexisting.

Among the series of problems that needed to be solved urgently, the first thing that lay in front of the mage was how to build a battle team of nearly eighty people out of nothing. You must know that serving as a military commander in an existing combat squadron and pulling a squadron from scratch are really two completely different concepts. Most of the former need to consider only some military matters; The latter is more like a hen that hatches eggs, and needs to worry and plan for every egg, every chicken, and even every nest grass in the nest. Of course, once Moriarty can build up the guard squadron bit by bit, then it will inevitably leave a strong personal imprint on this brand new team. And from this point of view, this time Moriarty really made a lot of money.

With the Dean's full commitment to the Guard Squadron's funding, Moriarty was under no financial pressure. Even, as long as Dean Depra, who was in charge of reviewing the budget, had no objections, and there would be no objections, Moriarty could have purchased equipment and supplies for his squadron members leniently, even if it was compared to the elite guards of the City Lord's Mansion.

Therefore, the top priority now is how to find the right people to build the backbone and flesh and blood of the squadron. In addition to the squad of demon swordsmen who were about to be in place, Moriarty had to recruit another sixty to seventy or so warriors. Among them, the future guard squadron leader hopes to include at least four or more mid-level fighters and a group of solid and low-level fighters with some combat experience. Otherwise, if he was just a bare-bones commander, Moriarty would be threatened to be "down" by the ten-man demon swordsman team.

But in fact, even if you don't consider the issue of mid-level professionals joining for the time being, it is very difficult for ordinary mages to recruit ordinary squadron fighters only.

As we all know, seasoned veterans and low-ranking warriors are not cabbage turnips in street stores, they can be picked and picked and bought. Without a special background and background, it is impossible for outsiders to pull up a squadron that dares to fight and stands up to war and has extraordinary combat power. And if you vainly try to rely on temporarily recruited mercenaries to make up the numbers, or even pull civilians around to join the gang, in the end, what you can put together may only be a superficial and strong appearance. Not only is the combat effectiveness unguaranteed, but the loyalty of the team is impossible to talk about. Crucially, there isn't much time left for Moriarty now, and God knows when the Bracada Civil War will break out in full.

Finally, after a night of continuous discussion, Schmidt arrived at Cruyff's office early the next morning with Moriarty.

"Haha, my old fellow, I guessed you were going to come over to the ring. Hehe, Moriarty's position as squadron leader has been appointed? At the door of the office, General Cruyff and his faction, who had been waiting for a long time, laughed and welcomed the two mages into the drawing room, and ordered Adjutant Shiram to come in with a plate of light sandwiches and three cups of strong tea.

"Hmph, you blue bear can hide it well, since you got the news in advance, you have to pretend to be bored without saying a word." Schmidt didn't give Cruyff a good look, sat down on the sofa, and said in a cold voice.

"Hehe, you're not right. This time, for the newly established guard squadron of the Mage Regiment, there was no shortage of fights between the City Lord's Mansion and your Hockenheim. I, the person of the city defense army, is really not easy to mix casually, at most I can only beat the side drum or something. And this time both adults asked me to keep it strictly confidential, old man, what else do you think I can do? Hearing the mid-level mage's complaints, Cruyff spread his hands and shrugged innocently. …,

"Hmph." Now that he had received the gag from the two Grand Arcanists in advance, Schmidt really couldn't blame each other for anything, but he still snorted lowly.

"Hehe, I heard that this time it was you who recommended me to be the commander of the new guard squadron, thank you so much." At this time, Moriarty came to Cruyff with a smile and bowed deeply.

"Haha, Morati, you are also a member of the Lille squadron, and you are your own person, if you don't recommend you, do you still want to pass on the benefits to others?" Cruyff laughed, pointed at himself and Schmidt, and then added, "But the most important thing is the meaning of Lady Cold Spring and Master Figaro. It seems that Moriarty, you have not low scores on both sides. After saying that, the general glanced at the mage as if he were serious.

"Hehe, general, you praise it falsely." Facing Cruyff's gaze, Moriarty hurriedly bowed his head and said humbly.

Sometimes, the two sides are pleasing to the two sides, and it seems that the left and right sides are fateful, and the scenery is abnormal, but how do you know that they are not tabooed by both sides and are considered to be two or five boys who step on two boats? The risks and the need to grasp the balance are not much easier than walking a tightrope. If he could, Moriarty would rather keep a low profile and keep a low profile.

"Then since you started it, you will be responsible for this matter to the end." At this time, Schmidt on the side suddenly said again.

"Hey, old man, you... Okay, I'll do my best to support it. Sitting across from the mid-level mage, Cruyff smiled helplessly, then turned to look at Moriarty: "Tell me, what do you need me to help with?" ”

"First of all, people." Moriarty was not polite either, and directly made a request: "I hope that General, you can recommend some low-level fighters and veterans to my guard squadron." ”

"How much?"

"About seventy." Moriarty smiled slightly, then took the tray from the returning adjutant and handed two cups of strong tea to Cruyff and Schmidt.

"Ha, Moriarty, what a lion you are! In a word, it will take a squadron and a half. Cruyff's eyes widened and he shook his head, like a young old man who had been bullied by his juniors.

"Don't pretend again. To put it bluntly, how much can you help? Slowly taking a sip of hot tea, the middle-level mage let out a sigh of relief, and also put away his expression, and said to Cruyff.

"No more than thirty."

As he spoke, the old man took out a note from his sleeve and threw it into Moriarty's hand, apparently ready for a long time. Moriarty hurriedly took it and checked it, only to see that some names and addresses were densely recorded on the paper.

"These are some veterans who retired from the city defense army in the past, all of them are my subordinates, and they can't be idle. As long as you can afford to settle in, I will send someone to say hello at that time, and I should be willing to come out and follow you. Cruyff explained, pointing to the name on the note.

"It's only thirty, isn't it too little?" At this time, bargaining and messing around are only suitable for middle-level mages, and Schmidt immediately took the list, still unfinished.

"Oh, old man, you want my life." Naturally, in the face of the "insatiable greed" of the middle-level mage, Cruyff also began to complain: "You also know that once the South-North War officially starts, the city defense army will inevitably expand its armaments on a large scale. As he spoke, the old man didn't care whether it was hot or cold, took a sip of a cup of strong tea, and then said to Moriarty: "I can remind you that if you want to pull people in, you should do it as soon as possible, otherwise you will not be able to reach out again when the City Lord's Mansion officially issues a mobilization order in a few days." ”

"Yes, thank you for your advice and generosity, Your Excellency." Moriarty thanked him sincerely. …,

Truth be told, being able to dig out thirty experienced veterans from Cruyff's hands has already made Moriarty overjoyed. The request of the seventy people before was completely out of the special care of the middle-level mage in advance, otherwise it would indeed be impossible to open such a sea mouth according to Moriati's heart and face. However, it seems that Cruyff and Schmidt do have a tacit understanding with each other, and they can already understand each other's minds without even any words or ventilation, and they are worthy of being old partners for many years.

"Well, that's the matter of numbers." also knew that the fire had passed, and the middle-level mage no longer made senseless entanglement, so the tone of the conversation changed, and said: "Then what is the saying about the matter of the demon swordsman?" ”

"Hehe, you should know this better than me." Cruyff picked up a sandwich from the tray, stuffed it in his mouth and chewed it, then swallowed it in one gulp: "After waiting for several years and spending a lot of money, I don't know if I have made a profit or a loss to cultivate such twenty-five magic swordsmen." As he spoke, Cruyff shook his head again.

"Loss? Hehe, if General Miguel hears this, he will have to fight with you. Anyway, you're spending the budget of the city defense army, so why do you have half a squadron of 'battle mages' more than him? I dare to say that if you are willing to 'sell' that magic swordsman, Miguel will definitely take over the offer as soon as possible, and he will not even pay back the second price. Schmidt didn't eat Cruyff's set at all, and retorted directly.

"But those demon swordsmen, there are ten guard squadrons to be transferred to Moriarty, and I don't have much left." Cruyff's eyes widened again, and his face was bitter and bumpy, as if an old farmer had been exploited, and saw most of the potatoes and pumpkins in his vegetable garden being robbed by bandits.

"Don't talk nonsense. The second thing I did today was to talk to you about how to distribute these magic swordsmen. The mid-level mage didn't look at Cruyff and drank his tea on his own.

"Your Excellency General, as far as I know, these twenty-five demon swordsmen basically have the strength of a third-level warrior professional, and can cast one or two first-level spells at the same time. Is that so? At this time, Moriarty took over and said.

"Not bad." Cruyff nodded.

"So, in your blueprint, how will you use these magic swordsmen?" Moriarty asked again, and the question began to become sensitive

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