"Buying and instructing?" Gastens repeated Zink's words, "What are those people buying people to kill Daisy for?" ”

"Daisy has a bunch of keys that open the door to your office and it contains all the equipment. This time on Daisy's body, we didn't find the set of keys. Also, before you cast the forbidden spell that day, a group of people tried to storm the factory through the side door and were killed by your forbidden spell. We found the remains of what appeared to be the key on their bodies......"

Zink had clearly put a lot of effort into the investigation, and had vaguely strung together the events of that day. Gastens listened attentively, but interrupted him again.

"Why the remains of a suspected key?"

"Because of ......," Zink glanced at Gastens, "because of your magic, those keys have melted partially, and if I hadn't had a little impression of Daisy's keys, most people might not have seen that they were Daisy's keys." ”

"So, you mean, someone bribed our base guys, killed Daisy, snatched her keys, and then stormed the factory with the goal of robbing my technical drawings?"

Gastens was not stupid, and quickly summed up what Zink meant, he picked up the pen on the table, and subconsciously turned it, this is still a habit he developed when he was studying on Earth, "If that's the case, those people killing Daisy is not the ultimate goal, but for my technical information?" ”

Zink nodded, but didn't speak. He feared that Gastens would blame himself for this and not be able to express his position. However, faintly, he has confidence in Gastens that the leader who has led them to this point should not lose his square inch because of this matter.

Gastens was silent for a moment and sighed softly. He looked at Zink and continued.

"If this is the case, then the scope of the enemy is difficult to judge, and those who have the ability to infiltrate our Elena and covet our technical information can only be those big forces. It's possible that Anken Rein, the Republic of Negru, and even Ronninger want our technology. Moreover, this battle has been fought for so long, and our weapons have also been leaked, and it is not easy to judge whether it is possible for the Republic of Fern, the Alonte Empire, and even Loren Robles to send people to secretly display their positions when the Negru Republic attacks. Even those few mage tower forces that have lost ground may be tempted by our technology. If the scope is too broad, it is difficult to define. ”

"That's true", Zink knew that Gastens was to the point, "There are too many targets to be suspected, not enough for us to initially lock the suspicion on a few big forces, the Negro Republic, Prince Eliot, the people of Roninger, the forces of the Mage Tower you just mentioned, I didn't think about it before, but their people are still operating in the base area, maybe they may also be involved." These are the main targets we are looking at now. ”

"Well, this is not easy to check, continue to check, but don't delay work. We are now short of manpower, and your intelligence work is the same, you still have to focus on the overall situation. Daisy is dead, revenge must be avenged, but there is no need to rush for a while, get the revolution done well first, and say anything. ”

Gastens' expression didn't change much when he said this, but Zink, who knew him well, could hear the anger and sadness in his tone. He thought about it, but still gave some of his immature thoughts.

"Boss, we're still tracking down another line, and that's where Daisy was killed. Wrapping her body was a bed sheet distributed by our textile factory, which was used in the dormitories in the first and second liberation areas. Here's a clue. At the same time, we are also looking for Daisy's eyewitnesses, hoping to determine where and when she was killed, and with these clues, there may be a new breakthrough. ”

Gastens nodded, affirming Zink's work.

"You're doing a great job, keep investigating, keep me informed of any progress. Also, if you suspect someone, whoever it is, you can tell me and take action. Now our Elena is not clean, these people used to see that Elena was not good, so they all jumped out. I cast a spell and retracted it again. If you can find something, you must not let it go, the black sheep, if you can clean it up sooner, you still have to clean it up early. ”

"I know that."

Zink nodded, saw that Gastens didn't say anything more, and left. Gastens watched as Zink walked away, pulling out a small portrait from his drawer. Daisy in the portrait has a relaxed expression with her eyebrows raised. It was a portrait of her when she was a student at Roseville University, given to Gastens by her father, Richardson, after Daisy's death. Now, whenever he thinks of Daisy, Gastens takes out that portrait and looks at it.

"Squeak-"

The office door was pushed open again, and Luna Brewster looked at the door and pushed the door in. She wore an Elena military uniform today, and carefully tucked her waist and hips, although she was simple, she could show off her figure. Gastens glanced at her, then refocused his gaze on the frame in his hand.

"Daisy, she's ......", Luna naturally knows who the frame is. It was someone she dreamed of almost every night, the one she and Martinez had killed with their own hands. She woke up in the night countless times, crying, hoping to escape from the man in front of her, from that nightmare. However, Gastens was the closest man she knew to an archmage in the world, and no matter what the cost, no matter how much horror she had to experience, she could not leave this man. Having experienced loss, she was no longer able to give up her only hope again. Even if, even if her own affairs are revealed, even if she may be captured and killed by Zink at any time, she has to stay, and she has to block everything she has for the sake of one ten-thousandth hope.

"I just think now that I gave Daisy too little."

Maybe talking to himself, maybe he was talking, Gastens didn't have a loud voice. Luna put down the tray in her hand, placed a small plate of coarse grain biscuits and teapot on the right side of Gastens desk, walked to the other side of Gastens, reached out and gently pressed Gastens shoulder, and kneaded it.

"Daisy she is happy, I have lived with her for so long and know that she is happy. Maybe Elena's material life is very ordinary, maybe Elena's is still experiencing war, but she is fighting for her ideals, and she still has like-minded comrades and comrades like you, I think she must be happy. ”

Gastens didn't speak, he closed his eyes, felt Luna's knead just the right amount of force, and reached out and gently took her hand away. Luna's heart skipped a beat the moment Gastens took her hand, but she quickly adjusted her emotions and left behind her desk.

"Now Elena is in ruins, and your comrades have high expectations of you. Although I don't know much about communism, I also know that you can't afford to have problems at this time. So, although Daisy's death is a sad event, I still hope that you will cheer up. You know, you are not only Daisy's communist mentor, but also the person who carries my dream of magic, neither she nor I want you to be fine. ”

"I'm not an archmagister, that magic is just a ......"

Gastens stopped halfway through. His reincarnated soul escaped the impact of the Third Great Wave because he did not release his magic in this life, thus retaining the ability to mobilize his magical power. This kind of thing is too complicated, involving the essence of the Great Demon Tide and more secret things, and it is not easy to explain. He swallowed the second half of his sentence and glanced at Luna. You know, this was the first time Luna had looked at him in the room for so long. Luna didn't seem to know he was looking at her, and the girl was bowing her head, wringing her hands, and frowning at the words of Gastens about her not being a magister, as the twilight sun slanted down on her face and body, reflecting the fine fuzz at the edges of her skin. The bright spots of daylight and the shadows of the window lattices spread over her body, accentuating her beautiful curves even more. The long golden red hair was neatly tied up by her, but there were still a few playful strands of hair, which were pulled out of her headband and hung on the side of her ear, trembling gently. Despite all her experiences, Luna is now only an eighteen-year-old girl. At this age, it was her best time.

Looking at Luna like this, even Gastens was a little shocked by her beauty and youth. He looked away, stabilized his mood, and put away Daisy's portrait. Luna watched his movements, whispering a reminder.

"I use whole grains from the cafeteria, and everyone else eats the same food. The tea is black leaf tea, and it is also your taste. Work is busy, but don't get too tired and pay attention to your body. ”

With that, Luna turned to leave, but she didn't show any regrets. Lately, she has been like this, serving Gastens with peace of mind, neither exceeding nor hiding her purpose. Gastens understood her desire to be close to her because of that magic, and was not disgusted by her honesty. As such, there is no objection to Luna's existence. It's just that today, for some reason, Gastens suddenly wanted to talk to the Grand Duke from the Mage Tower about other things.

"Luna," Gastens called softly, and Luna stopped at the sound. At this moment, her heart was excited and ecstatic, it was more than ten days, and this was the first time that Gastens had called out to her outside of the routine, which meant that Gastens was becoming interested in her, although this interest may be only a small trace, but it also made Luna see the fruits of her efforts. She was confident in her looks, and in her upbringing and quality, but the neglect of Gastens for more than ten days even made her desperate in the middle of the night. And now, he finally started to ask her, and Luna even wanted to cry at this moment.

You know, only by making Gastens like herself, and only with Gastens's child, can she get rid of Daisy's shadow and truly become the person closest to the man to the Grand Magus, and truly and completely settle down.

No, you can't be in a hurry, you can't panic, and you can't let yourself lose your efforts because of surprises!

Luna's thoughts rolled through in a split second, but her emotions remained indifferent. She controlled her emotions, hummed in a calm and somewhat confused voice, and turned half of her body slightly. She was careful about the angle at which she turned, just enough to highlight the contours of her breasts and hips as much as possible, and the daylight shining in from the window became Luna's best helper at this time, making her figure even more alluring in the light and shadow.

Luna clearly saw a hint of surprise in Gastens gaze. She was happy in her heart, but her tone was still so unhurried.

"What's wrong? Lord Garstens? I still have classes in the evening......"

"There's something I'd like to ask for your opinion, and it won't take long," Gastens said with surprise in his eyes. He stopped Luna not because he had any desire or other thoughts, but suddenly wanted to see if this person, who had received more than ten years of elite education, could help him.

Luna turned around and walked up to Gastens and stood across from his desk, crossed her hands over to her chest, and whispered in reply.

"Say it."

"You know the situation in Elena right now, a lot of things are moving forward, but we don't have enough people, especially high-quality people. The main body of our revolutionary contingent is serfs and workers, and they are highly enthusiastic about the revolution, but they lack management experience, and we need a large number of talented people to take over the cities and promote the agrarian revolution and the reform of the army. What is your solution to this problem? ”

Hearing Gastens' question, Luna was slightly disappointed, and Gastens stopped her, not thinking about her. However, she also quickly adjusted, no matter what the reason was to stop her, it was her chance. After a brief moment of thinking, Luna gave her own answer.

"My mentor, Mr. Brewster, once said, do what you like, take what you want. The Mage Tower of the past was in some ways very similar to Elena now, and there were countless people who wanted to enter. Some of them want to learn magic, some want to use the power of the Mage Tower, and some want to get money. But whatever they want, as long as they are given what they want, we can make them work for the Mage Tower. This is the first time your question has arisen, but I think the truth is the same. Elena is a very pure revolutionary team, which is good. But it is precisely because you are too pure to expand the scale in a short period of time, which is also the reason why you lost so badly in the previous battle of Elena Defense, you obviously had a weapon advantage. The problem of adults now is that there is a shortage of good enough people who believe in communism. In my opinion, there are two ways to solve the problem: First, it is to improve the ability of the existing comrades, and night classes are a good way to allow everyone to accumulate experience in practice. The second is to recruit those who do not believe in the revolution, but who are not opposed to it. You know, there are so many people in this world, everyone wants something different, even if they don't believe in communism, as long as they don't oppose communism, you can borrow their strength. In this way, the problem of shortage of qualified personnel can be solved in a short period of time, and in a long time, these people can be absorbed through probation and turn them into real revolutionary elements. At the same time, our own comrades will continue to grow and ensure the adequacy of the supply of Elena talent in the long term—"

Gastens listened casually at first, but eventually picked up a pen and began to take notes. Although he knew that Luna was talented, he didn't expect her to have such an insight into the current problem. He kept a record as he looked up at Luna from time to time. This time, there was surprise in his eyes again, but that surprise was not because of beauty, but because of talent.

The sunlight on the floor slowly moved a lattice, and the girl standing in the sunlight and the man sitting at the desk formed a quiet oil painting.

Quiet, but beautiful.