A moment later, Iron Slag came to the front of the command office. He straightened his clothes, then knocked softly on the door.

"Come in." A young voice came from inside. With permission, Iron Slag unscrewed the door knob and walked inside. It is a spacious office with high ceilings, red stalls with gilded patterns on the floor, and a row of red shirts and wooden bookcases on each side. Compared to General Richie's humble and cramped office, it was a luxury. Although it is still a little different from Assistant Jean's office, this is always a war zone, and there is no need to get too many flashy things.

Standing in the doorway, there was a large desk in the middle of the office. At the back of the desk sat a young man with brown hair and brown eyes and a military uniform. At this moment, he was engrossed in looking at the papers in his hand, as if he didn't notice that someone had entered.

Seeing this, Iron Slag frowned imperceptibly, and then led the two women to the desk and looked at the young general silently. Before coming here, he had already checked the information. The young general, Mora Galio, held the rank of Major General, and was one of the three Major Generals of the Academy Alliance in Desert Five.

The Academy Alliance has three strongholds in Desert Five, one is a camp in the Wind Sand Castle, and the other two are outlying strongholds. Each of the three major generals is in charge of one place, and a lieutenant general sent by the World Conference is in command. The entire No. 5 Desert was divided into "No. 5 War Zone" by the Yincheng military, and its supreme commander was the head of the Wind Sand Castle - General Miro Field.

A few minutes later, Mora Galio was still intently looking at the paper in his hand. Looking at the major general's indifferent attitude, Iron Slag narrowed his eyes and continued to wait without saying a word. The main task of this General Mora Galio is to receive and arrange for the Cadet Alliance's team to enter the war zone, and he is now leaving the newly arrived regimental commander aside, obviously deliberately embarrassing the other side.

In silence, time passed minute by minute......

After about ten minutes, the young general shifted his body, as if he was about to turn around. Qin Ke'er and Mu Qianhe mistakenly thought that he was going to come over, so they hurriedly stood up straight and looked straight ahead. However, General Galio just casually picked up the wine glass on his desk, took a sip of wine, and put it down. At this point, his eyes never took off the report in his hand.

At this time, Mu Qianhe finally couldn't bear it anymore and was about to step forward to remind General Galio. But before she could speak, she was blocked by a "silence" gesture from the iron slag. The words that had just reached his lips were swallowed back stiffly.

In the cold silence, another twenty or so minutes passed......

General Galio finally finished reading the report, slowly turned around, put down the file, then looked at the iron slag, and asked lightly, "Is there something wrong with me?" ”

"It's fine." After speaking, Iron Slag beckoned, and walked outside with the two girls without looking back. This General Galio was obviously embarrassed by him and wanted to give him a dismount, and how could he not fight back?

"Wait......" When he was about to reach the door, General Galio's voice suddenly came from behind him, but the iron slag didn't even stop for a moment, as if he didn't hear it, and walked out of the office directly.

Looking at the back of the departing head of the regiment, Mora Galio frowned, lowered his head and fell into deep thought. After a long moment, he suddenly raised his head, showed a hideous expression, suddenly grabbed the wine glass, and slammed it against the wall beside him. There was a crunch, and the glass slammed against the wall, shattering into countless pieces of glass slag mixed with brandy.

Just three hours earlier, after the convoy of the Wolf Legion had entered the camp, a dozen or so of minor nobles, led by Edward Sothy, had come to his office and begged him to do justice for Alan Rudolph and expel the head of the Silky Clan. As the head of the camp, he needs the support of these petty nobles in order to be able to control the place more thoroughly. Although he does not have the right to expel the head of the Academy Alliance, he can embarrass the other party and send the other party to high-risk areas to carry out missions.

Mora's original plan was to leave Sa Chirp aside, kill his spirit, wait until he was panicked, say a few nice words, and then send him on a dangerous mission to the edge of Desert Five. But now it seems that this Sa Chirp Regiment Leader is a hard stubble and is not easy to deal with. I'm afraid that he will not accept high-risk tasks directly assigned to him.

Thinking of this, Mora picked up the communication landline and dialed the voice of an old friend. After a few words of cold words between the two sides, he asked in a calm tone that seemed casual, "Have you ever heard of this person?" ”

There was silence for a moment on the other side of the earpiece, and then he replied, "I haven't heard of it." ”

"Old friend, can you help me ask, what is his background/scene?" Mora pleaded.

"Okay, you wait......" It wasn't long before there was a movement from the other side to pick up the microphone again, and Mora immediately became engrossed. Then, a deep voice came from there: "The escort student of the War Bear Temple, the information looks ordinary, nothing special. ”

"What about the consumption records?" Mora asked.

"I didn't see any Ni Duan, it is estimated that it is an ordinary War Bear Temple escort, and there is no trace of any big man paying attention to it." Said over there.

"Are you sure?" Mora asked, a little nervously.

"Don't believe me?" There was a pause, and he said with some displeasure, "Unless Ernest is there in person, or the three assistants of the student council use the rights at the same time, I can check the records." ”

"Old friend, that's not what I meant......" Mora waited for the other party to finish speaking, and quickly explained.

"Okay, let's not talk about it, I still have something to do." As soon as the voice fell, the other side hung up the communication.

After the communication, Mora touched her chin and fell into deep thought. He thought that if Sa Chirp could really get the attention of these people, he wouldn't need to come to him to arrange a task. It can be seen that there should be no deep back/scene in Sa Chirp. However, you have to be cautious about everything, so let's observe it for a while......

In the middle of his thoughts, he picked up the landline and dialed a second voice communication. After the other party connected, he said directly: "Edward, come to my office." ”

"Okay......" The other side answered, and Mora hung up the communication.

Ten minutes later, Edward pushed the door open and walked over to his desk. Looking at the former with a blue nose and swollen face, Mora couldn't help asking, "What's wrong with you?" ”

"I didn't ...... It's okay, I got drunk and got into a fight, and it was all skin trauma. "Edward didn't dare to tell the truth, then Song Haohe is notoriously brute and coarse, if he is deeply offended, it is really possible to find him to duel. Although they were all fourth-order psionic beings, they would definitely be evenly matched in a fight, but it was really unnecessary to fight hard for this little contradiction.

Mora Galio did not continue the subject, and after a moment of silence, he stood up, turned to look at the landscape painting on the wall, and said slowly: "If you really want to exclude that person, you should unite and exert pressure from all sides......"

"What do you mean......" Edward asked with a slight hesitation.

"I'm not interested, you think for yourself." General Galio raised his hand with his back to Edward, motioning for him to stand down.

"Understood." Edward gave a military salute and turned to leave the office.

At the same time, the iron slag returned to the rest area of the camp. At this moment, he was sitting on the couch, thinking about the current situation. Obviously, the small aristocratic circles here developed a lot of hostility towards him. And that hostility extended to Mora Galio. This means that for a long time to come, not only will he not receive suitable tasks, but he may also be placed in a high-risk area. Of course, the higher the risk, the higher the income. In this regard, the Academy Alliance is fair, and even if Mora wants to harm him, he can't do it too obviously. However, the Wolf Legion is always a new team, and it is simply not able to cope with the high-intensity missions. Therefore, he must find a way out of his current predicament......

"Consult with someone, who to talk to? Light rain or light sunny? ”

He quickly dismissed the idea. On the surface, Mu Yu Lily of the Valley and Mu Yu Qinxin have a very high social status, but in fact, their status is not stable at the moment. This can be found in Mu Yu Lily Ran's words. And Mu Yu Qinxin also said that Mu Yu Lily of the Valley must be promoted to the Holy Rank in order to truly stabilize her position in the Notre Dame. Seeking their help at this time may affect their reputation in Notre Dame.

According to the tradition of Notre Dame, a lifelong deity practitioner is not allowed to have a relationship with the opposite sex, let alone marry, until he returns to the world. Although no one interferes in private, after all, both men and women have physiological needs, but on the surface, it is absolutely not allowed. The cultivators at the bottom may not be paid attention to, but as a high-level goddess official and priestess, you can't take the lead in breaking the rules, right? Even though the practitioner who violates the vows will not be punished substantially for this, the status of Notre-Dame will inevitably be damaged. Unless she can be promoted to the Holy Rank and become the mainstay of Notre Dame, the cornerstone of the Silver City world.

If Mu Yu Lily of the Valley had too much contact with him at this moment, not to mention Mu Yuqin's heart and the attitude of praying for rain, with the popularity of her goddess of happiness, it would definitely cause a huge wave of gossip.

After some thought, he decided to wait and see for a while before considering his next steps. At least for now, the situation is not so bad as to involve life and death.

"Commander, Ke'er thinks it's ......" Looking at the pondering chatter, Qin Ke'er suggested, "We should go to the general to receive the task, if we meet the right one, we will next, leave the wind and sand castle first, if we encounter an inappropriate one, we will push it off, if it is repeated a few times and he still arranges some inappropriate tasks, we will write directly to Ernest and complain that he is abusing his power for personal gain." ”

"Yes, complain about him!" Mu Qianhe clenched his fists and said through gritting his silver teeth.

"No......" Iron Slag shook his head, "expanding the influence won't do us any good......" he paused and continued, "Don't forget, we also killed two Templars. ”

As soon as these words came out, the two women were silent......