"It seems that we don't have to introduce each other about who we are and why we are here." Berlier said that he had heard only a few words about the quarrel between Grerell and the archbishop, which seemed to be about the clothing of the people who had gone to the countryside, and that the matter itself was a very trivial matter, but that Grerell was unlucky, probably because he had just come from the municipal government

The reason for the transfer back of the management office, she didn't know that the archbishop had a dark cloud over his head these days, and he urgently needed a ball to kick.

In those days, his immediate superior, Chief of Staff Jason, smiled like a flower, and his silver bell-like laughter was heard from time to time throughout the staff, which really made the lazy Berier have a lot of nightmares in his sleep, and the memory was deep - there was actually no real holiday between Chief of Staff Jason and that venerable adult, but he was

For a short man, hating a handsome man who was taller than him—"I'm sorry, I wish I could see a husband who I could see his face without bending"—he meowed—and it was clear that condensation was the essence—and with such a grudge, the head of the new government in Neustria went to die to the archbishop, who was popular with women

The recent state of depression has been nothing short of enjoyable - he has even gone into church to listen to sermons for the first time, no, according to him, to "enjoy the feeling of bathing in acid rain"......

Thinking of that experience, the lazy Beryl was forced to hear a lot of gossip about the archbishop from his boss, and the quarrel with Grirrell was also from him

I heard it from my boss who was full of gossip. Clearly, Miss Graire had the misfortune of "hitting the tip of the spear". became a victim of bad luck.

"Humph! It's not what you think! Seeing the familiar look of the other party, Glarel understood in seconds, she had seen too much of this kind of look since the order came down. But resign yourself to your fate when you see it? The person who would think that way didn't know Grirrell at all, and she wasn't convinced by it, though in the eyes of others

Grirrell seems to have been exiled, but she herself doesn't think so, "The archbishop said I was not grounded, so he sent me to the countryside, and besides." If this is a punishment, then all the people who go to the countryside are punished! ”

I think you're the one who gets punished, don't pretend. Write a letter of repentance to the archbishop and beg for his mercy to let you return to Aronael as soon as possible, this is not for you at all, Berlier thought, but he felt that he would not have more authority than the archbishop at the moment, so he wisely did not tease him

Miss Riel's Tiger Whiskers. Trap yourself in a doomed quarrel. "Of course not."

Miss Graire did not let him go because of his vague remark, but chased after him, "What about you?" Assistant Chief of Staff, why did you come to this place? ”

"Ah, this, I've been ordered to check the militia training in this area." In fact, the reason why he was sent was very simple, Belier said vaguely. One of his predecessors, the one who was hospitalized for being beaten by his boss for stealing someone's wife, continued to hook up with a nurse at the hospital, and unfortunately that nurse also had a husband

-- He had to be discharged from the hospital early of his own accord. Hiding back in the staff headquarters, so that Chief of Staff Jason has an assistant other than Bailier to consider.

Recently, the chief of staff, Jason, was in a good mood, and often dropped by to deliver meals to Beryl's table without Beryl's urging...... He even sacrificed his ears for this happy life and endured it

Si forced him to sacrifice his sleep to be a good listener for gossip, and the sycophants were really filmed to the extreme...... However, from Jason's point of view, a more diligent assistant is always better than the one in front of him, and he has no hesitation or reluctance to send Belil out in the field.

"It's not like there's a militia in this area," Grirrel pointed out, "and you'd be glad you could go back tomorrow." ”

"No, this kind of word can't be written in the report, my boss wants an accurate report, so it will be considered dereliction of duty, and then I have to walk for two days in a carriage, come and go one day, and the way to save trouble is to do a good job in the early stage." Baryl snorted and said that he wasn't talking nonsense, he was talking to himself

When he was a shepherd in his hometown, he used to train his shepherd dog with much more effort than anyone else trained it (yes, the lazy Belier also had a time when he was diligent), and then he happily handed over the more than three hundred sheep to be grazed to his faithful and capable sheepdog, and fished in the woods himself

Berry picking, of course, Luo, more often than not, he sleeps happily on top of the moss......

"Then do it," Graire clapped her palm, as if surprised that the slacker was still thinking about business, "so that your boss can't pick out the bones." ”

Please, I'm not here to please him, in fact I want to get the order to go to the countryside to train the militia, so that I have a reason not to go back to Aronael, and I can sleep here as long as I want, Bellier didn't say what was on his mind, and now he was concerned about something else, "You."

Is there much dinner? You can't get to work without eating! ”

"What?" Graire didn't react at first, and when she realized that the slacker was hinting at sharing her dinner, she puffed up and said, "No! I'm going to eat and sleep with my host. ”

This is really bad news for Beryl, "You didn't bring anything to eat?" Not at all? ”

"Why should I bring food? How can I be grounded if I don't eat and live with others? ”

"Don't-don't tell me, there's nothing to eat in that package! You're not carrying a small package! ”

"No—there is." Grirrell's package was not small, because in addition to her change of clothes, it contained pen and paper, a blackboard, and all kinds of teaching aids that she was going to use in her future teaching career, in addition to food.

"Really? I'll pay. Belier said pitifully that, compared to the rest of his body, his stomach was conscientious and punctual in time, and that if it weren't for such a stomach, he would probably have slept like the seven sons in the cave until the day of the Savior's resurrection.

"Humph!" Graire replied by snorting at the young man who had cast a distrustful look at her.

"Huh? No way? Not really. Now it was Baryl's turn to snort, "It looks like we're going to have to deal with these villagers soon......," and then he suddenly looked at Miss Grirrell hopefully and winked, "Just bring me some when you're done, and I'll give you the money when I'm done." ”

"......" (To be continued......)

PS: This article is expected to be in five volumes, and the fourth volume has been written