Pete, the silver-haired old man, glanced at George, the commander of the fat man's corps, and then at Locke behind him, and said, "Like this kind of cherished potion, the logistics department must be recorded, who takes it, and who wants to use it, all need to be recorded." ”

"Yes. It seemed that George knew the rules, and turned around and called Locke up and said, "I will need you to report your number and name later, and finally I will ask you to put a handprint." ”

"Yes!" Locke replied to the commander like a sensible soldier.

Behind the silver-haired old man, the woman named Fina. I saw her holding a large notepad in one hand and a quill pen in the other hand to quickly scribble.

Commander George needs to record a lot, because he is the taker, the bearer, and the guarantor of the user of the 'Will Condensation Elixir', and Locke's information is recorded relatively little, he is only a user.

"Name?"

"Locke. ”

"Affiliation?"

"Deputy Captain of the Cavalry Squadron of the Second Brigade of the Second Corps of the Eagle Legion. ”

It's as simple as that if you need to record it, you just need the people in the logistics department to check the name and confirm that there is such a person. With Commander George here, of course everything went smoothly.

In the end, Locke got a beautifully packaged small wooden box, which contained his biggest harvest tonight, the 'Will Condensation Elixir', and the three 'Johnson Elixirs' in the back pocket of his pants that were also packaged not much worse than the 'Will Condensation Elixir'.

"Now you are probably the richest man in the Second Corps at the moment!" said the Fat Commander jokingly to Locke.

They have now left the corps logistics office and are now on their way to the barracks of the 2nd Corps.

Locke didn't take this sentence seriously, if nothing else, he was far less wealthy than this corps commander alone, could he become the richest man because of a few potions?

"Thanks to your support, my lord!" Locke is also a talker, and at the right time he praised George, the commander of the fat army.

"Haha!" George patted Locke on the shoulder, seemingly using Locke's blowing.

When they were about to reach Locke's camp, George didn't go in with him, it was not too early, and he needed to go back to rest.

"Goodbye, lad!" George said goodbye to Locke with a smile on his face.

Locke felt that this fat captain was very similar to another fat nobleman he had seen not long ago, and they were all quite nice to him. Fu Zhi asked in his heart, "Lord George, do you know a viscount named Melson?"

"Melson?" Commander George was stunned, his face trembling, "You know my nephew?"

Well, this is a family, no wonder they are all so similar.

After Locke returned to the camp, he said hello to Baron Kaidozi and Uncle Joshak and others and went back to his camp, there was no food at this point, but fortunately, on the way to the legion fortress today, Locke ate a lot of dry food, and now he is not very hungry. He was going to eat breakfast tomorrow directly.

Baron Kedozi and Uncle Joshak probably thought the same way, and the two of them returned to their respective camps.

Commander George was on his way to the Corps headquarters with his clerk when a woman ran up to the two men out of breath and stopped them.

George, who was a high-ranking squire, of course, recognized this woman from a distance as Fina from the previous Legion Logistics Office.

"Grandpa, he told you to come now, Uncle George!" said Fina, caressing her heaving breasts.

The grandfather she said was, of course, Pete, the silver-haired old man.

At about 12 o'clock in the morning, George, who was supposed to sleep in the tent with his beautiful maid in his arms, was now standing again in a warehouse somewhere in the regiment's logistics office.

"You'd better give me a reasonable explanation!Pete!Otherwise, I must know that I'm good!" said Captain George, opening his huge mouth and squirting wildly at the silver-haired old man in front of him. A fierce fighting spirit rushed out of George's fat body between the words, and it seemed that disturbing the fat man's sleep was a matter with serious consequences.

The silver-haired old man was lightly wiping the table in front of him with a piece of cloth, and there was a lot of George spitting out saliva on the table. But strangely, not a single drop of this saliva splashed on the body of the silver-haired old man Pete. A pale cyan fighting aura barrier loomed around Pete's body, this was also a high-level squire!

"You're embarrassed to say it!" Pete said without blinking his eyelids, his voice was low, but he could be heard clearly, "I didn't tell me the identity of the young man you brought!"

Hearing the silver-haired old man say this, George's eyes rolled, and he said stiffly, "Obviously he is an ordinary little non-commissioned officer!"

Although he is still hard-mouthed, the fighting hurricane that he inspired before has been suppressed by him, Pete's strength is higher than him, and he doesn't want to fight with Pete in this kind of place.

"An ordinary non-commissioned officer would have Prince Kensale, the Marquis of Mammon, and even Princess Angelina record a large amount of military exploits for him?" the silver-haired old man, Pete, looked angry, although his voice was not high, but his tone was very unkind.

"Uh... George touched his fat head and asked in disbelief, "Is there such an exaggeration?

"Hmph, is that fake?" Pete's beard blew angrily, "If I hadn't kept an eye on it and asked Fina to go to the military headquarters to check the details and files of this young man, I wouldn't have known that there was a person who had a name on it." ”

"Tell me what the hell is going on, how could the Marquis of Marmen and Prince Kensel personally assign military merit to a non-commissioned officer, and even the princess participated?" George really didn't know that Locke was valued by so many big people.

Seeing that George seemed to be really unaware, Pete's angry beard also fell, and he said to him, "As far as the 'Will Condensation Elixir' you took today, according to this kid's military merits, you can exchange it for 3!"

George's eyes widened in disbelief, "How is it possible? Just me, an earl, would have to break my bones if I want to change three of these potions." How much military merit did the Marquis and the Prince give this kid?" said George's fat face, full of disbelief.

Prince Kensel and the Marquis of Mammon represent the direction of the will of the high-level of the Kingdom of Faustin, they will not make such a mistake in this small place, and giving Locke so many military exploits will cause a misunderstanding to other nobles. George didn't believe that the prince and the marquis would re-promote a great nobleman among the commoners.

"The marquis and the prince can say that although the military merits given are many, they are also reasonable, and they can add up to the amount of 'a condensing potion'. This, says Pete, explains that the prince and marquis have no other ideas.

"The problem is Princess Angelina," Pete continued, "the rest is all allocated to him by the princess! Even an old man like me was envious. Pete stroked his silver hair, and there was no lack of envy in his words.

Thinking that Princess Angelina was the big one, Pete was relieved, he probably guessed what the reason was, and whispered to Pete, "Princess Angelina, I was rescued by this kid!"

"I see!" Pete nodded in realization.

Neither Captain George nor the silver-haired old man Pete thought otherwise, thinking that this was the princess's attempt to repay Locke's life-saving grace.

"It's a good thing that I didn't treat him badly, and I gave him so many benefits!" George suddenly said complacently, Locke took such a big advantage from him, not only was he not angry, but he was very happy. Locke, who is cared for by three big people, is a corps commander, and he can't be treated casually.

Suddenly, as if remembering something, George asked Pete: "The princess has no actual position in the army, where did she get so many military merits to be issued to others?"

Pete put away the rag that wiped the table and said, "I just learned that the princess is now one of the heads of the mage unit. ”

George said dumbly, if you want to say who is the richest in the army, the first subordinate is of course this group of magicians, they have priority to use all the resources in the army, the princess is one of the heads of the magic army, of course, she also has great power, only a part of the military merits, these wealthy magicians really don't necessarily look down.

Of course, the appointment of the princess as one of the heads of the magic force is enough to see the love of Prince Kensel for his sister. With Angelina's rank as an entry-level magic apprentice, it was impossible to take on this position.

The reason why the prince was appointed like this is probably to protect Princess Angelina, in addition to having a large number of soldiers who are either bright or dark to protect Angelina, there is also such a large group of magicians by Angelina's side, if Angelina wants to be in danger again, unless Charlotte's 'God of War' Clark Gable is resurrected and leads Charlotte's army, it is not possible.

George and Pete, the silver-haired old man, who figured out the ins and outs, unconsciously raised Locke's identity by a few levels, and they couldn't be lazy the next time they met, this was the princess's savior, at least in Faustin, during the period when the current king and the successor Prince Kensell did not die, he had a gold medal for avoiding death.

While the two of them in the Legion's logistics office were discussing Locke's backstage, Locke was sleeping soundly. Now that there are many people, Xia Qian is not easy to live in Locke's tent, and Locke can only rest alone these days.

Early the next morning, when Locke had just gotten up to go to the training ground to practice, a man he had little contact with in their camp appeared.

"Will Knight, are you looking for me?" Locke opened the curtain of his camp, and a middle-aged man wearing armor and a strong physique appeared in front of Locke's tent, looking at the dew stained on Will Knight's armor, it seems that Will Knight has been waiting here for a long time.

"Well, Locke, I've got something to do with you. "Will Knight didn't put a lot of pressure on him at this time like he had just taught him to fight his spirit, he should have restrained his breath. Just like the Commander George and the silver-haired old man who were with him yesterday.

"Is there anything wrong with you?" a strong man with a high-ranking squire, a nobleman with a knighthood, Locke could not have imagined that Knight Will would find him something.

"I heard you have a few 'Johnson Elixirs', and I'd like to ask you for one. Will Knight said with difficulty, it seems that this powerful and indifferent Will Knight rarely asks for help in such a low voice. "In return, I owe you three favors!" Will Knight added.