The nominal supreme ruler of the Rorsted Islands is Governor General George Negan.

Byam had a casual club called "Rorsted", which was the property of the Negan family, and initially only accepted Runnes as members, but gradually opened up to everyone as locals occupied most of the middle and lower class positions.

Of course, the word "everyone" is in quotation marks, and the high annual fee alone is enough to discourage many people.

Saturday, May 26th.

Joyce finally got rid of the boring entertainment and was invited to the Rorsted Club.

Showing his membership badge to the receptionist, he ran into an unexpected figure, General Gordon.

General Gordon is middle-aged, his face is not old, his face is round, he is wearing civilian clothes, he seems to have just finished arguing with someone, and he is walking out angrily, and he can't hide his surprise when he sees Joyce.

"Your Excellency, General."

Joyce stood up straight, knowing that this was a truly pure military man.

Gordon looked him down and nodded in satisfaction:

"The spirit is good now, this is a bit of a man."

Then, with a bitter sigh on his face, he patted him on the shoulder:

"I blame myself for William's affairs."

"However, before I leave the army, I hope to see the star on your shoulder."

This is to persuade me to join the army...... There is a general as a backer, and an officer is a promising profession, if I don't become an "assassin...... Joyce choked in her heart, cleverly avoiding the topic:

"I will do my best to carry on my father's legacy and restore the glory of the family."

"I'm looking forward to that day." General Gordon squeezed out a smile: "Go ahead, don't keep your friends waiting too long, we'll see you at the banquet next week." ”

Bidding farewell to the old general, who had stressed him out, Joyce walked through the racecourse and into the rest area, and after looking around, he found Charlie talking to a handsome long-haired man.

Thomas, a secret agent who advertised himself as a poet, and his father was an influential member of the Lords in Beckland, the second son of the family, who had no right to inherit the title, so he joined MI9.

Perhaps because of their personalities, the three quickly became close friends since they met.

"Welcome back."

"Long time no see."

Joyce hugged the two good brothers and sat down.

Thomas did not hide the surprise in his eyes, and suddenly said:

"I didn't believe it when I heard Charlie say that you have changed a lot, but now it seems like a different person."

"The Lord hath said, 'What cannot kill me will make me stronger.'"

"The storm is above."

Charlie and Joyce clenched their fists at the same time and hammered their left chests, while Thomas watched quietly, a believer in the goddess of the night.

"Cheers."

The three of them exchanged glasses, and Charlie began to urge Thomas to continue with the news.

"What's the news?" Joyce wondered.

Thomas cleared his throat and adjusted to a more comfortable sitting position:

"Not long ago, the military suffered a big loss in the southern continent......"

"A war with extraordinary beings." Charlie added on the sidelines.

"Yes," Thomas continued, "the military's Extraordinaire team was exploring a ruin when they ran into the Rose School cultists, and a conflict broke out, resulting in heavy losses in personnel and the loss of one of the more prized seals. ”

"Don't ask me for details, I can only know these furs at my level, and even if I did, I wouldn't be able to tell you."

Thomas noticed Charlie's eagerness to try it and hurriedly blocked the topic.

"The military won't give up." Joyce guessed.

"That's right." Thomas nodded: "There is a death order from above, intensify efforts to suppress the Rose School, and the losses must be recovered." ”

"What is the Rose School?"

Charlie finds a new point of curiosity and asks his own questions.

Thomas recalls the materials he had seen:

"An evil organization formed by a group of madmen, who believe in an evil god called the 'Bound God', and master the path of 'xenomorphs' and 'medicine masters'."

"Pharmacist!" Charlie suddenly raised his tone.

Seeing the two of them looking at him with strange eyes, he smiled with a complicated expression:

"I've heard that the 'pharmacist' is a good way to heal and save people, how can he be a madman?"

"A person who believes in evil gods, even if he is not crazy now, then he is a potential madman."

Thomas stared at Charlie and said word by word.

"If you don't believe in evil gods, won't you be crazy?"

Charlie muttered to himself, sighed lonely, looked at Joyce and said:

"Remember the power-boosting potions I gave you? That's what I configured myself. ”

"I'm already extraordinary, the 'pharmacist' of Sequence Nine."

"That's what I'm calling you both to announce today."

Damn, didn't you promise not to say it...... Joyce's thoughts froze for a second, and then quickly spun away:

"Where did you get the potion recipe?"

Charlie lowered his head, like a child making mistakes:

"From my teacher, she gave me two options, one is the 'pharmacist' pathway, and the other is the one that can make people lucky."

Why does it sound so familiar...... Isn't this the style of the School of Life, whose teacher is a member of the School of Life? Joyce quickly thought of the fat pharmacist who had an owl - Duckwell,

"So, you chose to become a 'pharmacist.'"

Charlie straightened up and said stiffly:

"It's a man's choice."

"Good!" Joyce gave a thumbs up and raised his glass:

"Respect to men."

Finding that no one was clinking glasses with him, he had to take a sip alone, and looked at the serious Thomas and the worried Charlie, and Joyce comforted:

"Calm down, things haven't gotten out of control yet."

"Charlie, think about it carefully, did your teacher usually show anything unusual? Including things like inducing you to pray to beings other than the seven gods? ”

"No, she just taught me for a while, and then she disappeared." Charlie recalled for a moment and replied earnestly.

"That's right." Joyce asked, "Thomas, do you know the school of life?" ”

Seeing his puzzled expression, Joyce said helplessly: "Well, it looks like you don't know." ”

"As far as I know, the School of Life is a relatively orderly ancient organization, and its members advocate the triple division of the absolute rational world, the spiritual world, and the material world, and pass it on in the way of master and apprentice......

Their leader is a cute "little snake...... Joyce finally added silently in the bottom of her heart.

Charlie is obviously an extraordinary rookie, he knows very little about these mysterious knowledge, and he only knows a little about it, he only knows that the teacher is not a cultist, and he will not become a madman.

"So, I'm not going to be brought to trial!"

"So far."

"Great!" Charlie slapped Joyce on the shoulder:

"Good brother, just look for me if you want any potions in the future."

We are still good friends without mentioning this stubble...... Joyce shrugged and saw Thomas's "who am I, where am I, what should I say" expression, explaining:

"I found a notebook left by my father, well, learned a lot about the occult."

"You can go back and check the internal information of MI9, it will definitely be recorded, members of the School of Life rarely do evil, so this is not taken seriously by you."

"Anyway, Charlie won't run."

Thomas took his glass and drank it down, his mind was very confused, why he hadn't seen him for a few days, and his two best friends, one had become an extraordinary member of the secret organization, and the other had become more knowledgeable than me, an official.

"Okay, I'll go back and look it up." Thomas nodded, temporarily approved of this solution, and turned to Charlie and said:

"Absolutely don't be careless, the extraordinary world is countless times more dangerous than you imagined, maybe you just inadvertently see something you shouldn't see, or hear an evil voice, you may be targeted by the evil god, and no one can save you at that time."

Charlie looked at Joyce, who said "it does".

"Okay, I got it."