Far away from the royal capital, a black castle standing coldly. Arthur stepped forward in bright white until he reached the majestic palace gate, dismounted at the signal of the guards, and walked towards the depths of the palace. It was the center of power for the whole of Germany, the heart of the German tank.

The main color of the palace is black, with black walls and floors, and black floor-to-ceiling carved windows. The crimson carpet guides Arthur's steps. The court attendants silently walked in front to lead the way. On both sides, there are three steps and one post, and five steps and one sentry, all of which are guards wearing full-body armor, vigilantly patrolling around.

Arthur lowered his head and moved forward silently, feeling the majesty of imperial power, but he did not feel at ease in his heart. Until a crimson door inlaid with metal patterns, the court attendant turned slightly and said softly, "Wait!" and then walked in through the side door.

Arthur was bored admiring the patterns of the gate, telling whether the patterns were based on tulips or violet orchids. But before he could figure it out, the closed door suddenly opened, and the loud voice of the guard echoed through the tall palace. "Baron Arthur, the chief knight of the Seventh Army, came to you. ”

Arthur immediately put away his casual posture, became more serious, and walked towards the high throne in the center of the palace. On both sides of the crimson carpet were the German magnates, and Arthur did not squint, but his spare eyes kept looking around. Naturally, everyone's eyes were also focused on him.

At the end of the red carpet, the old man on the throne is naturally Caesar V.

"Your Majesty, Knight Arthur salutes you. Arthur bowed and saluted without humility or arrogance. It is the rule of all human kingdoms that spellcasters do not kneel, and Arthur naturally has no hobby of kneeling to others. Although this man can give him wealth and power.

Unexpectedly, Caesar V actually stood up on his tall throne, and said gently: "Flat! I should salute you warriors!" After speaking, he sat down again.

Arthur didn't expect Caesar V's attitude to be so friendly, although there was an element of military merit, but it was more about his status in Bloodthorn. Just like this, I don't know how many people can feel like confidants, and they don't hesitate to sacrifice their lives for him. Even Arthur was a little amused.

With the right amount of excitement and joy, Arthur leaned down and replied, "For Germany!" before straightening up and observing one of the most powerful men in the world. His face was no different from that of a mortal, and his cloudy eyes did not have any essence, but when he sat casually like that, there was a majesty that emanated. This is probably another thing that status confers.

A bright light suddenly pierced Arthur's eyes. Makes him feel a pang of discomfort. I looked up a little bit to find out. A man stands beside Caesar V. Stand by the sword. It was from his eyes that the light shone from the ground. Although it is only an illusion. Arthur immediately understood the man's strength. Germany's most famous Sanctuary powerhouse. Alive, legendary. Great Sword Saint Gandalf. Although the identity is only Caesar V's land guard. But Caesar V always treated him with great respect and admiration. That gaze just now was probably for Arthur's underground!

Stylized praise for Arthur. Keller's performance in Cashmereir was recognized. But in the end, as expected. I was not sent to the army again. but remained in the king's capital to be sent. Arthur naturally had no opinion. After giving the salute, he exited the oppressive hall. In the process. No one on either side of the land spoke. Silent as a stone statue. are silently thinking about the impact of the high-profile participation of the bloody thorns on the political situation. Arthur himself is more symbolic than practical.

Arthur walked out of the castle. Return to the stationary room. Push open the window. Let the humid air pour into the room. In the north. It's already cold. But Arthur, of course, could ignore it. Look at the gloomy sky. Arthur felt a refreshing feeling, instead. I guess what's next. Bloodthorn has already been arranged, although it doesn't feel good to be a puppet. But you can enjoy life easily. It's acceptable to achieve your goals.

With the acceptance of more Quincy Land memories. Arthur's mind was more open-minded. A lot of things are no longer taken to heart. More casual. More free and easy. Arthur sometimes asks himself. Does this count as Quincy influencing herself? Or is she slowly becoming a different person? Not Quincy. But it wasn't Arthur either. There is no such thing as who devours whom. It's just that the self and the self confirm each other.

Arthur smiled and thought: What does it matter what the future holds? Do what you want to do! But it doesn't mean that he will always accept the arrangement of Bloodthorn. It's okay to be capricious. Be selfish. If you don't want to do something. can only let go in a chic way.

I just didn't expect it. Arthur's appointment came very quickly. Given his chaotic performance in Cashmere.

He was transferred to the Ministry of Supervision and became a mid-level official. It is not high or not, but it is a standard idle job. The main task is to monitor the movements of the rebel groups. Nearly half of Germany's territory was acquired by war. There are many nationalities and even races involved.

Rebels, patriots, independents

The governmentalists are large and small groups that exist under various names; One of the hidden dangers of the will. Although it is only a skin disease and does not affect the overall situation, it is also a huge trouble if it is not cleaned up.

Unlike in the case of Cashmere, these people are impossible to convince, and they want far more than the farmers of Cashmere. And what about his own identity? Guardian, anti-terrorist special police, and reactionary government minions, in the eyes of different people, are different identities! But Arthur is Arthur.

There are always a lot of dark and mysterious things in the eyes of the outside world, after all, it is actually a secret service organization, which is also a necessary part of all centralized countries. The eyes in the dark, the ears behind the door, are the standard villains in Arthur's previous films, but they are also an essential part of keeping the state apparatus running.

The Ministry of Inspectorate is a small and inconspicuous building, and the image of a flying eagle on it proves that it is one of the German power institutions. But even during the day, few people choose to pass by. Arthur tightened his clothes and casually went in, and was greeted by a young woman. It's not pretty, but it's also charming. Under his arrangement, Arthur soon met with the head of the Supervision Department, his immediate superior, Mr. Agde. When Arthur was in the audience, he was standing on the side, a middle-aged man with a serious face. His office was very clean, no different from that of an ordinary official.

Seeing Arthur, Agde stood up, smiled and shook Arthur's hand, saying that he could raise any difficulties with him and would try his best to help Arthur solve them. Arthur took out the prepared gifts, which was a necessary rule, and Arthur really didn't know much if he didn't know the customs of Germany in advance.

It's just that the gift is certainly not a possessions, and that will only make people look down on it. Most of them are some daily necessities, gloves knitted at home, or desserts or something, which are not expensive, but they are easy to get closer. The Ministry of Supervision was directly subordinate to Caesar V, so it was not as strict as the army.

Arthur's gift was a small potted plant that looked like a very ordinary vine plant. Agde picked it up carefully, as if holding a precious treasure, and said with some excitement: "This is the Dancing Grass!" The Dancing Grass is a plant that can twist with the sound, which is very rare.

Agde was clearly pleased with the gift, and looked at Arthur with a softened gaze, placing the pot on his desk instead of with the other plants. But Agde couldn't help but be secretly vigilant in his heart, his hobby was not a secret, but it was not known to everyone. Born in a bloodthorn, it's really extraordinary!

He guessed correctly, Arthur had obtained a paper bag with a thick stack of documents before he received the order, and a large part of it was about this Agde, this man known as a loyal dog. Arthur naturally learned a little more casually. For one of his hobbies, Arthur as a druid, just happened to be able to do what he liked. Although I don't have any plans to get promoted, it's good to have a good relationship.

After talking to Agde for a while, Arthur took his leave and returned to his office to do some handovers. There are half-human-tall documents of various underground organizations in Germany, although in fact the largest underground organization in Germany is the Bloodthorn Guild. Asking Arthur to do this job is a bit of a fight against poison. Presumably, the German official also took a lot of thought about the arrangement of his work.

Sitting in his office, Arthur leaned back in his chair with his feet folded on the desk in front of him. Holding a half-eaten apple in one hand, and a document in the other, he flipped through it casually. The room is very well lit, a lot of sunlight spills into the room, and as an intelligence department, there is no gloom as ordinary people imagine. But of course, looking at a wanted warrant, Arthur is not sure whether he has the idea of killing people in his heart.

There was a knock on the door.

Arthur retracted his foot, threw the apple core into the trash, and sat upright. Said lightly: "Come in!"

A little girl walked in and said a little shyly, "Mr. Arthur, I'm Janice, and I'm your secretary." We'd like to invite you to dinner tonight. ”

Arthur smiled, "Of course, I, a foreigner, need your guidance!"

The dust floated in the westerly sun, and the light and shadow clearly outlined Arthur's young and handsome cheeks, and he smiled faintly, giving people an indescribable peace and nature.

Inexplicably, it occurred to Janice that it seemed good to have such a boss.

Arthur had only seven or eight subordinates in Germany, all of whom were civilians, and if there was any action, there would be a special task force to cooperate. There are also some relevant personnel in the local area, who only report to the headquarters of the royal capital on a regular basis, and are not under the direct leadership of Arthur in normal times. A dinner tonight is considered a celebration for Arthur, and Arthur naturally will not refuse.