13 Mink Street

A soldier wearing armor walked up to Karen: "The commander wants to see you."

"Okay, please lead the way."

Karen adjusted his robe and followed the soldiers to the statue of Ogurev, where Commander Punk was sitting and drinking coffee.

His sitting posture is very bold, but the coffee cup in his hand is very compact. This scene should be more suitable for holding wine.

"Lord Commander."

Karen placed her hands on her chest and gave Punk a half bow.

"sit."

"Yes, sir."

Karen sat down next to him, and Punk poured Karen a cup of coffee.

"You are very nice. Are you interested in staying in the Augurev Fortress to exercise?"

Karen didn't expect that the commander would be so direct in his questions, so he immediately changed the way of communicating with this kind of people and responded very straightforwardly:

"I'm sorry, sir, I'm still young..."

"Oh, you can't stand the loneliness here?"

"It's me and my fiancée."

"Hahaha."

Punk laughed and said: "It's okay, I just said it casually. In fact, this place is very good. If you can get used to it, you can discover its beauty. There are many disturbances in reality. Here, it is nonexistent."

"I believe that you have experienced it and seen it through. Maybe in the future, after I have experienced it and seen it through, I can come back here and drink coffee with you."

"I'm leaving too." Punk looked at Karen, "The beauty here will no longer belong to me."

Karen didn't know whether to say congratulations or condolences.

"This is life. Because I know the troubles outside and that I can't escape in the end, I can appreciate the beauty in this void space. You are excellent, the kind of excellence that can be seen with the naked eye. What I mean by excellence is The kind of people who know what to do before they reach this age, so you have to protect yourself."

"My lord, I have always been cautious."

"Well, protect yourself and grow up slowly. In a few decades, there will be a chair for you among the top leaders of the cult."

"Thank you, sir, for your advice and blessings."

"Okay, drink the coffee in your hand and go. The open day of Ogurev Fortress is about to end."

Karen picked up the cup and drank all the coffee in it. There was no sugar in this cup of coffee and it was very bitter. Karen could bear it, but what was more difficult for him to accept was the sweetness.

After saying goodbye to Punk, Karen returned to the square. Along the way, many people took the initiative to say hello to Karen, and Karen responded to them one by one.

Karen was not enthusiastic, just polite.

As Bald Kane said before, it was just the right kind of perfunctory.

Not many people would be angry about this, because they took the initiative not because of Karen's "enthusiasm" or because of Karen's name, but because of the strength shown by Karen.

The stronger your personal abilities are, the more you can escape the troubles caused by useless social interactions.

Mas and Blanche had already said goodbye to their teammates and stood together in front of Cullen when he returned.

"Captain, let's go back first. Thank you. Without you, I don't think I would have been able to get this spot."

After Mas finished speaking, he saluted Karen in the same manner as Karen had saluted Punk before. This meant that he did not treat the other person as a peer, but as a superior.

Blanche said, "Captain, I can't wait to go home and show off what I experienced today to my friends. Thank you very much, Captain."

Karen showed a gentle smile and said: "You don't have to be so polite. This is the result of the joint efforts of our entire team. Without the two of you joining us, we wouldn't be able to go so smoothly."

Under the premise that he is unable to use the Dark Moon Blade and Poseidon Armor, he takes the entire team as his promotion target, excluding the factor of Luo Ya appearing in the end. Without the existence of these two assistants, it would be difficult for Karen to obtain a quota. It has to be at least doubled.

Previously, the gap between Bald Kane's seventh team was actually at the auxiliary level.

Karen added: "It won't be long before we get together again. It seems that before we go to the Gate of Reincarnation, we will be gathered to go to the Dingge area for a specific training. Then we will find a place to drink tea and chat. .”

"Okay, Captain."

After saying goodbye to Mars and Blanche, Karen took Bart, Ashley and Ventura to the teleportation circle in the Augurev Hall.

In the magic circle leading to the York City area, Philomena had already been standing there waiting. She was standing alone in the corner, looking tired because of her serious injuries.

She didn't come up to say hello to Karen, so Karen naturally wouldn't take the initiative to say anything to her. Although they were from the same area, they were obviously not from the same place.

Moreover, because of her, the cohesion on Karen's side was greatly enhanced.

Because the three of Bart knew Philomena's strength, they also saw her single-handedly lead her scrap team to almost the end during the selection.

But for such a powerful peer, he failed to get a quota in the end. Instead, he and others got the final quota.

All this is due to the leadership of our captain.

A large circle needs faith as a cohesive force, but a small circle is much simpler. In one sentence: follow you and you will have meat to eat.

In addition to Ashley deliberately smiling reservedly at Philomena in order to gain some satisfaction, Bart and Ventura also imitated Karen and pretended that Philomena did not exist.

Winners always want to maintain a certain style. This is not to sympathize with the losers, but to give themselves a higher sense of satisfaction.

All five people entered the formation and the formation was activated.

Return to the York City area.

…

In the conference hall of the York City Academic Affairs Building, cheers erupted in the hall when the final results were announced.

This kind of general selection based on the quota of each region is infinitely equivalent in form to a sports meeting jointly organized by countries. Their own players won the final victory, and it was the kind of stable and calm victory that was enough to make the people in this region Everyone gets a great sense of satisfaction and honor.

Of course, not many people are qualified to watch this selection projection.

In the York City area, only people in this conference hall are qualified to watch, and the priests below can only receive the result message.

At the beginning of the conference hall, there were actually only a few people sitting there.

After the first round, there were more people, and after the second round, there were even more people. When it entered the final round, there were only four teams left, and when the probability of winning reached 50%, the seats were full.

Many bishops who were still dissatisfied with Karen's high-profile interview and thought that young people always like to talk big words and end up making jokes, now forgot their previous criticism of Karen and turned to Applauded and cheered.

One of the most exciting points here is that, like the first team, Karen's third team is composed mainly of players from this region, so everyone has a high sense of participation.

If all five people in this region were dispersed into five teams, everyone's excitement would be reduced a lot.

Bishop Bourne sat silently in the corner smoking a cigar. This was not a precious cigar bought with coupons, but a cheap OEM cigar circulating in the market.

"Why don't you look very excited?" Bishop Wofulun walked up to Bishop Byrne and said.

"Why am I excited?" Bishop Bourne smiled, "Is it possible that the superiors will allow me to select young people from this group of people to train?"

In fact, Bishop Wofulun probably knew the work that the shadow side of the bishop under his own order was doing, so he just laughed twice when he heard this.

Are these outstanding young people selected by you to be undercover agents?

Dream on!

Bishop Bourne blew out a smoke ring and said: "But there is one thing that is not impossible. Philomena, the only loser, uses this as the theme to create an image of an outstanding young man who was excluded by my teaching. This one can go Make a fuss."

"Just give up this thought, it's impossible."

"Huh? Who are her parents? I have retrieved her file, but it is a bit too simple."

"She's the granddaughter of that crazy lady."

"hiss……"

Rao is a spy leader like Bishop Bern. After hearing this introduction, he couldn't help but take a breath.

That crazy lady was once a bishop of York City many years ago. Her husband was also the bishop of York City. Her husband’s father, her father-in-law, was the chief bishop of York City. , which is where Wofulun is now.

That family was once the well-deserved first family of the Cult of Kosmos in the York City area.

Later, due to an accident, the lady killed her husband, her father-in-law, and her son with her own hands. The top local church family, which was once prosperous in the York City area and was about to enter the center of the Holy See, was transformed overnight. Collapse.

That happened decades ago, and it shocked the entire York City region, no, it shocked the entire divine religion.

There are various rumors about this matter. Some say that the chief bishop studied a forbidden technique, which caused his family to be polluted. Some say that the chief bishop is preparing to rebel against the Cult of Kosmos and start a new religion. Some even say that the chief bishop is preparing to rebel against the Cult of Kosmos and start a new religion. , because of family emotional relationship...

This matter has always been a mystery.

When it happened, Bishop Bourne was just a judge and had no access to matters at that level. When he reached this position now, he found that he still had no access. All the files about that incident were sealed at the highest level, and only the big Only priests can check it, and of course, the temple elders.

The only thing that is known is that the woman who was later called Madam Madam is still alive and living in the York City area, but no one knows where she lives specifically.

Bishop Byrne looked at Wofulun, smiled, and said, "Thanks for the reminder."

Well, if that crazy lady learns that she plans to develop her granddaughter into a spy, the consequences will be terrifying just thinking about it.

"Karen is a very good young man." Bishop Wofulun said, "I now feel that it is normal for the princess of Darkmoon Island to look down on my grandson."

Even his grandson failed to pass the district selection, but Karen led the people in the district to the end. The gap was too clear.

"Yes, he is a very good young man. My son also thinks highly of him." As he spoke, Bishop Bourne reached out and poked his forehead. "Young people are talented. I have seen many of them and have wisdom in life." Yes, I have seen many people who are talented and wise in life, which means they are really smart."

"Although what you said is a bit hard to pronounce, I can understand what you mean. By the way, just now, the Holy See issued two spiritual documents. One is that next year, similar events will be held according to this example. Selection activities. However, age groups will be restricted, and those who have participated will not be allowed to participate again."

"Then your grandson has no chance." Bishop Bourne joked.

"I don't have the nerve to ask Leon to participate again. It will be disgraceful in the end. If I don't get selected again, I will really lose my face completely."

"It seems that you are very self-aware of your family's bloodline."

Walfulen rolled his eyes at Bourne.

road:

"The second spirit of the document is that the higher authorities plan to reform the distribution system for young people. This aspect will have to touch the cake of many people."

"Look at the determination above."

"Well, I think so too, but the specific implementation method given is to put a group of young people into a new environment for experience, so that they can increase their exposure and knowledge."

"Is it written so specifically in the document?"

"Yes."

"Then I guess the [Whip of Order] headquarters will issue documents soon. The Whip of Order department is like a sauce vat. You can put any ingredients in it and take them out when needed.

From a compromise point of view, there is nothing more suitable than entering the Whip of Order. This will advance the process and will not bring excessive stimulation to the old people in the system. "

"Well, I guess it will be arranged like this. It's almost time to prepare to welcome the children back. Let's hold a banquet to celebrate them tonight."

"The children are tired, but what they need most now is rest."

"I have contacted the mission hospital to send people over for treatment and examination. They still have half a day to rest in the suite of the Ankara hotel."

"They're going to dislike you very much."

"Do you think the banquet is for them? It's for their parents."

"Right."

…

When he walked out of the teleportation circle, Karen saw a group of people greeted by Chief Bishop Wofulun.

After seeing this scene, Karen and others felt gloomy, because they guessed what would be waiting for them next.

Perhaps, before the selection, they all imagined that they would come back to receive welcome and appreciation after successfully getting a spot, but now, they just want to find a place to sleep for three days and three nights.

Philomena walked away silently. This welcome and celebration had nothing to do with her.

Archbishop Walfulan presided over the triumphal ceremony, delivered a speech, and then led a group of regional bishops to shake hands, pat shoulders and encourage Karen and others.

Next, reporters from "Order Weekly" came over to take photos and conduct interviews. Mellie was very excited because the previous interview Karen accepted before departure and the current results were enough to occupy the front page.

After these procedures were completed, two VIP cars drove over, and Karen and others got in the car. In the car, the director of the church hospital personally examined Karen and others, and started treatment directly in the car.

Karen was in good physical and mental condition, which surprised the director who examined him and joked:

"You look like you're back from vacation."

However, although he did not need to receive treatment, the director still gave Karen a magical treatment. This feeling was very comfortable, like a massage for the soul.

After arriving at the Ankara Hotel, everyone was arranged into their rooms. Karen was very familiar with this place and its rooms. After entering the room, he took the phone to order a meal, as well as tobacco, wine, coffee, and tea bags.

He is not hungry now, and is planning to pack up the meal and take it home so that his family can taste the delicious food made with some coupon ingredients, especially the captain's favorite grilled lizard meat.

I was the star of the dinner party and had no chance to hide the food.

Tobacco, alcohol, and coffee are all real luxuries that can only be bought with coupons, and Karen is also planning to take them home.

This was a habit he had developed during his previous security work, and he didn't believe that the hotel would ask him to pay the bill this time. He would definitely be reimbursed.

In fact, Karen doesn't lack these coupons. Even if she can't enjoy them like this every day, it's absolutely fine to enjoy them once or twice a month. But under reasonable conditions, taking advantage of the public is also a kind of happiness.

After taking a shower and changing into hotel pajamas, Karen went to bed.

The bed was very big, and when I looked to the side, I found that I was lying here alone without Bicuo and Fanny, and I lost a lot of sense of fulfillment.

Close your eyes and sleep.

After being awakened at night and putting on clean divine robes, Karen came to the banquet hall.

Ashley, Bart and Ventura stood at the door, deliberately waiting for them.

They followed Karen in as he walked in.

For a moment, the whole audience applauded and cheered.

Karen waved and bowed around, and Bart and the others behind them also imitated Karen's movements, but they seemed a little uncomfortable and stiff.

Looking at this scene, Karen couldn't help but sigh in her heart: It really looks like an Olympic champion's triumphant victory.

Bart's parents, Ashley's parents, and Ventura's grandparents all arrived at the scene. As the captain, Karen had to go and greet them one by one.

During the banquet, there were many big shots from the York City area talking to Karen, and Karen dealt with them one by one.

Finally, Karen was asked to take the stage to deliver her speech.

Karen stood on the stage, facing the microphone, holding the red wine glass high in his left hand, patted his chest with his right hand, and shouted:

"Glory belongs to York City!"

Although I am a Rylan person.

The audience burst into cheers again.

…

After finally staying up until the banquet was over, Karen returned to the room and walked out of the hotel with his packed things. He had no intention of staying here overnight, he wanted to go back.

There was a hearse parked on the roadside not far from the hotel entrance.

At this point in time, the hearse is so conspicuous and fits the atmosphere so well.

Uncle Mason said that a hearse has a unique beauty.

Karen sensed it because he was tired now.

Alfred came down and took the things from Karen's hand and placed them in the car. He returned to the driver's seat and started the car while turning to Karen who was sitting in the passenger seat and said:

"Master, congratulations!"

Karen nodded and responded seriously:

"Alfred, thank you."

This serious thank you made Alfred a little confused, and then an inexplicable sense of conviction and recognition rose up, and even the radio in the hearse made an electric sound.

"Master, would you like a glass of ice water? I brought a thermos bucket with ice cubes in it."

"OK."

Alfred opened the car door and got out of the car. When he walked to the trunk, he naturally took out the booklet from his chest, took out the pen, bit off the cap of the pen with his mouth, and wrote:

"Tonight, God is tired and bright."