Chapter 1186 League of War
A moment later
A brief knock on the door interrupted their thoughts.
"An, take an adult man with a height of about 180 centimeters."
Although she only has the strength to enter the high-level, the eldest lady of [Death Angel] is still He made an accurate judgment and reported it to Foster quietly as soon as possible.
The latter nodded slightly, adjusted his sitting posture slightly, reorganized his somewhat confused mood, and said slowly: "Come in." An, a senior cadre with mushroom hair and glasses, opened the door from the outside and walked slowly into the office.
Judging from his appearance as if he was not yet awake, this poor young man was probably woken up while he was dozing off in the duty room.
As for the late-night visitor who woke An up, if nothing else happened, he should be the one behind the former who was wearing a silver windbreaker with the same color but slightly different style as the law enforcement team uniform. He was tall and slender. A man wearing a monocle.
The corners of his mouth are filled with an friendly arc, and a pair of slightly narrowed smiling eyes are very pleasing. No matter what the situation is, as long as Lamorlock suppresses the morbid and weird temperament in his bones, By the way, if you disguise yourself a little bit, no matter who the other person is, your first impression of him or her will generally be the same.
Of course, 'general' here does not include some special talents.
For example, the 'First Secretary of the Law Enforcement Team' who also has an approachable temperament and is liked by everyone he knows. This quiet and indifferent girl frowned slightly the moment she saw Lamorlock. Lowering his eyebrows, this detail did not escape the eyes of Foster Ward and the person at the door.
Foster's expression remained unchanged, while the smile at the corner of Lamorlock's mouth became even stronger.
"Captain, Sister Lian."
Trying to restrain her desire to yawn, An first said hello to the two people in the room, and then turned slightly sideways to Lamorlock , introduced: "This Mr. Lamorlock seems to have something to discuss with you, captain."
"Well, thank you for your hard work. You should go back and rest first."
Foster nodded. It was not until An closed the office door from the outside that he looked at the visitor at the door and said with a smile: "Hello , Priest Lamolock, I have admired my name for a long time.”
“Haha, to be honest, what I am most afraid of now is that others will say to me, “I have admired my name for a long time.” "
Lamorlock smiled bitterly and shook his head, then walked slowly to the sofa that was perpendicular to Foster's desk and sat down: "If you excuse me, Captain Foster Ward. , and this beautiful lady, I hope my sudden visit did not trouble you."
"No"
Lian Tian shook her head quietly and said softly: "The theoretical closing time of this office is three o'clock in the morning every day."
After saying that, she opened the drawer on Foster's right and took some food from it. Although a pack of tea is expensive, it is usually used to entertain guests because no one likes to drink it. The drinks are brewed in a smooth and pleasing way.
And Foster raised his index finger to his chin and asked Lamorlock softly: "So, can you tell me what you just did to my subordinates?"
"A little psychological hint, I am very sorry for this."
Sitting on the sofa, Lamorlock bowed to Foster and explained in a soft tone: "In fact, I came out this time on my own initiative, so time is tight, so..."
"Has the hint been lifted?"
Foster interrupted Lamorlock lightly, and asked calmly: "Will there be any sequelae?"
"That was just a specious match. It was just a fantasy, and it had already dissipated when that classmate An brought me here. As for the side effects... "
Lamorlock shook his head, spread his hands and said: "It was just a dream."
"Lian, go check on An's situation. If there is no problem, call Si. Pan Sai went to find some trouble for him, and come back and report to me immediately if there is anything."
Foster turned around and gave instructions to the girl next to him, his expression softening slightly.
Lian nodded slightly, placed the newly brewed cup of tea in front of Lamorlock, said "please use it" and left quickly.
"I'm extremely sorry...I was rude."
Lamorlock smiled and apologized again.
"It doesn't matter. After all, judging from the results, An was not harmed in any way, so neither I nor the law enforcement team will pursue this further."
Foster shook his head, and then asked straight to the point: "So, what is the purpose of your visit, the officiant?"
"An unkind invitation."
Lamorlock is a little bit Wringing his hands in embarrassment, he said: "If I remember correctly, like the previous comprehensive knight fighting competition, this year's [War League] should also be held during the exchange meeting, right?"
Foster raised his eyebrows slightly and nodded: "That's right."
"Well, as far as I know, that competition should be jointly organized by the major military academies in Academy City, with the theme of large-scale simulated confrontation 'Friendly exchange'."
Lamorlock coughed lightly and recalled: "Unlike the Comprehensive Knight Fighting Competition, the War League has no strength threshold. As long as it passes the basic deduction assessment of the jury, anyone can participate. Isn't that right? "
"Exactly, Priest Lamolock."
Foster nodded and said in deep thought: "Wait a moment... If I remember correctly, with Priest Lamolock. With your strength, you should have received the invitation from the organizer shortly after the exchange group arrived in Academy City and completed registration, right?"
Lamorlock pushed up his glasses with some embarrassment and said with a smile? : "That's true, but because my reputation wasn't very good at the time, and because I wasn't really interested in this kind of simulated battle, I refused without even thinking about it."
“Oh?”
Foster gave Lamorlock a meaningful look: "What do you mean?"
"It's hard to say, but actually I changed my mind."
Lamorlock Looking a little embarrassed, he said sarcastically: "[Danu Military Academy] seems to be the organizer of this War League. So I thought that if it were you, Mr. Foster, who is the captain of the law enforcement team and the president of the student union of that college, you might be able to let me participate in the audition."
"Audition?"
Foster opened his eyes in confusion and asked curiously: "What audition?"
"It's to participate in the audition for the League of War."
Lamorlock opened his hands and gestured, and said matter-of-factly: "I asked during the day today, and the audition registration has already been completed. It’s over. In that case, wouldn’t I just...”
"You are too upright."
Foster laughed dumbly and said helplessly: "You don't think that the organizer's previous invitation was to invite you to participate in the audition, right?" Lamorlock was at that time I was stunned: "Isn't it?"
"If someone like you is willing to accept the invitation, you will naturally be listed as a seed contestant."
Foster raised his index finger and shook it, and explained seriously: "Don't call it an audition. There is no need to participate in the top 32 of the knockout rounds."
Lamorlock was shocked: "Wouldn't that be unfair?"
"In fact, it's unfair for you to participate in the auditions and the previous rounds of eliminations."
Foster picked up the warm tea in front of him and took a sip: "Even during the exchange meeting, The players in the League of War are generally students, so it would be too cruel for them to compete with famous players like you for a promotion spot.”
Lamorlock nodded obediently and said suddenly: "It seems that this is really the case, well, although I am not a famous general..."
"In short, Lamorlock is the officiant."< br>
Foster smiled and said in a brisk tone: "If it is because of the competition quota, then you don't need to worry at all. The college will be very happy if they know that you have changed your mind and plan to participate. As a matchmaker, I will even get a few extra credits."
Lamorlock breathed a sigh of relief and joked: "Then what if we put on a show and pretend that I, a famous general, am blessed. Sir, you have been asking me for a long time before you reluctantly decided to participate in this competition. Can the credit reward be more?"
"Who knows~"
Foster shrugged, and slowly traced the edge of the table with his slender index finger: "So, Priest Lamorlock, may I ask you why you changed your previous decision and want to participate in the League of War?"
"It's like this..."
Lamorlock coughed lightly, trying to hide the excitement in his eyes, while explaining: "I was invited to join the comprehensive knight fighting skills before. The judging panel of the competition unexpectedly discovered that Pastor Hei Fan from the Dawn Sect also participated in this exchange meeting as a trainee, so... haha, how should I put it, he is also a priest, and he has studied that battle before My hands are a little itchy.”
[Priest Black Van? 】
Foster frowned, and soon remembered the deeds of this person, and hesitated: "I probably understand, but... as far as I know, that Black Van priest It seems that he was not invited by the organizer to participate in this War League. Did he participate in the audition? ”
"Eh?"
Lamorlock was stunned immediately and said in surprise: "Didn't you invite him?"
"As far as I know, no."
Fu Ste nodded and said thoughtfully: "I'm afraid it's because Pastor Hei Fan is still young, so he doesn't receive enough attention. And as a member of [Danu Military Academy], I also heard the lecturer analyze the incident that happened in Mi The bad news about Shajun... To be honest, it always felt a little too incredible. The lecturer at the time treated those pages of the official battle report as a joke, and the subject was not very polite."
"... …”
Lamorlock was silent for about five seconds, and then suddenly sneered. His whole aura suddenly changed, and his eyes filled with murderous aura and strong 'death aura' were filled with contempt and sarcasm: "[Dan Is this the only lecturer at the Slave Military Academy?"
"I will consider reporting your evaluation of the Black Van Priest to the academy, Priest Lamorlock."
< br>Foster completely ignored After noticing the dangerous aura exuded by La Morlock, he said lightly: "How about this, if we can let the Black Van Priest compete..."
"Of course I would like to compete with him."< br>
Lamorlock said without hesitation, the weird aura that had just faded away in an instant, and he asked tentatively like a shy big boy: "But won't that be too much trouble for you?"
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"I am also the president of the student union of [Danu Military Academy]. As the organizer of this academy, I have the obligation to make this league as good as possible. In fact, I am responsible for some related matters. , although it’s mostly about maintaining order and security.”
Foster shook his head and indicated that Lamorlock didn’t need to mind.
"That's great."
Lamorlock placed the cup of tea in front of him that may cause diarrhea, and the item description clearly stated 'may cause diarrhea' After finishing the drink, he stood up and said with a smile: "Then I will just wait for the good news?"
Foster nodded slightly and said softly: "Leave the rest to me. If it is confirmed that it is black Pastor Vatican is participating, we will find a way to notify you.”
"I owe you a favor, Captain Foster."
Lamorlock saluted Foster neatly and smiled: "Allow me to take my leave."
Foster, who always had a lukewarm attitude, also smiled: "Goodbye."
Just like that, the dream master came in a hurry. He left in a hurry and soon left the brightly lit law enforcement compound. Ten minutes later, he stopped in front of an alley in the Central District of Academy City and blinked at the unusually deep darkness beside him: " Sorry, Ms. Delphi, I seem to be late."
"Silence"
A sharp female voice rang in Lamorlock's ears. The next moment, along with an imperceptible murmur, an invisible wave spread quietly, covering a radius of about two meters with Lamorlock as the center.
A thin woman in black robe with disheveled hair quietly appeared in front of Lamorlock. Her pretty face was a bit dirty, her mouth painted with black lipstick had an exaggerated curvature, and her whole body radiated It has a dark, morbid atmosphere.
Delphi Lestrange, a heretic among heretics, the mainstay of the Northeastern Diocese of the Whispering Sect, with a violent, perverse, cold and cruel personality, is the cousin of Lucius Lestrange, and is also the His son Tom Lestrange is a blood relative.
“Nice to meet you, my Holy Son!”
The woman looked at Lamorlock with gleaming eyes and laughed exaggeratedly: “But we must be careful, This place is full of dangers, so things like what you just did Saying hello to me without taking any precautions is...yes...ah, it's a very dangerous behavior! Haha, whatever! All in all, devout Delphi Lestrange thanks you for calling me. , wish you good health! ”
"Hello, Ms. Delphi."
Lamorlock pushed up his glasses and chuckled: "I asked you to take a huge risk to come here for some unspeakable reasons. I have a...well, I'm sorry."
"Oh? Are you planning to pay your respects to me, Delphi Lestrange? ..."
"Bone, dear"
"What?"
"I need...your bones, Ms. Delphi Lestrange."
Chapter 1,179: The End
(End of this chapter)