Chapter 1097 Old Friends and Old Friends

When the drama master resigned, Barov immediately came forward, his eagerness and regret evident in his words, "Your Majesty, why don't you agree to his request? That is synonymous with Greycastle drama, and other theater troupes can't even ask for it! I It’s not that the Star Flower Troupe is not good, but when it comes to reputation, Ms. Mei is still a little behind. If Cajun Faith is allowed to join, Star Flower will be the well-deserved number one troupe in the kingdom! Even if he knows nothing about the Phantom, just by virtue of With the name Cajun, you can attract a large group of actors, and the troupe does not have to worry about lack of manpower.”

Roland rolled his eyes at him, "Haven't you ever heard that the easier it is to get something, the less you will cherish it?"

"Uh..." The old manager couldn't help but be startled, "Excuse me for being ignorant, who or what book said this?"

"I said it." Roland pretended to be serious and said, "This is human nature, do you understand? He has been attracted by the demonic shadow and will stay in Neverwinter City no matter what. In this case, a difficult assessment is naturally better than a direct assessment. Agreeing will impress him even more, and he will even be grateful for the opportunity I gave him. Otherwise, he will feel that everything is taken for granted. This is the difference between the two."

He paused for a moment, "Besides, Mei Yi can only be called a disciple in front of Ka Jin. With a drama master, the Star Flower Troupe can still be called Star Flower. Participating in the filming of Phantom Film is not a big problem, so joining is unnecessary. With him here Outside the group, it can also put some pressure on the juniors.”

"You...are right." Barov hesitated, "It's just about going to Wolf Heart as an envoy."

"There's nothing better," Roland interrupted directly, "That's his own choice. I also want to see what kind of drama Cajin can perform in the end. Having said that, you If you have time to worry about others here, have you completed the statistical work I assigned you? If not, just do it quickly!"

"Yes, Your Majesty...I take my leave!" Barov quickly bowed his head and saluted, turned around and exited the living room.

"You are really becoming more and more like a king, Your Majesty Wimbledon." Nightingale appeared from behind and narrowed her eyes slightly.

"Ah haha...praise, praise, reward," Roland suddenly had a bad feeling in his heart. He hadn't heard the other party use honorifics for a long time. "With our relationship, you don't need to use such a formal title..."

"But why do I feel that being too close is not good?" Nightingale said with her arms crossed, "'The easier it is to get something, the less you will cherish it.' So this is what you think." It seems that I have to be careful not to be too nice to you. In addition, Anna must be reminded not to let anyone get too proud. "

Roland felt cold sweat break out on his forehead, "Well, after all, humans are humans and demon shadows are demon shadows. The two are not the same thing! And I didn't say this first."

"But you agree with it," Nightingale hummed. "The magic power in your chest tells me that it is at least 5.50% credible."

Now his ability to identify lies is accurate to one decimal place. Roland wiped his forehead, wait... chest? He remembered Agatha saying that although the witch's magic power would take on the shape of a cyclone under observation, it was not an entity and would not really gather in a group, but flowed in every corner of the body.

"Did you really have the ability to use it just now?" Roland questioned.

"Pfft," Nightingale laughed out loud, "It seems that you discovered it. But those words were indeed said by you yourself. If other sisters heard it, would they also feel that they were "taken for granted" treated? "

"Five bottles of Chaos Drink." Roland launched a bribery strategy.

"Ten bottles, each with a different taste." Nightingale licked her lips.

"Too much will make others suspicious..."

"What do you suspect?"

"Well, I mean it feels unfair."

"Don't worry, no one can find out what I want to hide."

"Eight bottles, if it's too easy to get, it will"

"Um?"

"No, it's nothing, I'll think about it again..."

…

In the end, Roland signed this "unequal terms" at the cost of ten bottles of Chaos drinks.

Looking at Nightingale who returned with a victorious look on her face, hugging the dried fish and chewing it with relish, he shook his head in confusion.

In the evening, Barov tallied up the list of all visitors. "Ms. Shujuan and I compared family records and transfer contracts, and based on the principle of giving priority to the former, we determined the first batch of candidates to go to the Fertile Plains, a total of one thousand More than 600 people." He reported on the phone, "Relevant visit plans are also being formulated. If everything goes well, they will be able to set off in two days."

"Very good." Roland felt sincerely satisfied with the operational efficiency of the administrative office. He was worthy of being the minister-in-chief he had trained. "Let's implement it as soon as possible."

"Yes! It's just that, Your Majesty, one of the workers registered as the handover person is a witch."

"Witch?" He raised his eyebrows.

"That's right, the worker's name is Snake Ya, he comes from Changge District, and he was originally a street rat; the witch is Miss Bai Zhi."

Blank paper? Roland suddenly remembered that when Pero sent her here, he did mention her identity and a small dispute that happened to happen. Could this person be her former companion?

"Should I ignore it?" Probably because he had not spoken yet, Barov took the initiative to ask, "After all, Miss White Paper has nothing to do with her past life."

Roland interrupted his thoughts, "Of course not. She said goodbye to her life as a rat, not her past companions. Don't forget, the key to fundamentally eliminating rats is to transform them. No matter what their previous status was, they should not be treated differently. .”

The former street rat, now the expedition worker... He raised the corner of his mouth slightly. In terms of time, the two of them had been separated for almost two years, and they probably didn't even know what each other had become. Even so, my companion still wrote the other person's name on the handover contract, which feels really good.

"I will notify Bai Zhi," Roland finally ordered. "The rest can be implemented as planned."

"As you wish, Your Majesty."

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In an open space southwest of Tower No. 1 site, the First Army was holding a simple funeral.

Nearly three hundred white tombstones stand neatly in the Yingying grassland, looking solemn and orderly. Although nothing was buried under the stone monument, everyone stood in awe, as if their departed comrades were standing in front of them.

“Here sleeps the brave men who died defending Tower One Station.”

"Facing the ferocious and terrifying enemy, they did not retreat even a step."

"Because they know that Graycastle is behind them."

"They are both His Majesty's sword and the high wall for the people of the Kingdom."

"Their names will always be remembered by us."

"Their will will be ours."

"For His Majesty the King, for the Kingdom of Graycastle."

"salute!"

Under the leadership of Iron Ax, everyone raised their right hands in unison and said goodbye with a military salute.

Lightning quietly landed on a barracks.

Among the people in the front row, she saw a familiar figure.

The driver of the Black River.

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