Mystery: Order and Disorder

"No, Grelint, I think you must have misunderstood something."

"My father asked me to find you."

"I asked my father about a reliable lawyer, and he recommended one to me, and told me that I could let you sit in as a paralegal, and maybe there would be some unexpected surprises."

It doesn't matter if it's not the main debate. I can absolutely not speak if I'm in the audience, unless I use my extraordinary ability to find some loopholes in the opponent's debate.

Grelint pondered for a while, and immediately decided to agree.

Such an opportunity can be said to be quite rare.

Even for a nobleman, it is not easy for Grelint to play the role of a lawyer.

Because clients with real interests will not choose a defense lawyer who is completely inexperienced, which is tantamount to courting death.

Generally speaking, most people recognize nobles as high status and enviable wealth, but usually do not recognize their professional ability.

Although it is true that it is.

"It turns out that, Hibbert, please thank the count for me. Praise the goddess, this is what I hope, maybe I can use this to understand this profession more accurately."

Grelint sincerely tapped his chest four times, forming a crimson moon.

It can only be said that it is fortunate that he has muscle memory, otherwise it would be difficult for Grelint to imagine what he would be like.

"Okay, then it's settled. I'll tell the lawyer to visit you on Monday morning to review the case."

"The official court date is Wednesday."

"You look tired? Grelint."

Indeed, this is not from physical fatigue, but from mental fatigue.

Grelint guessed that the possible reason was that taking the potion had a great pressure on the spirit.

In addition, his extremely sensitive senses made it a little difficult for him to get used to it.

"It's true, maybe it's just a temporary lack of habit."

Grelint changed his left hand to the cane, raised his hand and pressed his eyebrows.

"Perhaps you need to rest here? Go home after lunch?"

"Thank you for your kindness, Hibbert, but now I just want to go home and have a good sleep."

"I'm sorry to Audrey for me, and I hope to share the magic of extraordinary power with her next time."

Of course, this is just a pretext, Grelint is actually looking for a shooting club today, preferably one that can learn to fight by the way.

"Well, if you insist on leaving. Goodbye then, Grelint."

"Goodbye, Hibbert."

As an idle nobleman, Grelint is no stranger to guns. Although there is no strict gun certification, he has also practiced revolver shooting many times.

But that kind of practice seems more accurate to describe it as play.

By the way, it is also necessary to apply for a license for all types of weapons by the way. Well, some shooting clubs should have such channels.

"Go to the shooting and fighting club closest to home. Mel."

Leaving the earl's mansion, Grelint instructed his coachman Meldau.

"Okay, Mr. Mariano."

Queens is quite good in terms of public security and hygiene, and it does not have the garbage and even excrement that Grelint imagined in Europe in the Middle Ages.

There is still quite a bit of time before lunch, and Grelint hopes to sign up for the club in the morning and hurry home to rest. He is indeed extremely tired.

Is this a situation unique to the lawyer's route? The original book doesn't seem to have that new Sequence Nine, right?

Joffrey didn't mention anything similar.

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Veteran Officer Shooting Fighting Club... Grelint walked into the hall while meditating on the plain and straightforward name of the club.

At the front desk was a beautiful lady with brown hair in a formal suit. She glanced at Grelint and the footman Hash.

"Good noon, sir, what do you need?"

"I want to practice shooting and learn some fighting skills at the same time, ma'am."

As for the handling of all types of weapons, this is obviously not the business scope that a club front desk should have.

"No problem, sir. We have two services here. One is to become a student of the club. You can choose professional teachers as teachers according to different fees. Of course, shooting and fighting need to be registered separately."

"The second option is to join as a coach. You can freely designate any person to be a teacher, and if you have a knighthood, you can apply for a certificate of legal possession of weapons accordingly."

"Whichever you choose, you can enjoy the free firearms and fighting equipment provided by the club, as well as bathing facilities, lunch and afternoon tea."

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Well, I take back the idea just now.

It turns out that many aristocrats have used this kind of practice to practice shooting to apply for a gun certificate?

"Okay, I choose the second one and join as a coach."

Grelint didn't ask any further questions, nodded and smiled.

"It's our honor." The brown-haired lady smiled and nodded happily.

"When you become a member coach for the first time, you need to pay a one-time annual fee of 80 pounds, and then it will be 12 pounds per year."

Grelint nodded and motioned for Hash to count the seventy pound note.

Whether it is guns or fighting equipment, relatively speaking, there will be a certain amount of wear and tear. Therefore, the annual fee will be higher than the average social club.

This does not include the cost of consuming bullets. The club only provides free guns. If there is a lot of practice, the price of this part is not cheap.

After checking the anti-counterfeiting watermark, she put away the banknotes and took out a form.

"You fill in the basic information, I need to use this to open payment receipts and register member information."

Grelint picked up the pen and filled it out.

"Okay, Mr. Mariano. I'm Rashmi Bilal, your industrious servant."

"Please sit down for a while, the production of the unique membership badge is time-consuming, which may take more than ten minutes. As for the certificate of legal possession of weapons, UU Kanshu www.uukanshu.com This requires you to fill in a written application and hand it over to you for your designation. A shooting instructor is just fine."

"Do you want tea or coffee? Your Excellency."

"Black tea, thank you."

For Hash, Grelint didn't specifically choose coffee to avoid revealing the filling. It's reasonable to change the flavor occasionally, isn't it?

With the Marquis black tea, Grelint picked up the Backlund Daily on the table.

The air pollution in Backlund is getting worse and worse. The newspaper listed a series of tragic cases of illness and death caused by air pollution, and called on the upper house to introduce laws to deal with it.

Grain prices continue to rise, hoping to repeal the Grain Act.

There was a gas explosion in the East District, six people were killed, and no one was injured...

This is a Beyonder battle, right? The gas explosion shouldn't cause only the dead but not the injured.

Grelint questioned silently.

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After half an hour, the special badge and membership card were made.

This is a gold badge with a micro-engraved revolver and dagger on the front, and a debossed pattern on the edge.

The shading on the back is the coat of arms symbolizing the Viscount, and the upper layer is his full name.

Due to the rapid development of society and the rise of a large number of ordinary rich people, the old-fashioned way of showing identity is actually very rare now, and Grelint can only barely identify it.

The membership card is a hard cover, which contains detailed personal information, the benefits that can be enjoyed, the price of various additional consumption and so on.

These include, but are not limited to, borrowing a club kitchen, buying bullets, buying sports-friendly clothing, and more.

It can be said that the service is quite perfect.

Of course, the price is not friendly either.