Quadruple split

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 had the strength to enter the high-level for the first time, the eldest lady of [Death Angel] still made an accurate judgment and reported it to Foster in a whisper at the first time.

The latter nodded slightly, adjusted his sitting posture slightly, reorganized his somewhat confused mood, and said slowly: "Come in."

Immediately afterwards, An, a senior cadre of the resident law enforcement team, a bespectacled man with a mushroom head, opened the door from the outside and walked slowly into the office.

Judging from his appearance as if he had not yet woken up, 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 Ann up, if nothing else, he should be the one behind the former who was wearing a silver trench coat with the same color as the law enforcement team uniform, but with a slightly different style. He was tall and slender, and was wearing a single piece. man in glasses.

The corners of his mouth are full of friendly arcs, and his slightly narrowed smiling eyes are very endearing. No matter what the situation is, as long as Lamorlock suppresses the morbid and weird temperament in his bones, and also disguises himself a little bit. , then no matter who the other person is, the first impression of him is generally 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 when she saw Lamorlock, and this time The details did not escape the eyes of Foster Ward and the person at the door.

Foster's expression remained unchanged, while Lamorlock's smile became even stronger.

"Captain, Sister Lian."

Trying hard to restrain his desire to yawn, An first greeted the two people in the room, then turned slightly sideways to Lamorlock and introduced: "This Mr. Lamorlock seems to have something to discuss with you, Captain. "

"Well, thank you for your hard work. You can go back and rest first."

Foster nodded and waited until An closed the office door from the outside before looking at the visitor at the door and smiling: "Hello, Priest Lamorlock, I have long admired your name."

"Haha, to be honest, what I'm most afraid of now is that others will tell me, 'I have admired my name for a long time.'"

Lamorlock shook his head with a wry smile, then walked slowly to the sofa that was perpendicular to Foster's desk and sat down: "If I may excuse you, Your Excellency, Captain Foster Ward, and this beautiful lady, I hope my unannounced visit did not cause any trouble to you two."

"Won't."

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 finishing speaking, she opened the drawer on Foster's right side and took out a pack of tea. Although it was expensive, it was usually used to entertain guests because no one liked to drink it. It was very pleasing to the eye. Make drinks with smooth technique.

Foster then raised his index finger to his chin and asked Lamorlock softly: "So, can you tell me what you just did to my subordinates?"

"It's just a little psychological hint, and I'm extremely sorry for that."

Lamorlock, who was sitting on the sofa, bowed to Foster and explained in a soft tone: "In fact, I came out on my own initiative this time, so time is tight, so..."

"Has the hint been lifted?"

Foster interrupted Lamorlock lightly and asked calmly: "Will there be any sequelae?"

"It was just a specious dream. It had dissipated long before that classmate An brought me here. As for the side effects..."

Lamorlock shook his head, spread his hands and said, "That was just a dream."

"Lian, go check on An's situation. If there is no problem, ask Spencer to find some trouble for him. If there is any problem, come back and report to me immediately."

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?"

"A merciless request."

Lamorlock wrung his hands in embarrassment and 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, nodded and said, "That's right."

"Well, as far as I know, that competition should be a 'friendly exchange' jointly organized by the major military academies in Academy City with the theme of large-scale simulated confrontation."

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 Lamoroch."

Foster nodded and said thoughtfully: "Wait a moment... If I remember correctly, with the strength of Lamorlock as the priest, you should have received the receipt soon after the exchange group arrived in Academy City and completed the registration. Are you invited by the organizer?"

Lamorlock pushed up his glasses with some embarrassment and said with a smile: "That's true, but I didn't have a very good reputation at the time, and I wasn't very 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 I actually changed my mind."

Lamorlock looked a little embarrassed and said sarcastically: "[Danu Military Academy] seems to be the organizer of this War League, so I thought if I were the captain of the law enforcement team and the president of the student union of that academy, Mr. Foster, maybe there is a way for me to participate in the audition."

"Audition?"

Foster opened his eyes in confusion and asked curiously: "What audition?"

"It's just to participate in the audition for the League of War."

Lamorlock opened his hands and gestured, and said with a matter-of-fact expression: "I asked during the day today, and it turns out that the audition registration has ended. In that case, wouldn't I just..."

"You are too upright."

Foster burst into laughter and said helplessly: "You don't think that the organizer's previous invitation was just to invite you to participate in the audition, right?"

Lamorlock was stunned at that time: "Isn't it?"

"If someone like you is willing to accept the invitation, you will naturally be directly listed as a seed player."

Foster raised his index finger and shook it, and explained seriously: "Let alone the audition, you don't need to participate before the top 32 of the knockout rounds."

Lamorlock was shocked: "Wouldn't that be unfair?"

"In fact, it would be unfair to make you participate in the auditions and the early 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. It would be a bit too much to let them compete with famous players like you for a promotion spot. It’s cruel.”

Lamorlock nodded obediently and said suddenly: "It seems that this is really the case, uh, although I am not a famous general..."

"Anyway, Priest Lamorlock."

Foster smiled and said in a brisk tone: "If it is because of the quota for the competition, 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 the matchmaker, I’ll even get a few extra credits.”

Lamorlock breathed a sigh of relief and joked: "Then if we put on a show and pretend that I, a famous general, have been entrusted by Mr. Foster for a long time before reluctantly deciding to participate in this competition, can we get more credit rewards? "

"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?"

"Is such that……"

Lamorlock coughed lightly and tried to hide the excited light in his eyes while explaining: "I was previously invited to join the judging panel of the Comprehensive Knight Fighting Competition, and then I accidentally discovered the Black Van Priest of the Dawn Sect. I also participated in this exchange meeting as a trainee, so... haha, how should I put it, as I am also a priest, and I have studied that battle before, I am 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, the Black Van priest did not seem to be invited by the organizer. To participate in this War League, did he participate in the audition?"

"Eh?"

Lamorlock was immediately stunned and asked in surprise: "Didn't you invite him?"

"As far as I know, no."

Foster nodded and muttered: "I'm afraid it's because Pastor Heifan 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 scene that happened in The bad news in Misha County... To be honest, it always feels a bit too incredible. The lecturer at the time told the official battle report on those pages 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 Are the lecturers at the Slave Military Academy only this good?"

"I will consider reporting your evaluation of Pastor Hei Fan to the hospital, Priest Lamorlock."

Foster completely ignored the dangerous aura exuded by Lamorlock and said lightly: "How about this, if we can let the Black Van Priest participate..."

"Of course I would want to spar with him."

Lamorlock said without hesitation, and the weird aura that he just had was instantly gone, and he asked tentatively like a shy big boy: "But won't that be too much trouble for you?"

"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 mostly to maintain order and security.”

Foster shook his head, indicating that Lamorlock didn't mind.

"It would be great."

Lamorlock drank the cup of tea in front of him that might cause diarrhea, and the description of the item clearly stated 'may cause diarrhea'. He stood up and said with a smile, "Then I'll just wait for the good news? "

Foster nodded slightly and said softly: "Leave the rest to me. If it is confirmed that Pastor Hei Fan will participate, we will find a way to notify you."

"I owe you a favor, Captain Foster."

Lamorlock saluted Foster neatly and said with a smile: "Allow me to take my leave."

Foster, who always had a tepid attitude, also smiled: "Goodbye."

Just like that, the dream priest who had come and gone in a hurry quickly 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 looked towards the deep and somewhat dark place next to him. Abnormal Darkness blinked: "Sorry, Ms. Delphi, I seem to be late."

"Silence."

A sharp female voice sounded 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, black-robed woman with disheveled hair quietly appeared in front of Lamorlock. Her good-looking face was somewhat dirty, her mouth painted with black lipstick was extremely curved, and her whole person exuded a dark and sick aura. .

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 also his son Tom Rice Strange 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 greeting me without taking any precautions like you just did... …It’s…ah, it’s a very dangerous behavior! Haha, never mind it! In short, the devout Delphi Lestrange thanks you for your summons and wishes you good health!”

"Hello, Ms. Delphi."

Lamorlock pushed up his glasses and chuckled: "I asked you to take a huge risk to come here because of some unspeakable reasons. I have a... um, merciless request."

"Oh? Are you planning to visit me, Your Highness the Holy Son? Visit me, Delphi Lestrange? Or do you want me to..."

"Bone, honey."

"What?"

"I need...your bones, Ms. Delphi Lestrange."

Chapter 1,179: End