Dear Enemy

After Melt came out, he found that Principal Oliver looked at him a little strangely.

However, the tone of the old headmaster was still very kind: "How did you talk?"

Melt shook his head: "Ulysses seems to have a very distrustful attitude towards our guide. Leaving aside the future spiritual integration, even the urgent need for spiritual sorting, I am afraid that he is not willing to cooperate with me."

Although his actions just now were a bit violent, they were not entirely for venting personal anger.Ulysses obviously has a preconceived prejudice against guides. When dealing with this kind of sentinel, reasoning is useless. Only by beating them down and letting them know how powerful you are can they take your words seriously.

The weak obey the strong, this is the iron law of many sentinels.

Principal Oliver scolded "Damn boy" in his heart, but he showed a wry smile on the surface: "There is a reason why this kid rejects the guide. When he was six years old, he was forced to do so by a senior guide because of a certain incident." The 'memory search', the terrible memory of that time has been kept in his heart, so..."

Melt said in shock: "For a mandatory 'memory search' for a six-year-old child, there is a guide who would do such a cruel thing?"

Principal Oliver nodded. Thinking of the scene back then, he couldn't help being sullen: "Fortunately, I found out in time and saved him, otherwise this child would have probably become an idiot."

"So that's the case." Melt lowered his head thoughtfully, and after a while, he spoke again, "Principal Oliver, don't worry, I will treat him patiently. I told him , come this weekend to pick him up to my office, to receive the first spiritual combing, and I will try my best to make him trust me."

After a pause, there was a hint of apology on his face: "I'm sorry, I seem to have made this decision without reporting it to you. However, I'm really not used to the atmosphere in the sentry tower, so..."

Principal Oliver reached out his hand to stop his words, with a face of understanding and relief: "I understand what you mean, no guide likes to stay in the sentry tower, after all, the pheromones of our sentries are too aggressive. But your office is in the Guide Association Well, Ulysses, can a sentinel go in there?"

Melt said affirmatively: "I will report this to President Guilford, and he will agree. Now I also have a few sentries who have signed a security and confidentiality contract, and I will give them mental health checks on a regular basis. I will give Ulysses also worked out a contract that might give him more confidence in my work ethic."

Principal Oliver's eyes flickered. Are you in charge of the three sentries... Little bastard, you need to work harder, otherwise the other half of the future will be easily snatched away by other sentries.

But he showed a look of relief on his face: "Oh, Ulysses is really lucky to have met such an outstanding guide as you. This child will be entrusted to you in the future. If he offends you in any way, you Tell me and I'll teach him a lesson!"

From these words, it can be heard that Principal Oliver takes special care of Ulysses, and their feelings are extraordinary.

Melt smiled silently.

When leaving, Melt stopped the old principal repeatedly, but he was still sent to the landing pad of the hover car by himself.After exchanging a few more pleasantries, Melt flew away in the car.

Seeing the hover car disappearing into the distant sky quickly, the old principal's face darkened, rolled up his sleeves, and rushed back to the quiet room just now.

Pushing open the door, Ulysses was in the bathroom, grinning in the mirror.

The old headmaster reprimanded him all the time: "You son of a bitch, how many times have I told you that you should greet Melt properly when you see Mert, but you... almost lost your popularity!"

Ulysses pointed to his nose and ears with dissatisfaction: "I am angry with him? He is angry with me! Old man, are you blind, didn't you see that my face is hurt!"

Principal Oliver snorted coldly with disdain: "You deserve it! Melt is an A-level guide, how can you be messed with!"

Moreover, this small injury, as long as there is no special guide factor, with the Sentinel's strong body, it doesn't need a night to heal completely.

Hearing this, Ulysses squinted his eyes: "Old man, have you lied to me? Do you know what the spiritual body of that guy is? White-bellied snake eagle, the natural enemy of my black mamba! You Are you sure that our spiritual compatibility is as high as 97%? If I marry that guy, wouldn't I be fighting for the rest of my life!"

Principal Oliver stared: "Is it necessary for me to lie to you about such an important matter! If you don't find a guide to sort out your spirit, you will die sooner or later!"

Ulysses snorted: "Anyway, I don't want this hypocritical and barbaric guide."

Oliver raised the corner of his mouth and said mockingly: "Yo, I know, you are afraid of him!"

Ulysses couldn't believe it: "What are you talking about, I'm afraid of a cowardly sissy?"

Principal Oliver gloated: "Don't quibble, who was pressed to the ground by a weak sissy... this... that..."

Seeing his ambiguous expression, Ulysses blushed angrily: "What is this and that, don't talk nonsense!"

Principal Oliver dug his ears, and said disdainfully: "In the end, you are afraid of him. Well, as long as you say this, I will change your guide."

Ulysses squinted his eyes, how could he fail to hear that Principal Oliver was provoking him, but if he wanted to say that he was afraid of Melt, it would be better to kill him!

Ulysses said gloomyly: "Isn't he just a guide, I will make him kneel on the ground and beg me one day!"

Oliver gave him a thumbs up: "This is the real man!"

Before turning around and going out, he said with an ambiguous face: "He told you that he will pick you up on the weekend, so prepare yourself well. This is your first date, Ulysses!"

A pillow hit the closed door.

the next day.

Melt went to work at the headquarters of the Guild of Guilds on Sapphire Star as usual.

His current job is Guilford's secretary, the president of the Guide Association. His daily work is not heavy, and he has a lot of room for promotion in the future, which can be regarded as a golden job.Of course, the more this kind of work, the higher the requirements for human ability and emotional intelligence.Otherwise, it's not that there are A-level guides who are older and more experienced than him, so how could it be his unmarried young man's turn to take this position.

When he was immersed in his work, there were two indicative knocks on the glass door of the office.

Melt looked up and saw his immediate superior came in with a cigarette in his mouth and his messy hair.

Guilford Bassey looks like a bearded, unkempt, sloppy uncle on the outside, but in fact he hides his secrets. He is a powerful SS-level guide, otherwise he would not be the president of the Guidance Association.

He didn't need Melt to greet him, and sat down on the chair opposite his desk, crossing his legs.Seeing his secretary getting up to make coffee, he immediately asked bluntly, "Add more sugar and milk."

Melt turned his head and said with a smile: "I'm sorry, President. I was instructed by Mrs. Juliana to control your daily sugar intake. She said, if you don't strictly control you, even your Sugar water is flowing through the veins.”

Gilford held his head and wailed: "My God, she even bought you. Melt, aren't you a sweet tooth? Do you have the right to control me?"

Melt looked serious: "I have to declare that I am a dessert gourmet with style and taste. I am very picky about my taste. Generally, low-quality sweets made in batches by machines cannot enter my mouth. Therefore, you and I There's something fundamentally different about this simple sugar-hungry, President."

Guilford stared at his secretary with a complicated expression: "Is it appropriate to speak to your immediate boss like this?"

Melt said sternly: "Because I am a principled and dignified secretary, I never lie to the leader."

"Okay, okay, you win. I didn't come to talk to you about the faction of sweet tooth lovers, let's change a more suitable topic." Gilford made a gesture of surrender, and the expression on his face immediately changed It became ambiguous, "Didn't you go to the Sentinel Tower for a blind date yesterday? How does it feel, the Sentinel who has a 97% spiritual compatibility with you?"

Melt handed him the coffee, and said calmly: "The other party is a snake-like spirit, and he doesn't seem to like me very much."

Guilford whistled: "What a dramatic development, your mental body is actually a natural enemy!"

Melt nodded, this situation was also something he hadn't thought of at first.Not to mention Ulysses doubts, even he himself finds it unbelievable, but the degree of spiritual compatibility is not deceiving.

Gilford looked at him for a while: "If you really don't like it, don't force yourself."

Melt smiled wryly and said, "I have a 97% spiritual compatibility with him. Teacher Laura will not give me the option to refuse."

Gilford waved his hand impatiently: "Don't listen to that stuffy old woman, doesn't she get along well with her sentinel husband? Their spiritual compatibility is as high as 84%! On the contrary, Juliana and I The spiritual compatibility of the two is only 71%, but we lived happily and successfully broke through to the SS rank!"

Melt said in surprise: "Really, the spiritual compatibility between Teacher Laura and her husband is as high as 84%? Then why..."

Principal Laura has been separated from her sentinel husband for many years. Except for the children's affairs and regular mental grooming, the two have basically no contact at ordinary times, and the relationship between husband and wife is very cold.This was already an open secret, and many students privately speculated whether it was because of the low spiritual compatibility between the two.

Guilford said earnestly: "So, let me tell you, whether a pair of guides and sentries are suitable for a lifelong partner is determined by many factors, and a single spiritual fit can't explain much. Of course, for the country , It’s a good thing. Having a guide with a high degree of fit can make the sentinel more effective in combat. But other than that, whether the relationship between the two is harmonious or not is not in the hands of the country and the government.”

He drank the coffee in his cup in one gulp, and finally said: "Melte, don't hang yourself on a tree, you have to think carefully about the important things in your life, it is impossible for our guide to get divorced!"

Melt looked at Gilford gratefully: "Thank you, President."

He knew that Guilford was showing his support against the pressure that Principal Laura was putting on him.

Gilford patted him on the shoulder one last time and left.