Extraordinary Rise: Starting Contract with the Silver Dragon Countess

Chapter 172 Military Control Team!

Cohen had greeted Adair before, and he would also be present at the first interview and assessment of the Military Intelligence Bureau.

Adair naturally had no objection to this. Letting the first batch of members of the Military Intelligence Bureau get to know His Majesty the King would be of great benefit to Cohen's future control of this agency.

However, when she heard that the inspection was to be conducted at the Earl of Middleton's residence, Adair's face showed obvious worry.

Fortunately, Prince Hauge asked for her to go with Cohen, so Adele agreed, but still requested that a royal guard be sent to provide secret protection.

The leader of the Royal Guards, Cohen, directly ordered Snape's nephew, his chief of guards, Donald Middleton.

Tang Nuo was also appointed by Cohen as the director of the Communications Department of the Military Intelligence Bureau, and in the future he would be responsible for contacting the Military Intelligence Bureau's secret agents and station chiefs across the country.

Also traveling with Tang Nuo was Her Majesty the Queen's attendant knight, Asuna.

Her Majesty the Queen meant to have Asuna also take up a position in the Military Intelligence Bureau.

This was exactly what Cohen wanted.

Cohen introduced Hermann and Tang Nuo to each other. They were the few people in Florence who knew Cohen's true identity and background.

As they were talking, Nephthys whispered:

"Weisel of the Pale Wings has arrived."

Cohen nodded slightly and waved his hand to signal Herman to hide behind.

His identity is too sensitive to be known to Wiesel yet.

Not long after, Visser walked in slowly.

The head of the Florence branch of the "Pale Wings", Mr. Modo's nephew, Visser Adam, who was rescued from the "Black Tomb" by Cohen, seemed more calm and capable than before.

After Visser entered the room, he saw Cohen sitting on the main seat. He was startled, then immediately became solemn and bowed.

Wiesel is still unaware of Cohen's true identity. He received a message from Cohen and came here to participate in the recruitment of personnel for the Military Intelligence Bureau.

He didn't know that the King in front of him was the famous "Lord of Shadows".

Wiesel also heard that Effiin was going to set up a secret intelligence agency.

It has to be said that there are no secrets in Florence now. Visser himself learned from more than one channel about the content of Queen Effien's conversation at the cabinet meeting that morning.

Judging from the information revealed, this intelligence agency has enormous power, and it is estimated that many people will be trying their best to get in.

But what he never expected was that shortly after he learned of this information, while he was still evaluating the impact the establishment of this intelligence organization would have on his work in Aifeiin, the "Lord of Shadows" sent him a message!
The other party actually claimed that he was the head of the intelligence agency called the Military Intelligence Bureau, and hoped to be appointed as a director of the Military Intelligence Bureau!
After hearing the news, Wiesel was so excited that he couldn't express it in words.

I was surprised by the handwriting of the "Lord of Shadows", and I was also excited to have his complete trust.

He had long known about the close relationship between the "Lord of Shadows" and his young lady, so he agreed to the other party's suggestion without any hesitation.

After receiving the instructions, he hurried to take up his post, but he did not expect to see His Majesty the King of Effiin as soon as he entered the door.

This king, whose memory was frozen and whose mental state was only that of a child, actually attended the job interview in person.

He also saw Nephthys not far away.

He was also familiar with the warlock lady Wessel who was beside the "Lord of Shadows" and knew that she represented the "Lord of Shadows".

There was also Asuna standing solemnly not far away. Visser's heart tightened. He knew the other party's identity. She was the attendant knight recently appointed by Her Majesty the Queen. There was no doubt that she represented Her Majesty the Queen.

Visser suppressed his emotions, put his hands down and stood with a respectful look on his face.

Cohen looked at Wiesel who came in, his brows slightly raised. He arranged for Wiesel to be the director of the General Affairs Department of the Military Control Commission.

Responsible for the Military Intelligence Bureau's material procurement and allocation, life services, transportation, budget preparation and implementation, expense reimbursement accounting, special facility construction and personnel file management.

He is the true chief steward of the Military Intelligence Bureau, and it is most appropriate for the experienced "Pale Wings" executive Visser to take on this role.

Cohen didn't even say hello to Isabella. Relying on his status as Isabella's lover, he felt at ease poaching girls from the "Golden Wing Family".

Not long after, Prince Hauge and Snape also walked in.

Snape also brought with him a middle-aged officer with a stiff face and a reserved expression.

The officer was wearing a slightly old but still neat armor, with an upright posture and steady and powerful steps.

When the middle-aged officer saw Cohen, he immediately knelt on one knee and saluted respectfully:
"Major General Basil Burton, Vice-President of King's Military College and Director of the Military Command Department, greets Your Majesty!"

Cohen looked at the general who called himself Basil Burton. The other's eyes were firm, and there seemed to be the embers after the war, as well as unburned ambition in them.

However, his slightly trembling chin still revealed his inner excitement. When facing His Majesty the King, a complex emotion of awe and desire to be valued was intertwined in his heart.

Cohen had heard Snape mention this person. He was Snape's staff officer when he was leading the troops.

He has extraordinary cultivation at the peak of the sixth level and is considered to be more talented in the army.

Later, after Snape lost power due to his conflict with Prime Minister Angus, General Burton was also ostracized and suppressed, and remained depressed.

Only recently, at Snape's suggestion, he took the initiative to apply to leave the front-line troops and return to the military academy.

This was also the founder of the "Issin Society", who helped Cohen win over a large number of ambitious and passionate young people loyal to the royal party.

Cohen said sincerely:

"You are a national hero, the Corleone family will never forget you!"

General Burton felt a surge of blood in his heart. The Corleone family will never forget you!

Is there any guarantee more convincing than this?
Now, even if Cohen asked him to lead his troops to surround the Prime Minister's Office, he wouldn't even frown.

General Burton's voice became generous:
"I will be loyal to the royal family and to Your Majesty, and I will die for you!"

Burton paused, his voice still full of emotion:

"Be a lone minister and a wicked son, forge a heart of iron and blood, a heart of loyalty to the death, a heart of loyalty to the royal family!

Your Majesty, this is the fundamental purpose of our founding the One Heart Society!"

Cohen smiled in his heart, great, great, this is the kind of loyal and fearless general that I need under my command!
Burton, a small major general, naturally didn't know about the political struggles at the top, nor did he know that the king in front of him was hit by a forbidden spell called "Memory Freeze".

In his opinion, the other party's power was only usurped by the she-wolf of the Angrian family, and he would regain the royal power sooner or later.

At that time, those who had stood firmly behind the king early on would have been able to rise to the top in one step.

Snape, who was standing by, saw that General Burton seemed to want to express his loyalty a little longer, so he coughed lightly and gave him a look.

General Burton came to his senses and thought something was wrong.

I am just a small major general and should not take up His Majesty's precious time like this.

He secretly looked up at His Majesty and found that the other party was not impatient. He felt relieved a little, bowed again, and stood aside.

At the same time, he was also looking at the few people who came here inconspicuously.

In addition to Prince Hauge and Earl Middleton who came in with him, there were also two beautiful ladies and a calm man.

General Burton had heard Snape's introduction to the two beautiful ladies before.

These two people are openly around Her Majesty the Queen. They are in high positions and have great power and should not be underestimated.

The other young man looked vaguely familiar, and I must have seen him at a banquet somewhere.

However, those who can enter this room at this time must be His Majesty the King’s most trusted subordinates.

Seeing that most people had arrived, Cohen gave Nephthys a subtle wink, and the latter understood.

Nephthys stepped forward, her expression serious, and said to everyone in a deep voice:

"Those present here are the future leadership team of the Military Intelligence Bureau.

I will briefly inform you about your respective future positions and we can get to know each other.

Prince Hauge Corleone, you will serve as Deputy Director of the Military Intelligence Bureau and Director of the Discipline Inspection and Personnel Department.

Lord Snape Middleton, you will serve as Deputy Director of the Military Intelligence Bureau and Chief of the Florence Station.

Ms. Asuna Iliad, you will serve as the director of the Military Intelligence Bureau's confidential office.

Mr. Wiesel Adam, you will serve as the Director of the General Affairs Department of the Military Intelligence Bureau.

Mr. Donald Middleton, you will be the Director of the Communications Department of the Military Intelligence Bureau.

General Basil Burton, you will be the Chief of Operations of the Military Intelligence Bureau.

There is also a comrade named "Shen Hai" who will serve as the director of the secretariat of the Military Intelligence Bureau.

As for me, I will serve as Assistant Director and Director of the Finance Department."

After the division of duties was completed, Nephthys distributed several files to everyone and said:

“These are the outstanding students selected by Deputy Director Earl Middleton from the King’s Military College. They are the ones we are assessing this time.

According to the director, this time we need to select a special operations team of at least 30 people to recruit sufficient manpower for our next operation.

This screening process must be kept strictly confidential. Each personnel file will eventually be filed with Ms. Asuna, the director of the confidential office, and must not be disclosed to any outside parties.

The security task of this work is under the charge of Prince Hauge, Deputy Director and Director of the Discipline Inspection and Personnel Department.

Please strictly abide by work discipline. This notice is complete."

Everyone was solemn at the same time.

Immediately afterwards, Prince Hauge also exuded an extraordinary aura of legendary level, enveloping the entire Earl's Mansion. No movement could escape his perception.

As soon as Nephthys finished speaking, she looked at Basil.

General Burton immediately understood that the candidates being interviewed this time were all outstanding graduates of King's Military College and were his people.

To be more precise, they are all core members of the "Issinkai" developed by him, so he is responsible for taking over the subsequent work.

Cohen then spoke:
"No need to bring them in one by one. Bring four people in at a time. I have set up a small test here that requires four people to complete."

Burton's face immediately turned serious. He replied loudly, "Yes," then strode out of the room and headed towards a side hall in the Earl's Mansion.

……

In a reception room in the northwest corner of the Earl's Palace, about forty or fifty young and tall military academy students, wearing neat military uniforms, were lined up in an orderly manner.

Although there were sofas and chairs for rest in the living room, no one was sitting there.

This is the Earl's Palace!
It is the residence of the cabinet minister!

These young students were born into common families and were at most small landlords or minor nobles. How could they have ever seen a high-ranking official of this level?

Not only that, they had just seen their Vice-Chancellor, General Basil Burton, pass through the door, accompanied by a man they had only seen in official brochures.

Hauge Corleone!
Your Highness!

Their hearts were instantly filled with surging emotions. They had only heard from Principal Burton that they had founded the "One Heart Society" to defend the dignity of the royal family, and they were all members of the royal family. But they had never seen a member of the Corleone family. Sometimes, late at night, they would secretly wonder to whom they were loyal.

Is Principal Burton fooling them?

But today's scene made them instantly put these little thoughts to rest, and they no longer had any doubts!

The students' young faces were filled with anxiety and expectation, and they glanced out the door from time to time.

Although they tried hard to steady their breathing, their slightly trembling shoulders still betrayed them.

They must consider whether this is the only chance in their lives, a chance to leap over the dragon gate and rewrite the fate and future of their family!

A student named Fingle looked particularly out of place in the queue.

His hands kept fiddling with the buttons on his uniform, sometimes unbuttoning and then buttoning them again. Fine beads of sweat had already appeared on his forehead and slid down his dark face, but he was still completely unaware.

The rough and sturdy body and the tense and cramped expression form a sharp contrast.

In terms of family background, he is the lowest among the members of the "Yixinhui".

He was born in the poorest mountainous area in the west of Aifein. His parents died early and he was raised by his grandfather who repaired shoes for people.

Fortunately, God gave him a good brain and a talent for cultivation.

Without any guidance from anyone, he had already reached the peak of the third level at the age of 24.

His clever mind also enabled him to be admitted to the King's Military College and become a student of the Military Command College.

He was noticed by General Burton and became a member of the "Issin Society".

As soon as he joined the organization, Finkel quickly demonstrated great loyalty and diligence, and was gradually regarded as a core member by General Burton.

Finkel didn't think too much about it. Normally, a wealthy man in the village could show off in front of him, but now a general took the initiative to extend an olive branch to him.

He had no reason to hesitate and could only give everything he had in return.

And now he is about to face the small group of people at the top of this country.

The fact that Finkel has been able to hold on until now without fainting from excitement is a testament to his outstanding mental strength.

"Fingal, relax and don't lose face for our Yi Xin Society!"

Not far away, a tall young man with a straight back, like a pine tree, spoke in a low voice.

Compared with the others, the tall young man seemed much calmer and more composed. He stared quietly ahead, his hands hanging neatly at his sides. He had been in the same posture since he entered the room, like a statue.

Eric Burton, President of the One Heart Society.

Just by looking at his surname, you can tell that he is not an ordinary person.

This person is a nephew of General Burton's family. Although the relationship is distant, they are still blood relatives and happen to be studying at King's Military College.

After returning to the military academy to take up his post, General Burton immediately inspected his nephew and then handed over the "Yixinhui" to him for development.

As a member of the Burton family's side branch, Eric naturally did his utmost to carry out General Burton's instructions. Eric has made an indelible contribution to the development of the One Heart Society to its current scale.

Finkel responded nervously and asked:

"President, what important people do you think we can meet today?"

A teasing female voice came from the side:

"Fingal, if I tell you that His Majesty the King and Her Royal Highness the Queen are waiting to summon you inside, will you faint immediately from nervousness?"

Suddenly, several low laughs were heard one after another nearby.

Finkel's face also turned red.

The one who spoke was Lucia, the famous beauty of the military academy.

There were many people present who had a crush on her, and Finkel was naturally among them.

Eric coughed lightly, signaling everyone to be quiet, and then whispered:
"I asked around yesterday, and the principal said he didn't know either.

All we know is that we should gather at the Earl's Mansion today.

As you saw just now, His Royal Highness the Prince has arrived, but whether we can see him later is another matter.

As for the king and queen... haven't you listened to too many third-rate stories made up by those bards?

Is it possible for ordinary students like you and me to meet such a person?

To be honest with you, even our Headmaster Burton... was only received by the late King once when he was following Earl Middleton twenty years ago.

As for the current king, he hasn't even had a chance to see him!"

Lucia stuck out her tongue and said:
"I just said it casually to tease Fingle."

Eric's face remained expressionless as he said calmly:

"We are all comrades and brothers. Please don't make jokes like this anymore."

Lucia cast a coquettish glance at Eric and asked sweetly:

"Master President, do you know why you called us all here this time?

Are you going to assign us some tasks?"

Eric's eyes were calm, and he said lightly:
"Lucia, we are students of the military academy and are all active-duty soldiers. Please maintain the minimum decency and attitude of a soldier."

Lucia rolled her eyes, walked to Finger, touched his shoulder, and whispered:
"Silly boy, I heard that you are still repairing shoes for others all day long?
Don't you think it's embarrassing? "

Finger looked at the bright Lucia with a strange look and said:
"Is there anything shameful about repairing shoes to earn my living expenses and tuition?

And everyone praises my ability to repair shoes. If you don’t believe me, next time your shoes break, I’ll help you fix them and show you my skills.”

At this moment, a strange voice interrupted:

"Fingal, do you want to repair Lucia's shoes or take them off?"

After making a rather dirty joke, the tense atmosphere in the living room immediately eased a lot.

Finger's face flushed again and he said angrily:

"Hoffman, did I not beat you into submission last time?"

Hoffman immediately hid behind Eric and said frivolously:

"It's just a joke, don't get so excited."

Lucia also looked unhappy. She glared at Hoffman fiercely, twisted Finger's arm fiercely, and cursed inwardly:
"You're such a fool, you took my kindness for granted!"

Finkel pursed his lips tightly and said nothing.

It stands there like a black tower.

Eric shook his head slightly. He could clearly see that Lucia had some feelings for Finkel, but this kid was used to staying in the mountains and was too inferior.

He is also interested in Lucia, but he refuses to respond clearly and just keeps his feelings buried deep in his heart.

After all, no matter how poor Lucia was, her ancestors had generals, and now they were a baron family of moderate size, and her father was a major staff officer in the army.

He was born in a different world from poor commoners like Fingel.

The gap between the two is too big.

Eric's sigh didn't last long before his whole body tensed up and he said in a deep voice:
"Stand at attention!"

The originally loose atmosphere suddenly became tense, and everyone stood straight.

Soon, General Burton strode in through the door.

As soon as he entered the door he began to speak:
"Eric, Finkel, Lucia, and Hoffman, the four of you follow me.

The rest of you, stay where you are!"

A hint of excitement appeared in the eyes of several people. After saluting solemnly, they followed General Burton out of the living room.

When they were about to reach the reception room, Burton suddenly stopped and whispered:

"No matter what you see later, you must remain calm, understand?"

After saying that, before Eric and the others could react, he knocked on the door.

Eric and the others were confused by this sentence when they heard a steady voice in the room:

"Please come in!"

General Burton strode in first, followed closely by Eric and his companions, filled with doubts.

As soon as they entered the room, several eyes were directed at them.

Before Eric and the others could see who was in the room, General Burton in front of them shouted:
"I lead the 106th class of the King's Military College: Eric Burton, Finger Harvey, Lucia Crawford, and Hoffman Charlie.

Greetings to His Majesty, His Royal Highness, the Special Envoy, and the Minister!"

The series of titles instantly made Eric and the other three dizzy.

His Majesty?

Several people couldn't help but look up.

I found that on the main throne not far away, there was a tall and handsome young man sitting. His appearance was exactly the same as the portrait of the king and queen on the calendar published by Effiin every year.

Several people's bodies shook at the same time, even the usually calm Eric couldn't help but tremble slightly.

He glanced at Lucia, who was already scared silly, and wanted to ask, Miss, your mouth is much more clever than those charlatans in the Prophecy Church!

God have mercy on me, this is His Majesty the King!

The idea that kings have a divine right is deeply rooted in the hearts of these middle and lower class people.

To them, His Majesty the King is the eternally burning sun, the never-setting morning star, and the spokesperson of the gods.

They were actually summoned by His Majesty the King!
Everyone almost fainted from excitement.

At this time, it was Fingel, who had the lowest origin, who reacted the fastest. He immediately knelt on one knee and saluted deeply.

Eric followed closely behind, followed by Lucia and Hoffman.

Cohen raised his eyebrows slightly, looking at the dark-skinned, plain-looking young man who knelt first.

His files also came to mind.

(End of this chapter)