Gardner Martin's butler, Faustino, did not leave after taking Lumian into the room. Instead, he opened his arms and said with a smile: "Welcome, new brother."
"You are also a member of the Iron Cross." Lumian was a little surprised at first, but then thought it was natural.
The butler is the owner's eyes, ears, hands and feet. It is impossible for Gardner Martin to hide many secrets from the butler. Therefore, either develop the butler into a member of the Iron Cross, or find a member of the Iron Cross.
Members, come and be stewards.
Lumian's eyes swept across Faustino's slightly gray temples, relatively sunken eye sockets and light blue eyes, and he hugged back: "Thank you."
Faustino, who had a more serious temperament and was dressed close to the butler, walked to the dining table, pulled out a chair on the west side, and said to Lumian: "Sit here."
Lumian nodded lightly and sat down in a relaxed state, as if he were back at home.
Of course, thanks to Aurore's teachings, he did not have the habit of raising his legs, crossing his feet, and placing them on the edge of the dining table.
Faustino sat down next to Lumian, and Jenna explained: "There will be some brothers coming later."
A quarter of an hour later, several other members of the Iron Cross arrived, and under Faustino's introduction, Lumian hugged them one by one.
They are: Vincent Lorraine, who represents Gardner Martin in the operation of Lister Pier. This man is less than thirty years old and does not wear glasses. He has black hair and blue eyes common in India. He has a gentle appearance and a slim figure.
He is thin, his hair is neatly combed back, and he is not much different from a common company employee.
Lumian intuitively believed that he was not an Extraordinary of the hunter path, and felt a little confused about this. How did he pass the vigil?
Parsifal, who helps Gardner Martin manage the yard and freight company, looks like a middle-aged man that can be seen everywhere. His brown hair is neither long nor short, slightly messy, and his brown eyes look like they are smiling when they are smiling.
He is quite friendly, but once he shows no emotion, he will make people feel very cold and afraid to approach him.
Albus is not responsible for specific affairs and seems to be walking in the dark. His hair seems to be dyed a little red, and his brown eyebrows and eyes are very sharp. Overall, he is a good-looking young man who seems to be hard to like.
There is also an acquaintance of Lumian, Bloody Palm Black of the Savoyard Party, the manager of the Honest Market. He is in his thirties, wearing formal clothes, with brown hair and blue eyes, a round face, and always a smile on his face.
With a warm smile, he always smokes a cigar slowly and slowly.
Lumian had always suspected that within the Savoy Party, there was an official member of the Iron Cross who represented the will of Gardner Martin and secretly monitored various activities in the market area and the Savoy Party, but he did not expect that that person actually existed.
Blood Palm Black has a weak sense of touch.
He originally thought it was Baron Brignel or Christo the mouse.
He felt that the latter might have acted as an observer in the last transaction. Now looking at Black, Lumian felt that his temperament was somewhat similar to that of Gardner Martin.
Counting Faustino and himself, there were six members of the Iron Cross present.
Lumian used to always slander the Savoyard Party, whether it was too much for such a regional gang to have five or six Beyonders. But now, he takes it for granted.
As a secret organization with a history of two to three hundred years, it is normal for the Iron Cross to have such a background. Even its peripheral branches will enjoy a lot of resources.
After exchanging pleasantries, the butler Faustino introduced the things on the table to Lumian.
"In the following ceremony, the wine glass is our weapon, which can also be used as a cannon. Red wine is an ordinary explosive, white wine is a powerful explosive, food is a material, and a knife and fork is a sharp sword."
Lumian listened quietly. The more he listened, the more he felt that there was something wrong with the minds of these people. They were too self-aware.
In other words, this has some occult meaning. After Faustino finished speaking, Gardner Martin, who had changed into a tuxedo, walked into the room.
Wearing an Iron Cross inlaid with red gemstones on his chest, he stood to the east of the long dining table, facing the six members sitting on the west side.
With a sweep of the ground, the five members except Lumian stood up at the same time, very neatly.
Oh, Lumian sighed with emotion in his heart and stood up.
"Good evening, sir." Faustino, Black and others bowed to greet each other in no particular order. Lumian was a little slow.
Gardner Martin pressed down his right hand, motioning for everyone to sit down, and then said with a smile: "When the supervisor comes, we will officially start the ceremony. Charles, let me tell you first what the core layer you want to join represents.
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Gardner Martin looked into Lumian's eyes and his tone gradually became serious: "We all belong to a secret organization with a history of hundreds of years. It's called the Iron Cross."
Lumian did not deliberately show surprise or astonishment, after all, it was a relatively ordinary-sounding name.
The dark red-haired young man sitting at the edge of the dining table didn't think. He opened his mouth as if he wanted to say something, but was stared back by Gardner Martin.
The leader of the Iron-Blooded Cross returned his gaze to Lumian's face: "Nearly three hundred years ago, several big figures jointly established the Iron-Blooded Cross. They believed that gods were just more powerful extraordinary beings, regardless of their origins.
In any aspect, no matter how weak the Extraordinary is, they are fundamentally different from ordinary people. Our philosophy is that no matter what method is used to obtain extraordinary power, they should be recognized, receive corresponding status and treatment, and be superior to others.
Above ordinary people, the two major churches and governments are only willing to recognize the extraordinary people they have trained, and stipulate that extraordinary powers should not be exposed to ordinary people as much as possible."
"This is an act that goes against nature and the trend of history. We must change it. This also means that we will be in trouble with the government and the two major churches. But you don't have to be afraid. We are powerful enough and have real fighting gods."
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"In the future, if the two major churches are willing to allow extraordinary people to appear in the world and recognize the status of wild extraordinary people, it is not impossible for us to cooperate with them. Simply put, the ultimate goal is to overthrow the government and establish a country where extraordinary people serve as managers at all levels.
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Lumian interpreted Gardner Martin's words from his own perspective.
Gardner Martin glanced at the six members of the Iron Cross sitting across from him and smiled again: "The power of our Iron Cross is mainly concentrated in Intis, and more than one-third of it is in Te.
Lille, you have also seen that in the market area alone, we have so many powerful and not weak brothers, and there are even more extraordinary people who are indirectly controlled by us."
"I am the commander, responsible for leading you and handling various affairs in the market area. Above me, there are several branch presidents, who can also be called deputy commanders. Each of them is a true and powerful demigod.
"Beyond the branch president is the president of our Iron-Blooded Cross, also called the legion commander. He is mysterious and terrifying."
"Below me is a non-commissioned officer. When we have more than ten brothers in the market area, I will appoint two non-commissioned officers to help me manage. The non-commissioned officers can get more resources and more powerful help."
Is this an army game? Lumian started by guessing from the names of the different levels of the Iron Cross.
Gardner Martin glanced at the door and said: "In addition to these, we also have a supervisor. Each supervisor acts independently and inspects the areas under the jurisdiction of different officers."
"In the future, if something goes wrong with me and I behave abnormally, you must find the supervisor as soon as possible and report the situation to him. Likewise, if you find that the supervisor has done something abnormal, tell me immediately."
Having said this, Gardner Martin said to Lumian with a playful smile: "Char, I would like to introduce you to the supervisor in charge of the market area, Olson."
Lumian followed Gardner Martin's fingers with some confusion and turned his gaze to the door.
The next second, a tall and thin man wearing a blue vest and black formal suit walked in from outside.
The man had short brown hair, brown eyes, thick eyebrows, and a thick and messy beard. He looked like a hungry male bear.
Lumian's eyes instantly enlarged and he recognized who Supervisor Olson was.
He is the trader, the trader who met Lumian, Christo, and Simon underground.
Lumian clearly remembered that he was a monster, with only his head and a blood-stained spine left. He was being chased by other headless monsters. Both were very dangerous. But now, he came to the ground and appeared in Canada.
Dana Martin's home.
Lumian couldn't help but look at Olsen's hands and saw the pale skin and the small suitcase being carried. He had a body again? Was he and the headless monster merged into one?
Lumian looked at Olson with thoughts and walked to Gardner Martin's side.
He began to suspect that the two monsters he met when he completed the transaction were phantoms created by Olson, and that he himself was not abnormal.
Since trading is a test, it is not surprising that the monster is fake, but it is too real.
Lumian watched suspiciously as Gardner Martin and Olson each took a goblet and said to everyone present: "Load explosives."
Albus, Parsifal and other members of the Iron Cross placed a goblet in front of them and poured the attractive red wine into it.
Is this loading explosives? Lumian remembered Faustino saying that wine glasses are weapons or cannons, and wine is explosives.
After he loaded the cannon with explosives, Gardner Martin shouted: "Stand up and hold the weapon in your right hand."
The next second, everyone stood up and placed their right hands on the goblet filled with a lot of red wine.
"Raise weapons." Gardner Martin issued the new order.
At the same time, he raised the wine glass to his chest.
Lumian clicked his tongue and imitated the actions of the surrounding members.