The empire suffered heavy losses this time, but as the saying goes, it cannot be established without destruction. This is also an opportunity to reshuffle the forces. Anya's father plays a very important role in it, so naturally many people want to find him.
But the Protector is not a small person who can be seen casually, so many people focused their attention on Anya, hoping that she could help 'deliver a message'.
Anya has been harassed by these people since she woke up, and Luo Er has helped her out several times.
In order to avoid unnecessary trouble, Rohr's identity changed several times in Anya's mouth, including 'family swordsmanship teacher', 'senior military employee', 'private advisor to the Protector of the Country', 'special government agent' and so on.
"Anya, you look good today, how do you feel?"
Rohr walked into the ward and said hello with a smile.
Anya also gave a bright smile and replied:
"Hello, Uncle Luo Er, I have almost recovered."
"Good! Very energetic!"
Rohr nodded and turned his attention to the fat middle-aged man with a big belly. He was also a little curious. What kind of 'position' would Princess Anya give him today?
Who would have thought that Anya could say:
"He is Uncle Luo Er, Keli's father, who I mentioned to you."
Huh? There are no positions assigned today?
Luo Er was a little disappointed. He thought he could get a job as an office director or something today.
"I've admired you for a long time. I'm glad to meet you."
The middle-aged fat man smiled and extended his right hand towards Roel.
Luo Er reached out and shook his hand, and then heard Anya introducing next to him:
"Hehe, Uncle Luo Er, he is my father."
Luo Er couldn't help but be slightly startled...
Anya's father is the Lord Protector, Speaker of the House of Representatives, and the top leader of the imperial government...
Such a character is actually a fat man with a beer belly and a smile on his face?
Is there something wrong with this style of painting?
Where is your aura? Where is the majesty of your superior? Where is your demeanor as a duke?
The image of the Duke in Rolle's impression should be that of the Romanian vampire, right?
The image and temperament of the person in front of me are completely inconsistent!
Luo Er was stunned for two or three seconds before coming back to his senses. He quickly stretched out his hand to shake hands with the other person and said quickly:
"Ah... it's an honor to meet you, Mr. Speaker."
"My friends call me Andorn."
Anya's father smiled, a little too easy-going. He even put one hand on his chest, bowed slightly, and said sincerely:
"Mr. Rolle, please allow me to express my sincere respect and gratitude to you."
"This is partly to thank you for your outstanding contributions to the empire. I have heard of many of your deeds."
"On the other hand, I want to thank you for taking care of my daughter and thank you for saving her."
If the first half of the sentence was a bit formulaic, in the last sentence, Rohr really heard his sincerity and sincerity.
It seems that this father still cares about his daughter, and he does not hesitate to put down his posture to pay tribute to himself, a mountain man.
Rolle's impression of him became a little better and he replied:
"You are too kind. Anya often takes care of Kelly. She is a good child."
"Thank you, Keli is also a good child and the best young man in the empire."
The two fathers showed admiration for each other in their eyes, recognizing each other's level of education for their daughters.
"I wonder if Mr. Rolle will have some free time right now? I just have a few questions that I would like to discuss with you."
Speaker Andorn continued.
"Of course, I'm honored."
Roll nodded.
Although he was planning to go on patrol, since it was the speaker who invited him, he could only let it go for a while.
Moreover, he had a very good impression of the speaker. He had a very low profile, without any condescension or domineering attitude. He had an easy-going smile on his face, which made people willing to talk to him.
So the two chatted with Anya for a while, then left the ward and got into a high-end black steam car. It was longer, wider and more upscale than the one Anya usually rode in. There were also sofas and a small bar inside.
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The driver looked like an old man who looked like a butler, but he was not the butler Odo that Rolle was familiar with.
Speaking of which, Rohr hasn't seen Mr. Butler today. He should have been by Anya's side these days, almost as an inseparable personal protection, but he disappeared today?
Probably going to do other things?
In the passenger seat, there was a middle-aged man who was about the same age as Rohr. He had extremely sharp eyes. When he saw Rohr, he looked up and down, with some doubts and vigilance flashing in his eyes.
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It can be seen that this is probably a personal bodyguard.
Rohr didn't mind this kind of impolite look. It was other people's duties. Instead, he responded with a friendly smile.
I also noticed by the way that this man's dress was a bit strange. He wore a white glove on his right hand, but his left hand was directly exposed. It seemed a bit slovenly?
After the two got on the car, the steam car began to drive slowly along the street. The speaker moved his chubby body, took out a teapot and teacup from the bar, and asked:
“Is only black tea okay?”
Luo Er was slightly startled.
"Ah...thank you..."
A faint aroma of tea suddenly floated in the car.
After taking a sip of black tea, the Speaker said:
"There are mainly two issues I want to discuss with you. The first one is about your investiture ceremony. You also know that the current situation is not appropriate, so the investiture ceremony should be postponed for a while. I hope you don't
mind."
"I assure you that the Empire will never forget your sacrifice."
Huh? Medal award ceremony?
Luo Er felt a little excited and felt like he had got what he wanted.
The empire can finally recognize my merits!
In fact, in the past three weeks, he has occasionally thought about this matter in his spare time.
Before, I single-handedly entered the dangerous and unpredictable Bell Tower of the Imperial Capital, killed the administrator there, and then liberated that dreamland.
Naturally, I hope that more people will know about this lone heroic feat, and it would be best to make it a newspaper headline.
Forget about adapting an opera, it’s a bit shameful...
It's not that Rohr was very vain. He actually didn't publicize this everywhere, and he never mentioned the incident that day again. Most of his energy was focused on post-disaster reconstruction.
If this matter is forgotten in the end, he won't care much. Like in Duoduo Town, he didn't go to receive the reward in the end. There's nothing wrong with keeping a low profile.
It's just that if others take the initiative to bring up this matter, he won't deliberately hide it in order to keep a low profile. It is naturally good to be recognized by others for doing good things.
It's just a very common and ordinary mentality.
And compared to those false reputations, the main thing that makes him a little excited is the substantive issue of bonuses. If he can get a sum of money, he can go back to build roads in the village.
But having said that, everything I did in the dream before was only known to the little donkey, the little milk cat, my daughter and my students, right?
The little milk cat cannot speak, and the little donkey returns from the dream and returns to its cute little donkey form, and cannot speak either.
Jeanne has not seen anyone for two days. It seems that she was going to meet the envoys from the Restoration Sect or something.
It seems that the daughter should have told Anya what happened, and Anya then told her father.
Luo Er roughly went through the context of the incident in his mind, and then replied with a smile:
"Thank you very much. This is what I should do."
The Speaker also smiled and continued:
"Thank you for your understanding. Compared with this, I mainly want to talk to you about the second thing..."
"I plan to rebuild the Gray Ghost. I wonder if Mr. Rohr is interested in leading them?"
After hearing this, Luo Er was stunned on the sofa for several seconds before he came back to his senses and asked:
"Sorry, I didn't seem to hear you clearly?"
So the speaker repeated it again, and even the smile on his face softened slightly to show his seriousness and seriousness.
No, what’s up with this feeling of missing out on an entire season?
What is this gray ghost? Could it be the infamous gray skin?
What does it have to do with me? Why should I lead them?
Also, why is the bodyguard in the passenger seat in front of me so nervous for no reason? He looks like he wants to reason with me?
Luo Er complained in his heart, and then decided to put down his face and ask without shame.
"That...can you tell us in detail? Let's start with this 'grey ghost'?"
The speaker then introduced:
"The Gray Ghost was once a brilliant and glorious organization. When they were first established, they were directly affiliated with the royal family and handled some troublesome issues for previous emperors."
Luo Er understood these words, he was the Jin Yiwei from another world.
This kind of organization generally has nothing to do with glory. On the contrary, it tends to become notorious and frightening.
"Later, with the formulation of the Constitution and the establishment of the House of Representatives, Gray Ghost also separated from the royal family and became an independent agency under the jurisdiction of the government and responsible for domestic security."
"They have put in countless efforts and sacrifices to protect the empire in secret, and have produced many unknown but heroic deeds that can be praised and praised..."
"But because these things are done in secret, ordinary people have no knowledge of it and still maintain their previous stereotypes about them, resulting in many misunderstandings..."
Luo Er nodded doubtfully. Judging from this, this gray ghost is indeed the "grey skin" mentioned by the group leader and instructor.
The reputation is really bad...
But if the Speaker did not lie to him or whitewash it, then this gray ghost later successfully transformed into a secret agency such as the National Security Bureau, and then was misunderstood by various people, which makes sense logically.
Just like SHIELD is not loved by the American people.
"Afterwards, as the Scholars Association rose and gradually became stronger, there were many unpleasantnesses with the Gray Ghost. Many details cannot be explained in just a few words. If you are interested, you can check the internal files in the future."
"In short, the final result of the confrontation between the two sides was that Gray Ghost lost, and its powers and functions were deprived of a large number of powers. It was reduced to a marginal organization and could be disbanded at any time..."
"In order to save this and prove their worth, the first two leaders made some unwise moves, which left a bad impression on some people."
The speaker's words may sound tactful, but in fact they have explained the real origin of "grey skin" very directly.
After hearing this, Luo Er couldn't help but feel a little funny.
When I heard the group leader and instructor mention this gray-skinned guy before, I thought it was a little bit cool, like the kind of spy agency that specializes in inciting, instigating, and splitting evil organizations.
It turns out that the truth is that it is just a low-end organization that disturbs people just to enhance its presence.
This kind of thing is commonplace on earth, and Luo Er is not surprised at all, so he just smiles.
So the question is still, what does this matter have to do with myself?
The speaker then opened his mouth to explain:
"In the previous attack, the Scholars Society suffered very serious losses, and it will be difficult to recover for a while, so I think now is the best time to rebuild the Gray Ghost."
"I believe that with your wisdom, you should be able to see the influence of the behemoth Society of Scholars on the empire? We urgently need an institution that can check and balance them. The Gray Ghost of the past is the best choice."
"But there are not many people who dare to challenge the majesty of the Scholars Association. Even though they suffered heavy losses this time, their power is still there. Only a strong and wise person like you can lead this ancient organization to fight against it...
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Rohr didn't wait for the speaker to finish speaking, quickly raised his hand and asked:
"No, Mr. Speaker, have you misunderstood me? I am just the village chief of a small mountain village. Later, I got a casual position in the military investigation team based on my connections. At most, I am an enthusiastic and model citizen.
Well, that’s it!”
"You must have made a mistake. The things you are talking about are too far away from me. Why do you think I, a person from Kodo Province, have to come to the imperial capital to hold such an important position? You'd better hire someone else."
The Speaker seemed to have guessed that Rohr would refuse. He smiled calmly and replied:
"No, no, no, Mr. Rolle, you are too modest, and I was not mistaken."
"A few days ago, I heard Mr. Otto mention you and learned about you. Then I extended the invitation to you after careful consideration."
After hearing this, Luo Er couldn't help being slightly stunned.
Mr. Butler mentioned me?
But what do I have to say? Especially in front of such a big shot.
Even if he knows that I'm helping Jeanna and the others temporarily gain a foothold in the Valley of Plenty, it's not a big deal, right?
Could it be that the Speaker thinks that I have guided the Guangfu Sect well and looks like a strong man who can lead the team to victory? So he asked me to take over the mess here?
After thinking about it for a while, Luo Er felt that this should be the case.
Rohr did not deliberately hide the matter in the Fertile Valley. He briefly mentioned it to the villagers, doctors, and instructors, and it was indeed possible that the news would eventually reach the ears of the Speaker.
As for the stories that are passed from person to person, the more they are spread, the more outrageous they are. I don’t know how much processing and polishing has gone through in the middle. In the end, the speaker hears it, and he no longer knows what version of the story it is...