Book of Gods and Demons

　　　　 Yesterday, Joe was drunk and was carried back to the station by Marcos.

　　 Originally with Joe's current physique, if he didn't want to get drunk, he couldn't be drunk at all.

　　 But in front of the old lady Mary, Joe was very relaxed. On the old lady Mary, he felt the warmer, gentler, and more year-old family affection of Bilia's maternal love.

　　 Inexplicably, he was drunk.

　　 After continuing to wipe out the two legs of beef, four legs of lamb, and one rib of lamb made by the old lady Mary herself, before the food street was about to reach its peak of business, Joe got drunk.

　　 158 Qingsong Street, a small villa originally used for the rest of the college leaders, the largest suite, under the auspices of Mr. Si Gengsi, has been neatly arranged.

　　 A four-poster bed that is not too gorgeous, but large and strong enough; the warm and soft bedding brought from Tulum Harbor, there are also a few thick bear skin mattresses made of white bear fur from the northern snowfields.

　　 The two maids who had just been hired during the day yesterday, although their hands and feet are a bit rough, they also know some service skills.

　　 Joe woke up from a drunken dream, and habitually wiped it on the bedside table, and he touched a large glass of warm water. A little honey was added to the water, and Joe ‘gudong’ drank the warm water in a few sips, and immediately absorbed a lot of it in his mouth and stomach.

　　 Satisfied with a slap on his belly, Joe gently turned over, opened a few doors in a strange room, finally found the bathroom, and then took a hot, hot shower comfortably.

　　 across a row of landscape forests, low and neat footsteps came.

　　 Joe leaned to the bathroom window, brushing his teeth, while watching the movement outside.

　　The soldiers of the blood axe battle group still maintained the style of the army. Early in the morning, they were lined up in a neat line, carrying a full set of weapons and equipment and heavy load packages, and running around the playground in strides.

Qingsong Street No. 158 was originally a vocational college. A large playground was the standard equipment for empire schools. The soldiers of the Blood Axe Group ran six laps around the playground that was exactly one mile in circumference. Started the formal morning exercise.

　　 In just one day, hundreds of one-foot-diameter iron-clad oak piles were added to the playground, covered with a thick layer of burlap. Hundreds of soldiers from the blood axe battle group stood in front of the oak stakes, using the boxing skills learned from the Imperial Army, punching and kicking at the oak stakes.

　　 Their punches are vigorous and fierce. They throw punches and kicks, and every blow is accompanied by a terrifying roar. The momentum is amazing.

Hundreds of warriors erected target arrows, short bows, hand crossbows, and various special scout ambush weapons in turn. The arrows pierced the air, the flying knives flickered, and the palm-sized throwing axes fell heavily into the target. , Made a dull sound.

　　 They either fight in pairs, or move their hands and feet in groups.

　　 In short, these elites from the army still maintain a strong military style...even because they have lost the discipline and restraint in the army, these guys are more brave and fierce than normal soldiers.

　　 Orchid hibiscus, Orchid platycodon, and Yaya Peter and other former imperial army scouts also from the Lulai Great Plains Front Legion, they also naturally integrated into this training. They were shirtless, sweating profusely, and each breath left a long white mist in the cold morning air.

　　 And the hundred or so family guards that Joe brought to the imperial capital...These guys are also practicing.

　　 But their number of ways, they are not as systematic and large-scale as these fighters of the Blood Axe battle group...The methods they practice are all their own unique skills, which looks a little messy.

　　 However, although the fighting skills of these family guards are confusing, if one-to-one, one-on-one gestures are made, under the premise of the same strength, the tricks of these family guards are more lethal and more vicious.

　　 "Each has its own strengths..." Joe spit out foam into the sink, a little bit better than yesterday, and started to think about other thoughts.

　　He is now carrying a huge sum of money.

　　 In addition to the money for the new potion, there is also a huge wealth from the Wells family.

　　 The money... To be honest, Joe himself is not interested in money!

One hundred thousand golden marks, one million golden marks...or one hundred million golden marks. When the money reaches a certain number, there is actually not much meaning, because your food and drink expenses have reached a certain limit, and it is difficult to have it again. Broke through.

　　 So, Joe is thinking about whether he can use the money to give his direct subordinates a little more strength.

　　 If there are people like Matthew, Duden, or Chacharing, or even the Lord Carben of Ruhr City, the stronger the fighting power around him, the safer Joe will be.

　　 The pupils did not know when they turned crimson, and Joe gradually entered a strange state of combat intuition.

　　 His fighting instinct tells him that he needs a strong personal force!

　　 In the depths of his pupils, the three-circle and six-pointed star magic circle slowly rotates, and Qiao's crimson eyes swept across the crowd on the playground... Lan Hibiscus, Lan Kikyo, Marcos, those soldiers who came from the army...

　　 Joe felt loyalty and enthusiasm in them.

　　Especially the three of Lan Mujin, Lan Kiji, and Marcos...It is very inexplicable. The three of them almost have a kind of ‘pious’ towards Joe?

　　 Yes, it can’t be said to be ‘loyal’.

　　 is ‘piety’!

　　 "It's weird...but it's a good thing." Joe placed the toothbrush and jar by the sink, took a deep look at the crowd on the playground again, and turned and walked towards the cloakroom.

　　 At the service of two clumsy maids, Joe put on a brand new police uniform.

　　He brought a lot of daily clothes from Tulum Port, but the taste of Tulum Port's clothing is too fancy and gorgeous, which is incompatible with the solemn, traditional, conservative, and serious style of Hyderabad.

　　 Joe didn't want to be seen as a monkey on the street. In the imperial capital, it was convenient to wear a police uniform.

"Mr. Segons, we need a professional tailor." Joe hung a baton on the armed belt, and shouted to Mr. Segons who was standing aside: "Each of us needs a few sets of Imperial style. Regular clothes and dresses."

　　 Mr. Si Guns smiled and nodded: "I made Einstein busy yesterday. About this afternoon, a professional tailor will come and measure our body data."

　　 Joe was about to reply when he heard heavy footsteps. Billy, like a heavy shell, blasted open the door of the living room outside. Billy's round face flushed red, his eyes widened in disbelief, and he yelled: "Boss, there are Hydra Palace, the Imperial War Department, and the Imperial Police Department outside... adults!"

　　 Billy's body trembled violently, his eyes were as if he had just seen a large group of living ghosts.

　　 "Boss, there is a Duke from Hydra Palace, the War Department and the Police Department, an army general and a first-level police officer... I, my goodness!"

　　 A quarter of an hour later, 158 Qingsong Street, inside the original college auditorium.

　　 Joe brought all his subordinates together, lined up in a neat line, and looked at the crowd on the podium in awe.

A duke in charge of court affairs, two marquis with court titles, an army general, two lieutenant generals, a first-level police officer, two second-level police officers... and a group of them in formal wear, The demeanor is obviously the'attachment' who is in a high position on weekdays!

　　 Among these big men's attachés, the military ranks and police ranks on their shoulders, or the various coats of arms on their chests, made Joe's subordinates heartbeat, and they almost couldn't breathe.

　　 Cover it with a word...

　　The lowest court nobles standing on the rostrum are several earls.

　　 In the War Department, the lowest-ranking attachés are several army colonels.

　　 As for the police department, the lowest-ranking attachés are several first-level police academies.

　　 Even if the nobles are inferior to the dogs, the imperial capital where officials walk all over the floor, the combination of such a group of people is really too scary.

The stiff Joe stood in the middle of the rostrum. First of all, the general of the War Department came forward. With a stern, solemn tone, he praised Joe's investigation of the Zhongqiu murder and the Ruhr City incident. China, an outstanding contribution to the imperial military.

　　 Because of Zhong Qiu's **** investigation, Joe got a first-class thorns merit medal...Because the medal of this level must be specially cast, so two months have passed since the incident, and Joe has not received the medal.

　　 Now, this army general personally pinned a medal with the stamp code and Joe's name on the back of Joe's chest. Subsequently, he issued a certificate of honor with the autograph of the Secretary of the Army and matching the medal.

Immediately afterwards, because of the investigation of the Ruhr City incident, Joe discovered the conspiracy of the Marquis of Seak and helped the empire to recover the'Mall of Wall'. Therefore, Joe won the second first-level medal of Thorns Meritorious Service, and also won A supporting certificate of honor.

　　 Then, the first-level police officer of the police department came forward. He warmly praised Joe as a young policeman for his important contributions to maintaining the empire’s laws and regulations and safeguarding the interests of the empire.

He has counted Qiao’s contributions from the murder of Zhong Qiu, one by one, one by one ~www.ltnovel.com~ He even described the deeds of the Blood Sail Pirates in great detail in public, which was costly. A full quarter of an hour.

　　 After that, the first class police officer gave a detailed account of the accomplishments of His Royal Highness Joe's "saving" Princess Lovna...

　　 It took nearly an hour. After the first class police officer praised the various achievements of Joe enthusiastically, on behalf of the police secretary Corell, he was promoted to the third class police academy on the spot!

　　Your Excellency, First-Class Police Commander, even pinned a silver ‘First Class Wolf Meritorious Police Badge’ to Joe’s chest with his own hands.

　　 Three-level police academy, equivalent to the major of the Imperial Army!

And Joe, just a young man who just turned eighteen... Such a speed of promotion made the teeth, Skeins, Lan Hibiscus, Lan Kikyo, Marcos, etc. who were watching the ceremony look stunned, all of them seem to be struck by lightning In general, I can't speak at all.

　　 And that first-class wolf merit badge almost blinded Billy and other policemen!

The first-level police officer retired, and the army admiral once again went out. He enthusiastically praised Joe for seeing through the conspiracy and tricks of some local Ruhr families during the Ruhr City incident, and obtaining a'huge' breakthrough for the Imperial Army The'unreplaceable contribution' made by the'victory' of sex.

　　 On Joe's chest, there was a glorious third-class silver laurel leaf merit medal!

　　 This is the Imperial Army, specially awarded to the outstanding meritorious service, the ‘school-level officer’’s military merit medal!

　　 Joe was promoted to the police rank first, and then received the medal. From the procedures and legal principles, it was flawless, absolutely in line with the process, and in compliance with the laws and regulations of the empire.

　　 The army general smiled and backed away, and the court duke walked out with a smile on his face.