Mage Joan

For the more than 300 young officers and soldiers resident in the cavalry camp in the Dring Valley, George Vassar and Nathaniel Green are like the "fathers" and "mothers" of this extended family.

A family can barely maintain without a father. If they lose their parents at the same time, the young people in the military camp will become uncontrolled "wild children". Even if a new commander is appointed by the headquarters, they may not be able to restrain them. I don't know what will happen.

Major Green eventually had to obey Vasa’s arrangement, staying in the barracks while Vasa was suspended and returning to hermit in Vernon Hills, and sent a letter to his old friends almost every week, contenting nothing more than complaining about how hard it was to manage the barracks alone And urged Vasa to return as soon as possible.

More than once, Joan listened to Vassar's letter from Major Green at the dining table, although he described Major Green's hard work in the tone of gloating and misfortune, and compared it with his free time, seeming to be satisfied with the life in seclusion.

However, Joan knew in his heart that Vaasa's remarks were merely self-consolation. In fact, he had long been bored with the boring country life and wanted to return to the barracks immediately, and "suffering" like Major Green.

"Mr. Vaasa, when are you going to leave?"

"The headquarters asked me to leave before August 1st, and I must arrive at the barracks before August 16th, but I don’t want to delay anymore. I will leave early tomorrow morning. You don’t want to go tonight, accompany me to White House Estate to say goodbye to Martha It will be difficult for me to have a chance to go home in the future, you have to come over and take care of the estate’s affairs for me.

Vaasa snapped his fingers and greeted the butler.

"Tobias, when I'm not at home, if you have something you can't decide, ask Joan."

"Good host." Tobias turned his head and bowed to Joan with a smile on his face. "In fact, it's not a big deal at all, mainly because the various income and expenditure accounts are counted once a week on a regular basis. Master remember to take the time to take a trip over the weekend and just review the accounts."

When Joan looked at this posture, he seemed to be regarded by the housekeeper as the "two-owner" of Vernon Mountain. Both panicked and a little embarrassed, he hurried off to Vasa.

"I don't know how to manage the housework. It's better if you entrust the housework to Miss Martha."

"I will ask Martha, but her family's land production is ten times larger than my family. I'm afraid that even her family's affairs are too busy, you may not have the energy to take care of this side."

Vaasa smiled bitterly and changed the subject.

"I remember you have two fellows serving in the Leiden Port military camp. You brought them to dinner before, and later participated in the hunting conference together. Is the Dindal brothers right?"

"Yes, my brother's name is Dick and my brother's name is Roger."

"These two guys are very nice. I plan to take them to the Deling Valley, and stay with me as a servant in the future."

"Brother Dingdore always admires you and must be very happy to hear this news."

Joan was also pleased that his friend was appreciated by Vaasa.

Suddenly remembering the purpose of his trip, he quickly asked Vasa: "The newspaper said that the navy military established a fortress in the Brass Valley, and also instigated the jackals to rob the north. Is this true?"

Vaasa put his smile away and nodded solemnly.

"The situation in the South is indeed very tense. This time I returned to the Knight's Camp. My mission is closely related to the border security in the South."

"Mr. Vassar, I am very worried about the safety of my hometown. Will the Jackal gangsters threaten Delin Town?"

Vassar looked at Joan’s eager expression and hesitated for a long time before saying: “As far as military secrets are concerned, I cannot answer your question directly, but I can assure you that I will do my best to maintain homeland security and protect including Delin All fellow Alfheim including the town residents."

Saying this was like saying nothing, and Joan couldn't help but ask: "I wonder if the Knights have a combat plan against the raiders from the south?"

"Of course there is. In fact, our plan is not limited to combating the jackal gangsters, but also to give the "black hand" behind the jackal a color to warn the sea blue people not to stretch their claws too long, otherwise they will be attacked!" In the eyes of Major Sa.

Joan was silent, guessing that the "black hand" in Vassar's mouth mostly referred to General Louis Jumonville, the new garrison commander of the sea-blue Musbelheim colony.

"Joan, I understand your worries about family members in your hometown, but you are not a soldier after all, and I have something to say to you, unless..." Vaasa smiled mysteriously.

"Unless what?" Joan asked curiously.

"Unless you are willing to sacrifice your summer vacation, join the soon-to-be-formed gangster army and become one of us."

"But I haven't graduated, would it be too early to join the army now?"

"Not an official officer, but a temporary adviser."

Vaasa motioned to Joan to sit down and chat slowly, igniting his pipe and took a deep breath.

"Your Excellency has authorized General Gates to form an army of gangsters going south. General Gates transferred this work to his deputy Colonel Harrison, and I will serve as the deputy to Colonel Harrison in this force."

"According to convention, I have the right to recruit some entourage, including a consultant who is familiar with the situation in the south. You were born in Delin Town and are familiar with the terrain of the Delin River Valley. It is suitable for this position."

"Can you talk about the specific job content?" Jo Ann came in delight.

"The responsibility of a consultant is nothing more than a "guide" and a "staff". The trivial tasks of the way don't need you to worry about, help me deal with some paperwork and come up with ideas. If you encounter a gangster on the march, your magic It will also come in handy."

"Students like me who haven't graduated, I'm afraid they are not qualified for such an important position." Qiao An said, "If you report my name, the headquarters will not approve it."

"Not always."

Vaasa smiled and picked up the pipe and pointed at him.

"If I make a statement in the report, this young consultant, who is only 13 years old, is a high-level student of the Austrian law department of Leiden College, a proud student of Master Rawls, and is also a core member of the runner-up team of this hunting competition. It played a key role in the battle to hunt down the Prince of Razors, and by the way saved the life of Edward Gates, the son of the commander-in-chief, guess who the old guys of the pen in the headquarters, dare to say three to the person I recommend Road four?"

"This……"

Joan scratched his head in embarrassment, listening to Vasa's words, his resume seemed pretty bright.

"Mr. Vaasa, if I join the bandit army south, when will I report to the barracks, how long will I serve?"

Joan was a little worried that the length of service was too long, affecting his studies.

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