Endless Debt

The next day, the Order Bureau.

Boluogo returned to the Bureau of Order after a long absence, but in the office, he did not see Lebius. Instead, he was Jeffrey, who was sitting behind the desk with dark eyes and coffee in his hand.

"Oh," Jeffrey raised his eyes slightly, looking depressed, "Long time no see, Boluogo."

"you……"

Boluogo frowned slightly, and Palmer behind him called directly, "Do I need... do I need to find a doctor for you?"

Jeffrey stared at Palmer with gloomy eyes. For a moment, Palmer only felt a chill on his back. Jeffrey was usually so kind and amiable, which made him forget that Jeffrey himself was also a Lebius. The same vicious guy.

With an awkward smile on his face, Palmer quietly sat back on the sofa, while Burlogo moved a chair and sat down opposite Jeffrey.

"Where's the team leader?"

"Lebius? He has been a little busy recently."

"Isn't it convenient to disclose it?"

Boluogo asked, not long ago he knew that Lebius was busy, but he didn't expect that after so long, not only did he not relax, but he handed over all the work of the action team to Jeffrey and disappeared.

"Inconvenient." Jeffrey shook his head.

"OK."

Seeing this, Boluogo changed the topic wisely, opened his handbag, and placed stacks of documents in front of Jeffrey.

Every time he took out a document, Jeffrey's expression became a little more solemn. When the documents brought by Boluogo were piled up in front of his eyes, Jeffrey's expression became completely numb.

There was an eerie silence between the two, until Bologo said, "Isn't the job difficult?"

Jeffrey rubbed his eyes vigorously, took out a bottle of eye drops from his pocket, dripped them into his eyes, blinked, and his vision became clear again.

"What are these?"

"Some reports, about the Great Rift."

"Is it important?"

Boluogo thought for a while, "It's not too important, it's just some death lists, and the distribution of destroyed forces, etc..."

The only thing that needs attention in the file are a few Sublimation Demons, and for a behemoth like the Bureau of Order, these Sublime Demons are not worth paying attention to at all.

Without waiting for Boluogo to finish speaking, Jeffrey took the document directly without looking at it. He opened it and stamped it with amazing efficiency.

"Okay, anything else?"

Jeffrey piled the documents aside, and Uriel would come over to collect them later and seal them into the archives.

After taking over Lebius's job, Jeffrey became deeply aware of what his partner was going through every day. What was even more shocking was that this guy had been working continuously for so long as if he was completely tireless.

Without Uriel's help and coffee, Jeffrey really felt that he would die suddenly on the job. He really didn't understand how Lebius did it.

"This is some strange phenomenon I discovered recently. The number of demons in the Great Rift is decreasing rapidly. It seems that another person is also hunting them."

Boluogo took out another report, which was filled with his speculations about "another evil spirit". The content ranged from human addiction to the king's shield guard.

Jeffrey flipped through it briefly and looked at Boluogo with strange eyes.

"With this little information, you can think of so much?"

Trusting his instincts, Borogo said, "Well, I think that's within the realm of reasonable speculation."

"Do you suspect that the King's Shield Guards are up to something?"

Jeffrey nodded as he read, looking at Boluogo with an increasingly strange look, "Have you heard the recent rumors?"

"Are you talking about negotiating with the King's Secret Sword?"

"Um."

"I heard it, there are a lot of speculations among the staff," Boluogo continued. "It seems that this is not a rumor, but something that will happen, right?"

Jeffrey told the shocking news in an understatement, "In a week, we will start the first negotiation with the King's Secret Sword."

"ah?"

Palmer suddenly stood up from the sofa. He suspected that he heard wrongly and repeated, "Negotiation? With the King's Secret Sword?"

Bologg ignored Palmer's surprise and continued to ask, "What is the purpose of the King's Secret Sword?"

"The body of Overlord Xilin."

Hearing Jeffrey's answer, Bologna remained calm, while Palmer's face turned pale. Bologna thought that Palmer was too shocked, but Palmer's next actions surprised everyone. Unexpected.

"Stop, don't say any more. We've handed in the report, can we leave?"

Palmer reached for Burlogo and tried to drag him away.

Borrogo asked, "What are you doing?"

"Haven't you realized yet?"

Palmer screamed in a low voice, "He just told us this big news. He must be dragging us down!"

Let’s not talk about the negotiation of the King’s Secret Sword. This matter is actually related to the body of Overlord Xilin.

Palmer has heard about the legend of Xilin since he joined the company, and is well aware of his power and significance to both parties. It can be said that anything related to Xilin is definitely not a trivial matter, even if what he has now is just a corpse.

Bologg looked at Palmer in disbelief. The time was so short that Bologg didn't even expect that Palmer had already guessed the subsequent development.

"It's too late, the list has been submitted."

Jeffrey smiled, but with his sluggish look now, his smile looked ugly.

Palmer said warily, "What list?"

"Security work for the first negotiation."

Jeffrey raised his eyebrows at the two of them, "Other action groups are stationed outside Opos and near the Hazama Kingdoms to be alert to large-scale operations of the King's Secret Sword. Inside Opos, the special operations team and the Second The sixth group and the tenth group will carry out escort work to avoid accidents at the negotiation site."

After months of repairs, Gauld and the tenth group he led have regained their strength.

"Ah...ah!"

Palmer's expression became distorted, "With so many people, there are not a few of us left behind, right?"

Normally, two action groups operating together would be considered a big operation. As a result, almost the entire field department was mobilized for this negotiation.

"What are you afraid of?" Jeffrey couldn't understand. "Like you said, there are so many of us."

In the past, they were always fighting alone, but now they are in groups, and Palmer should be happy.

Palmer hesitated, "I just don't trust my luck."

Jeffrey picked up the pen and hit Palmer on the head with precision.

"For details, you can look at the documents. The specific security deployment is still under discussion."

Jeffrey and Boluogo communicated, and he ignored Palmer, "About your conjecture, there is indeed some possibility, no... it must be such a possibility.

After the timeline was disrupted, we lost traces of the King's Shield Guards. Now that negotiations are imminent, they will definitely come to interfere with us. "

Borogo asked the question he wanted to ask the most, "Where's the decision-making room thinking?"

"have no idea."

Jeffrey didn't know the specific situation, "Just accept the order as usual."

"Are not you afraid?"

"afraid of what?"

“What if one day the decision-making room makes a mistake?”

Jeffrey paused and said stubbornly, "The decision-making room will not make mistakes."

Boluogo did not dwell too much on this topic and just whispered, "I hope so."

"Are you beginning to doubt it?" Jeffrey asked.

"A little bit, after all...it's so weird."

Bologo made no secret of his thoughts, "We are like another form of religious group. The decision-making room is our god. We just need to blindly worship it. What do you think?"

"Jeffrey, have you met the director?"

"I've seen it."

"Really? Is it a boy or a girl?"

Boluogo asked Jeffrey and recalled carefully. The various images of the director in Jeffrey's memory were all blurry figures. He couldn't tell the gender, and couldn't remember the voice...

Boluogo felt that this was a good opportunity, and he asked, "What is the name of the current director of the Order Bureau?"

This question has asked everyone, and no one can give a clear answer.

Jeffrey was silent, and Boluogo continued, "On the train, when Dua talked about King Solomon, it was the same. We suddenly couldn't remember what King Solomon's name was. Dua said it was a kind of name. The method of sealing one’s true name is to completely isolate one’s own information to avoid outside detection.”

"It fits the style of the Bureau of Order very well."

Jeffrey said calmly, but there were waves of waves in his mind. He had been in a daze for so many years, and he didn't realize it.

Boluogo asked again, "Where is the man of the King's Secret Sword now?"

"Outside of Oath City Opos, we will not allow them to enter the city directly."

"Okay, I know."

As he spoke, Burlogo stood up, picked up the documents delivered by Jeffrey, and motioned for Palmer to leave with him, but before opening the door, Jeffrey stopped Burlogo.

"Does Borogo remember the first of our regulations?"

"Remember."

"Retell it again."

Borogo sighed and repeated.

“Trust brings us together.”

Jeffrey nodded and continued to review and approve the documents, "Okay, you can go."