The mysterious journey begins with becoming a pirate

A light spot appeared in the drift bottle.

Alok raised his eyebrows slightly, holding the small drift bottle and clicking his tongue, saying to himself:

"Tsk~~ It seems that Richie is not so unreliable."

The small light spot is a small memory.

In the memory, Richie, whose hair is still black, stood on the top of an unknown mountain, with his hands behind his back looking at the city in the distance. The towering spires soared into the sky, but the huge city seemed to be in good order.

He raised his eyebrows slightly, took the memory back into his mind and kept it.

If there is any danger that he cannot resist, it seems that there will be reinforcements.

However, so far, Alok still can't figure out Richie's level.

At first, he thought that he might be about the same as Professor Palmer, but later he thought it would be higher. But now he has a new view. Maybe he is a ninth-level demigod.

As for gods or legends.

Alok has also considered it, but it seems that there are no gods-level strongmen in the profession of historians.

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A sunny day. Pigeons fly in the sky even in winter.

For Florian, the present life seems to lack some passion. He is not as happy as when he was a police officer.

Working from nine to five, plus various matters that do not require him to do anything, makes him an idle person in the "committee".

Although there are five members in the committee, he is the only one who comes to work every day.

Not to mention Bishop Robert, even Count Otto rarely appears. Only Professor Palmer replaces Count Otto and appears here.

He looked at the simple resume, which was made of an A4-sized parchment paper, with the information of a young man named Troy Bliss.

From Cherancy, 18 years old.

His father is Sir Bliss.

Height 185, weight 175 pounds (about 80 kilograms).

He has attended secondary education school and has a certain foundation of knights. He has completed knight training.

Florian pouted, which seemed a bit out of place against his huge body. He said to himself:

"It seems nothing special? What traces of fate did Alok see? It's really weird. He is not one of those astrologers."

"Eighteen years old? Didn't Alok say fourteen or fifteen? And what's this height? Didn't he say he was the same height as Alok? Isn't that 175?"

He put the parchment on the table and shouted loudly to Julian who might be outside the door:

"Julie~~~Julie~~"

After waiting for a long time, no one paid attention to him. He had no choice but to walk out of the room and go to the lobby downstairs. After saying hello to a few busy young people, he hurriedly looked for the busiest person in the whole building.

When he found Julian, more than ten minutes had passed. Florian looked at Julian in the personnel department and breathed a sigh of relief.

"Hey, Julie. I thought you were not here today."

"Oh, Commissioner Florian. What do you want to talk to me about?" Julian first stood up and politely saluted Florian. Then he wiped the sweat from his forehead and said:

"I'm a little overwhelmed with my work."

"Is it about the recent recruitment?" Florian asked.

"Yes. I wanted to recruit some people to help, but this kind of work has become more and more complicated." Julian complained.

She looked at the whole table full of interview materials and seemed very distressed.

In such an era, a government unit recruiting externally can be crowded.

It seems that the people of the Hutt Empire have no worries about their own survival.

However, the final test results are mostly those who have connections and connections are hired. Rather than those who are capable and qualified.

However, Julian still hopes to find some people who can help her do something.

"Shouldn't the recruitment be handled by the human resources department? Why can't I see anyone from the human resources department?" Florian looked at the empty office and asked in surprise.

"The people in charge of personnel are those in the temple. They seem to have been called to a meeting. I heard that the temple is going to reform or something." Julian buried his head and continued to look at the materials while talking to Florian.

"Is that so~~" Florian scratched his head, looking a little silly. He thought for a while and said:

"By the way. I have someone to hire in advance. As my assistant. I told you before."

"Yeah~~ Yes. What's his name~~" Julian scratched his head with the end of the feather pen in his hand, raised his head and showed thick dark circles under his eyes.

Florian smiled and replied:

"Troy Bliss."

He took out the resume in his hand, handed it to Julian, and continued:

"That's him. When the time comes, just teach him to my office. When will we have the next round of interviews?"

Julian glanced at the resume, thought about it, nodded, and put it in a drawer under the desk.

Florian saw that there was already a stack of resumes in the drawer. It seemed that there were some people who had the same idea as him.

Then, she replied:

"In the next two days. Let me look through all the resumes first. The recruitment requirements of each department are different. Those departments that go out to work only want men. The office hopes to have more women. Different divisions of labor require different requirements."

"It's really troublesome." She touched her forehead helplessly.

"After all, it's too hard to go out on the field. It's cold in winter, and the sun in summer is too cruel. The office needs to be more careful. There are also requirements for reception." Florian explained with a perfunctory smile.

"Of course, I know. But I hope someone can help me." Julian pouted and said, looking a little aggrieved.

Florian shrugged, smiled bitterly, and comforted:

"There will be."

He wanted to turn around and leave, but after hesitating for a while, he said:

"Maybe I can help you look at some. But you know. I shouldn't interfere too much in personnel matters. This is inconsistent with my authority and responsibility. I should be responsible for supervision."

"But in fact, you supervised that no one in the personnel department did anything. This is dereliction of duty." Julian said angrily.

Florian suddenly became more energetic and said with sudden enlightenment:

"Yes~~That makes sense."

He frowned slightly and had some calculations in his mind.

Soon after, he sat in the office and read the materials with relish.

Different from Julian's mentality, he had a different mood. Florian seemed a little excited and happy because he finally had something to do, which was completely different from Julian's forced helplessness.

"Can I ask Troy Bliss to come for an interview tomorrow?" Florian asked, scanning the materials in front of him.

"You can ask him to help me in the afternoon." Julian said casually.

Florian was stunned, shrugged and said, "Good idea!"

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After lunch, Florian wanted to continue to help Julian, but then he thought of inviting Troy Bliss to the office for an interview, so he apologized to Julian in his heart and drank tea in the office silently.

Soon after, a young man knocked on the door:

"Is this the office of the Supervisory Committee?"

Florian carefully observed the young man, who should be Mr. Bliss.

Indeed, he is much taller than Alok. And he is very strong. He looks like an adult. I don't know how Alok can be sure that he is not yet 18 years old.

However, from what he said just now, it can be heard that he is a little reckless, a little childish, and doesn't know much about the rules.

He stood up from the sofa and walked behind his desk, pointing to the sofa next to him as if nothing had happened, and said:

"Sit down, Bliss."

When Troy Bliss sat on the sofa, Florian asked:

"I heard that you came from Cherancy. Do you have some knight's talent?"

"Yes. My father is a glorious knight." Bli seemed very proud and had a feeling of admiration for his father.

"Well~~ What is the most important thing for a knight?" Florian continued to ask.

"Loyalty and honor!!" Bliss answered firmly.

This is the standard answer of a knight soldier.

Of course, it is the kind of knight specially trained for war.

Florian raised his eyebrows and said:

"Well said! Come to work tomorrow. Remember what you said!!"