Reborn: Imperial Officer Promotion Guide

Moore Bandes was drenched in sweat and he kept saying "Oops" in his mind.

He already understood Hull's plan. He planned to use the dirty deeds he had done in the past to force him to give false testimony for him.

No, we must not let him succeed!

"You...are you trying to threaten me?" More Bandes clenched his teeth and looked at the man in front of him who was smiling the whole time.

"That's not my intention at all. I just wanted to have a small talk with you."

"I...I can tell you clearly...I will not succumb to any threats! No matter how eloquent you are, it will be useless!"

Mor Benders has seen too many similar cases so far.

More Bandes knew that if he was successfully threatened once, the other party would immediately become complacent, and the threat would only continue to escalate until there was no way back.

We must not retreat or show weakness now. Even if we have to hold on, we must persevere to the end. Only then can we survive.

"Since you gave me a piece of advice, I also want to give you a piece of advice..."

"Ha!? Who do you think you are? You still want to give me advice? Listen to me, even if I can't escape, I will definitely take you with me to hell!"

That’s right, if the crime you committed was exposed, you would definitely be dead.

Likewise, Helheim attacked and kidnapped a senior political aide, a crime that could have resulted in his death.

Everyone has something on each other, so the worst that can happen is we'll all die together!

There is absolutely no need to be afraid!

"I found a woman named Lana... She works in a store in the city..."

"..." More Bandes didn't expect that he could actually find that woman. He was so surprised that he couldn't close his mouth.

"Of course, let me first state that I have no discrimination against such personal fetishes. In the final analysis, it is just a personal behavior. However, the woman said that even if she received money, she still felt that kind of baby games were disgusting, and she hoped not to receive guests like you again."

"This...this..."

Hale started talking about baby talk, and it felt like a burning coal was stuck in More Bandes' throat.

On the other hand, Hull looked like he was just chatting casually, his expression was still calm and composed.

"Especially when she was forced to change your diaper, she said she couldn't help but want to vomit even after thinking about it. Mr. Mor Bandes, you should consider whether your habit will cause trouble to others. For example, you may feel happy when someone else changes your diaper, but for others, it may be very disgusting..."

"Gu..."

Instantly, in Mor Benders' mind, the shameful memory began to echo...

......

"Oh my, Moore is such a bad boy, spraying everything everywhere~" A woman in her early twenties, dressed youthfully and beautifully, knelt on the ground, pretending to lose her temper in the tone of a mature woman.

"Hate it, hate it, my mom calls me Little Babu~!" The middle-aged man, who was nearly 40 years old, was completely naked, curled up in a ball and lying on the woman's lap.

"Oh, little Babu, mommy has to clean up all the dirt for you now~~~~"

"Hehehe...hehehehe~~Little Babu is a bad boy~~"

"Little Bob needs to reflect on himself. He needs to be a good boy in the future."

"Hehe~ Mom, I accidentally peed~" The middle-aged man really peed a little while lying down.

"There's really nothing I can do, kid." The girl had a very forced smile on her face. Even though she felt a little disgusted, she still hugged the middle-aged man. She maintained the tone of a mature woman, trying her best to play the role of a mother.

"Change my diaper~~Change my diaper~~"

"Ah? Diapers? No... Well, despite your request, we don't have any diapers for you in our store..." The girl was a little overwhelmed by this request and her tone returned to normal.

"..."

"..."

The two of them remained in this stalemate for about thirty seconds.

The middle-aged man's expression suddenly changed. He stood up and grabbed the girl's hair, and his tone became stern.

"Hey...what's wrong with you? Didn't I tell you in advance? Why don't you have the diaper ready?"

"I'm so sorry! We looked everywhere, but we couldn't find one that fits Mr. More Bandes—"

"Call me Little Babu!" More Bandes turned the girl over and pressed her head to the floor with his hands.

The girl quickly changed her words, using the tone of a mature woman: "Um... I'm so sorry, Mommy didn't find a diaper that fits the size of Little Bob, but if it's for babies, there are..."

"Little Bob is also a baby!" Moore Bandes helped the girl up and rested his head on her knees again and continued to act coquettishly.

"Hmm..." The girl just stroked More Bandes' hair and murmured.

Unexpectedly, More Bandes stood up again, this time with his normal stern tone: "...Hey, really not?"

"I'm sorry, when you told me a few days ago, I thought you were just drunk, but I didn't expect you really wanted to--"

Mor Bandes grabbed the girl's hair again: "Don't repeat your excuses! Little Babu doesn't want to hear excuses!"

"I'm so sorry... I'm so sorry..." The girl's eyes were red and she could only keep apologizing in a low voice.

"If you can't find the right size, just order it! I spent so much money on your store, is it that difficult to ask someone to make one specifically for me?! This is the foundation of the service industry! Do you know how to please customers?"

"Yes... I understand. I will ask the store to prepare it for you later..."

......

Both sides of More Bandes' face felt as if he had been slapped hundreds of times, and were now burning hot, as if they were on fire.

Did he already know?! Did Helheim already know about the conversation at that time?!

Just the thought that such a conversation might have reached Hull's ears made More Bandes feel as if his whole body was on fire.

He was eager to find clues on the other person's face.

But the man named Helheim had a look of contempt on his face and turned his head slightly, seeming to be very disgusted.

Sure enough! He already knew it!

"As a civil servant, the most indispensable skill is fact screening. I will not just believe one side of the story, so while conducting on-site inspections, I also went to ask local insiders... From the results, everything is true... There are many women who have been tortured by you who are willing to testify, and many eyewitnesses have also said they can provide evidence..."

What on earth is wrong with this person?! I haven't offended him, but it's not enough for him to just know my fetish, he even went to the scene to confirm it!

"So...so...so...so what? I said I would not succumb to any threats! My personal hobbies do not violate the laws of the empire. These are my personal freedoms! What does it have to do with other people? Do I need others to tell me what to do?!"

Although More Bandes was still holding on, he knew that if the news got out, his social status would be in jeopardy.

Mor Bandes kept cheering himself up in his heart. He must not show weakness now. If he did, he would surely be trampled to death by Helheim, and that would be the end of him!

You must hold on. Now you can only hold on.

While thinking this, More Bandes carefully observed Hull's expression, trying to see through the other person's thoughts at the moment.

Hull sighed slightly, looking a little tired.

Just when More Bandes thought that the other party had given up using this handle to threaten him, Hull opened his mouth again.

"…Moir Bandes, 42 years old, registered in the Konarokto area."

"Hey! Why are you saying this all of a sudden?!"

"No, I just heard some information about you from Mr. Badda when I was chatting with him, and I thought it would be better to tell you some of the things I have to say."

"You are such a liar... How could Mr. Badda tell you this!"

It is impossible for Badda to disclose the personal information of the private secretary to others casually.

These could only be what he tortured out of Badda.

More Bandes had no idea what Hull was trying to achieve by saying this.

And Hull seemed to have prepared in advance, reciting More Bandes' personal information sentence by sentence.

"My current lover is named Elaine Konas, she is 27 years old, and is in the process of divorcing his ex-wife. He has two sons with her. Rona Bandes and Nia Bandes are both daughters, one is sixteen and the other is thirteen... They are both at the most sentimental age. I heard that you love your two daughters very much, and even if you leave the house with nothing, you will fight with your ex-wife for the custody of the two children, right?"

!! ?

"How...how do you know so much? Even Badda doesn't know these things! Where did you get this information?!"

"I am a mid-level civil servant. Fact screening is an indispensable skill for civil servants..."

"..."

demon.

More Bandes realized that this guy was a complete devil!

"You dote on your daughters so much. I heard that they also respect you as their secretary father. You are really a loving family."

"shut up!"

"I have one more piece of advice for you. As a secretary, you'd better pay attention to your attitude when speaking, especially when asking for a favor."

"..."

The young man in front of him showed a devilish smile, which made More Bandes feel chilled.

"By the way, your eldest daughter, Miss Rona Bandes, seems to have been engaged to the nobleman of the Tyrande family, a high-ranking noble. The man's name is Rag Tyrande, and he is the first heir of the Tyrande family. He is young and promising, and also a handsome man. The two have a very good relationship and are in love with each other. In order to marry your daughter, the nobleman took a lot of effort to finally convince his parents. After all, there is still a certain gap in status. Fortunately, the result is good, and they are finally engaged successfully. Oh my, it's really a cause for celebration and envy."

"Please... please don't say anymore..." More Bandes seemed to see his daughter's smile gradually breaking.

If the Tyrande family knew about my affairs, then my daughter's marriage would definitely be over...

They will never forgive their father and will most likely choose to follow their mother and leave.

"Let me give you another piece of advice with good intentions. I think it's a bit high." Hull touched his chin.

“What, what…?”

"I think your head is held a little too high. I don't like it."

"Haaah...Haaah..." More Bandes gasped.

"Yes, your quirk does not violate any of the imperial laws. However, you can only blame the cruelty of this world. For people like you with special quirks, everyone's discrimination is as cold as winter rain."

"Please...please..." I felt as if I was about to suffocate. The words kept turning around in my mouth but I couldn't utter them out.

He seemed to have seen the disappointed and disgusted expression on his lovely daughter's face.

"Ah? I can't hear you clearly, please say it again." Hull looked at More Bandes, who was breathing heavily, with interest.

He stood up from his seat with difficulty, and accidentally knocked over the ink bottle on the desk as he walked over, staining his spotless sleeves black.

Lying in front of Hull, More Bandes banged his head against the ground, making a "bang bang bang" sound.

"Please... please forgive me. I understand. Just tell me what you want. I'm willing to do whatever you want... anything is fine... I just ask you not to spread my story. I don't want my daughters to become unhappy because of me."

More Bandes' hair was like a rag, rubbing against the ground constantly.

How can I maintain the dignity of a Chief Private Secretary?

With his legs crossed and his neck tilted upward, Hull looked down at the Chief Private Secretary who had become humbled to the ground, with a polite smile on his face.

"Eh? You don't like small talk like this? You're really a weirdo... Well then..."

Hull stood up and helped More Bandes up.

"Let's talk about the meeting record again. Chief Secretary Mor Bandes beat someone... Oops, sorry, should I call you Little Babu?"