Dorothy's Forbidden Tome

The receptionist named McFuddy in front of Greg said this, and then stretched out his hand. After Greg saw it, he also smiled and handed it over to shake hands with the other party.

'That's right, I haven't been officially appointed yet, and the review hasn't passed yet. Such measures are understandable. '

Greg was thinking like this in his heart, just like that, he continued to move forward in the closed carriage, and was a little bored for a while. He looked at the several local Tivian newspapers on the table in front of him, so he was also curious. I picked it up and read it, and was attracted by the news and advertisements of the big cities.

'Oh...there are so many tricks in this big city, circuses, amusement parks, racetracks, department stores, art exhibitions, theaters...even what...movies? !Many of them are things that Igwent doesn't have... They look very interesting. If you have spare time when you work here, you can take Dorothy to play. A child of her age should be familiar with amusement park circuses and so on. Will be interested...'

Looking at the contents of the newspaper in his hand, Greg was full of novel thoughts. He was longing for a big city, and he began to look forward to a new life for a while, and when he continued to turn the pages of the newspaper, he was caught by others again. Attracted by the pictures of charming women on a large page.

'This woman...beautiful, dancer Adele...is this Tivian's star?really beautiful……'

Looking straight at the star photos in the newspaper, Greg couldn't help but sighed in his heart, saying that although the photos in newspapers in this era have limited clarity and are all in black and white, they can't hide the charm of the woman in the photos , Looking at the photos in the newspaper, Greg thought that as expected of a big city, even the stars are so good-looking.

"As expected of a royal capital, there are so many tricks, but on the other hand, the law and order here seems to be not very good. Cases are published a bit frequently, and the efficiency of the police here seems to be a bit low. It is actually relying on detectives to help solve it." Question, I don't know if these have anything to do with secrecy. '

He continued to flip through the newspaper in his hand, and after reading the reports of many cases, he continued to think about it in his heart, and with the passage of time, he almost reached his destination.

Finally, after about an hour and a half, Greg felt that the carriage he was riding in began to go downhill for a long time, and the surrounding light began to become dimmer. The only person in the carriage The light source turned into a tinted gas lamp, Greg knew that now the carriage seemed to have entered the ground.

The carriage went downhill for only a while, and then stopped. The people in the carriage got up and opened the door. Greg also put down the newspaper in his hand and followed. After getting off the carriage, he found himself in an underground stable. On the side of the wide underground space, there are many vacant carriages without horses, and people have moved horses in and out from other places, and harnessed the carriages. There are hunters in uniform riding the carriages towards the exit of the uphill drive away.

"Please carry on with us, Mr. Messhouse."

After observing them for a while, several McFudies around Greg began to speak, and after hearing this, Greg continued to follow them without saying anything more.After leaving the underground stables, they entered a long corridor. They walked along the long corridor, and other people passed by from time to time, some were clerks holding documents, and some were hunters in uniform. .

Turning left and right several times in the promenade full of forks, and finally passing through a door with a luminous lamp hanging on it, Greg finally walked out of the promenade, and suddenly he came to a In the extremely wide underground space.

This is an underground hall, three or four stories tall thick stone pillars are neatly arranged in rows, supporting a wide dome, in the center of the dome is inlaid with a strange huge gemstone, which emits a cold white light, and countless hanging lamps. Together with the bright lights on the wall, it illuminates the dark space.

People walked in and out of the underground hall. On the most conspicuous high wall of the hall, the white and blue national flags of the Kingdom of Prieter with overlapping cross stripes were hanging high there, and the most attractive thing in this hall was not the tall one. Instead of hanging a huge national flag, it is in the center of the hall, where a tall statue of God is standing.

This is a statue of a goddess. The goddess is wearing a long robe and holds a round mirror with her hands on her chest. The length even extends to the pedestal on which bare feet stand.The face of the goddess statue seems to have been specially processed, it is extremely blurred, and the facial features can only be seen with great difficulty, but one can still feel the quiet expression of the goddess, which should be closed eyes.

The moment he stepped on the marble floor of the underground hall, Greg was stunned. His eyes kept staring at the goddess statue standing under the dome of the hall, and his expression was far more focused than before. When I saw a photo of a female star on the carriage.

Greg looked at the goddess statue in front of him in a daze, his mouth opened slightly, and there was an indescribable strangeness in his heart. His eyes stared at the very blurred face of the goddess statue, and a familiar feeling emerged spontaneously.

'Why does it feel like I've seen this statue before, but I can't remember it?Strange... I haven't seen this kind of idol since I was a child?But why does it feel so familiar...'

Slightly frowning, Greg thought in his heart, and at this moment, the people who had led the way for him also noticed Greg's abnormality.

"Mr. Messhouse? What's the matter with you?"

McFuddy, who was leading the way, reminded Greg. After hearing the reminder, he immediately reacted, and then turned his head to respond with a smile.

Chapter 310 General Administration

"Oh...it's nothing, I'm just a little interested in this stone statue. What is this stone statue carved on? It shouldn't be the Virgin?" Greg asked to the guide beside him, who thought for a while and then turned to Greg replied.

"This... This is certainly not a statue of the Virgin Mary... but I don't know what it looks like."

"You don't know either?"

"Yeah, not only me, but no one in the General Administration knows who this stone statue is, whether it is a man or a god. This statue was in the General Administration a long time ago, but no one knows its origin.

"According to some veteran employees, this statue existed here before the establishment of the Anyin Bureau, no...even before the establishment of the Kingdom, although it is more obvious that it is a statue of a god, it is very likely that it is a heresy or even a pagan god , Our headquarters may even be its shrine, but every director has not ordered it to be demolished, and the people in the church have not made any statement, so it has been staying here.

"Although the origin of this statue is unknown, we will call it the statue of the Moon Saint in private...Of course, it's just a joking name, don't take it seriously."

The leader said to Greg in this way, listening to McFuddy's words, Greg looked thoughtfully at the statue in front of him and paused for a moment, as if he was thinking about something, but he didn't come up with a reason. Can look back, and then continue to move forward with McFuddy.

Following McFuddy, Greg passed through the hall, and after going around the building for a long time, he came to the place where he was examined, a special unit, and the examination of Greg began.

The face-to-face review of Greg has been carried out for several hours. Even though Greg was well prepared in all aspects, due to the long review process, he was a little tired for a while. During the process, he couldn't help thinking If the eight-pointed nest member who planned to pretend to be him could really pass this review, he must have memorized his experience by heart.

Finally, after the review was over, Greg breathed a sigh of relief, and McFuddy smiled and spoke to Greg who was sitting behind the table.

"Mr. Messhouse, your review results are being processed, but I have read all the materials, and there shouldn't be any problems. Now, please follow me to another place."

In the examination room, McFuddy spoke to Greg who was drinking water, and Greg, who put down the water glass, couldn't help asking curiously.

"Another place? Is there anything else that needs to be examined?"

"No, it's not an audit, but someone else wants to see you."

"Someone wants to see me?"

Hearing McFudy's words, Greg couldn't help feeling suspicious for a moment, but he stood up without hesitation when he acted, and followed McFuddy out of the examination room.

He continued to walk around in the underground building for a long time. To his surprise, he was not taken to a deeper place underground, but went all the way up to the ground.

Through the window outside the corridor, Greg could see the sun and the forest outside, as well as the towering walls and the soldiers standing guard. There were artillery on the walls, and patrolling soldiers on the stone road under the walls. It sounds like you are inside a military fortress.

'The location of the Anyin Headquarters is located in a fort somewhere in the forest on the outskirts of Tivian?Or is the fort a disguise for the General Directorate?Like the Eagle Winter precinct using a department store as a disguise? "

Greg conjectured in his heart, but he continued to follow McFuddy and walked forward. The pedestrians he encountered along the way were not only hunters and clerks, but also people wearing standard Preet red and white military uniforms. Soldier.

In the end, Greg, led by McFuddy, came to a long corridor with few people in the fortress. At this moment, there stood a double wooden gate in front of them.

Standing in front of the door, McFuddy straightened his collar, then knocked lightly on the door a few times, and after a while, he heard an angry voice coming from inside.

"Please come in."

Hearing the response from inside the door, McFuddy pushed open the door and walked in, and then presented to him and Greg a large office with quite luxurious decoration, with carpeted sofas, coffee tables, large bookshelves, and wall hangings. There are several quite high-level oil paintings, as well as several specimens of beast heads. On the ceiling of the office, there is a large shining light. On the wall against which the big desk is backed, there is a map of the whole territory of Preet.

In front of and behind the desk, there were two figures at this time. The one standing in front of the desk was a middle-aged man with a fatter figure. He was wearing casual clothes, a little bald, and had a mustache.

Sitting behind the desk was a slightly younger man. He looked to be in his early thirties, with short blond hair, clean and tidy face, straight and long face, handsome features, high nose and sharp eyes, He was wearing a military uniform that could only be worn by senior Prieter officers, with a military rank on the shoulders of the military uniform, but Greg, who was not familiar with Prieter's army system, did not know what the military rank was.

"Since the church proposed it, let's arrange it like this, Apu, if that guy can wake up as soon as possible, we can ask things as soon as possible."

The man in the officer's uniform spoke to the bearded man named Apu in front of him, and the man responded immediately after nodding his head.

"Understood, then I'll go and tell them."

Then, the man named Apu turned around and left the office quickly. At this time, the man in the military uniform also turned his attention to Greg and McFuddy at the door, and McFuddy also saluted each other and said.

"Director, I have already brought the person, and there is no problem with the review."

Hearing McFuddy's words, Greg's heart skipped a beat, and then his eyes widened slightly when he looked at the man behind the desk ahead.

McFuddy called the other party the director, and this is the General Bureau of Anyin Bureau, so there is only one identity for the other party, and that is the director of the General Bureau of Anyin, a powerful figure in charge of the National Security Bureau system!The head of the secret countermeasure system of the entire Priet Kingdom government!

On the first day I came to the General Administration, I was directly interviewed by the big leader! ?

After realizing the other party's identity, Greg felt a little dazed for a moment. He never thought that he would directly meet his immediate superior as soon as he came to the headquarters. There is no need for such a big official to personally manage his promotion as a small soldier.

And this director looks so young... He looks in his 30s and less than 40 years old, much younger than Mr. James, can he be the director of the General Administration at this age?

Greg thought with some confusion in his heart, but at this time the man behind the table nodded and waved his hand to signal for McFuddy to leave, and McFuddy immediately stepped back and closed the door. Only Greg and the man in military uniform behind the table were left.

In Greg's eyes, the man got up from his seat without haste, walked in front of Greg with military boots on, and looked at Greg twice. The time is very tense.

"Well...Mr. Director...you..."

"You are Gregory Methhouse, right? My name is Harold Despenser. Nice to meet you, a promising young man from Eagle Winter."

The man named Harold said to Greg, and stretched out a hand ready to shake hands. After hearing the name of the other party, Greg was taken aback for no other reason, because the other party's surname is very familiar familiar.

No, not only I am familiar with it, but also the people of the entire Priet Kingdom, Despenser... This is the surname of Wang, the surname of the royal family!

Greg suddenly discovered that the chief of the Security Bureau, who seemed to be in the army, was actually a member of the royal family!

Chapter 310 Two Choices

In the depths of a certain forest in Tivian, in a luxurious office in a towering military fortress, Greg looked at the man in military uniform in front of him in astonishment. People are actually members of the royal family!And as soon as he came to Tivian, he personally met him. What did he do to make such a big crowd?

Facing the scene in front of him, Greg was a little dazed. After a long while, he realized that the other party's hand was still in front of him, and then quickly held his hand with the other party's.

"Ah... so it is Your Highness Harold?! I have met His Highness, please forgive me for being rude!"

After shaking hands with the other party for a while, Greg immediately knelt on one knee and hurriedly saluted the other party, and Harold couldn't help but said with a smile after seeing him.

"Not all royal families can be called His Royal Highness. Before you meet someone with the surname Despenser in the future, you'd better understand it clearly, so as not to make a joke, Mr. Messhouse."

"Eh... so my name for you..." Greg felt nervous when he heard Harold's words, while Harold continued to speak.

"Ha, don't be nervous. It's not wrong for you to call me Your Highness, just to remind you a little." As he said, Harold slowly walked back to his seat on the big desk and sat down, then continued to look at the Greg spoke.

"Get up, and if you meet me in the bureau in the future, you don't need to salute like this. Everyone should put their work first, don't kneel endlessly."

"Yes, Your Highness Harold."

Hearing Harold's words, Greg stood up, and then stood in front of Harold's desk with some trepidation in his heart. Until now, he still didn't understand why the director asked him to meet this newcomer.

After Harold returned to his seat, he slowly picked up a teacup and put it in front of him, then picked up the teapot and poured himself a cup of black tea, and said to Greg while pouring the tea.

"Gregorus Methhouse was born in Hunting Farm Village, Egwin County. His mother disappeared when he was seven years old, and his father died of a hunting mistake when he was ten years old. Winter worked part-time. Because of his involvement in local extraordinary events, he entered the Igwent Hidden Bureau nearly two years ago and became a hunter. Because of his outstanding performance, he was promoted to an apprentice and team leader half a year ago. Not long ago, he single-handedly captured a He is a member of the Black Coffin Sect, so he was promoted because he came to the General Administration. Heh...you are really there, boy, an apprentice captured a black soil alive."

Filling up the teacup in front of him, Harold counted Greg's resume in detail. Although he didn't know the intention of the director in front of him, Greg still nodded and responded modestly.

"It's nothing, it's just luck. The cultist at that time lost the necessary equipment, so I was able to win him."

"Luck is also a part of strength, so there is no need to be humble about it." Harold responded, and then he took out a small paper bag from his drawer, tore a corner of it, and poured it into a teacup. At first Greg thought it was tea, but it turned out not to be.

"I'm afraid you are very confused now. You are wondering why I came here alone to talk about things. The reason is actually very simple, because your experience is clean enough."

Picking up the teacup, Harold took a sip of the black tea and said to Greg. Hearing Harold's words, Greg couldn't help but pause.

"clean?"

"Yeah, I was born in the countryside, and Igwent, who entered the Anyin Bureau, is far away from the headquarters. It is almost impossible to have anything to do with Tivian's forces. He has certain abilities, and his resume is simple and clear. He is still about to be promoted. What I need these days is someone like you." Putting down a sip of black tea, Harold said to Greg with sharp eyes, and Greg heard Harold's words After that, he frowned slightly, and seemed to realize something in his heart, and then he spoke in doubt.

"Your Highness Harold...you need someone like me because of something that happened in the General Administration?"

Listening to Greg's words, Harold gave him a slightly approving glance, then nodded in response.

"Yes, let me tell you the truth, there are ghosts in the headquarters..."

Listening to Harold's words, Greg's heart tightened. Although he had guessed before, after hearing what the other party said, he couldn't help but also froze in place, and he opened his mouth with wide eyes.

"What...the mole? Your Highness...you mean...is there any mole in the headquarters?"

"Yeah, I don't know when they infiltrated, I don't know how many, and I don't know where they are... We have already leaked a lot of important information because of this mole issue, and caused a lot of damage... ...The inner ghost problem has become my first headache..."

Heaving a sigh of relief, Harold sat on the chair and said, with a trace of helplessness in his tone, while Greg continued to ask.

"Currently...is there no way to find out this ghost in the bureau?"

"I've tried a lot of methods, but none of them worked. The insider was very deep and cunning. I didn't find anything with conventional methods. The usual internal self-examination procedures are completely useless, so I want to do something. Another way." Harold continued, while Greg asked tentatively.

"So...Your Highness, you are looking for me...because of the Channei ghost?"

"That's right, let me tell you directly... Since the previous self-examinations were fruitless, I suspect that the insider has infiltrated into some key position, which made me lose all awareness of the people in the headquarters. Confidence, so I wanted to ask people who have nothing to do with the General Administration and are far away from Tivian's hidden world to investigate this matter." Looking at Greg, Harold said calmly, although he had guessed Harold's before Intent, but after hearing his confirmation like this, I was still surprised, and then blurted out.

"Let me investigate the ghost of the General Administration? Yes, but Your Highness, I am a newly transferred apprentice, and I have no similar experience at all!"

"Don't worry, you will soon be black soil, and you are not alone, besides you, there are other people transferred from the remote branch, and I will also appoint someone who is absolutely trustworthy to lead you, in the near future You will be a small team, a small team directly under my control, and one of your major tasks is to secretly investigate leaks within the General Administration."

Harold waved his hand and said lightly, listening to Harold's words, Greg didn't know how to respond for a while, at this moment his heart was churning, and all kinds of incredible thoughts lingered in her in the brain.

Greg didn't expect that the director of the General Bureau had already realized that there was an insider in the bureau, and realized that the insider might be lurking deep and involved.So I plan to organize a team that has nothing to do with the General Administration or Tivian to investigate, and I will be one of them.

What surprised Greg even more was that if he was successfully transferred on the train, then there would definitely be an insider in the secret investigation team organized by Harold!A ghost comes out of the anti-ghost team!

Thinking of this, Greg couldn't help being afraid for a while. If the tricks of those guys on the train succeed, this unformed team is likely to be completely useless because of the ghost who replaced his identity. The inner ghost was found out.And if the transfer of himself was also a deliberate act of those people, does it mean that Harold's plan to form a team has also been exposed?Then to what extent has the General Administration been infiltrated by the eight-pointed nest!

Chapter 310 Two Choices

Greg was stunned on the spot, thinking about the consequences if he was really replaced, and after being afraid for a long time, he finally said to Harold fortunately.

"His Highness entrusted me with such a task, and I will definitely do my best to complete the task."

"Okay, I am very motivated, but you are not in a hurry to start this task. On the one hand, your teammates have not yet expired, and on the other hand, you still have to be promoted. To participate in such a task, an apprentice must be far away. Not enough." As he said, Harold took another sip of the black tea in the cup, and after tasting it for a while, he looked at Greg and said.

"Since your review has been completed, let's hurry up and start preparing for promotion. By the way, have you thought about which branch you will be promoted to?"

"Eh... there is still a choice? Shouldn't it only be advanced as a wind spell user?" Greg was startled when he heard Harold's words. At first, he thought that after coming to the main office, he should only be advanced The Wind Artisan of the Way of the Storm is the same as his old director James, but he didn't expect to have others.

"Hehe, it's true that the way of the storm is the signature of our Prian Hidden Bureau, but it doesn't mean that we only master this side way. You still have a choice." With a chuckle, Harold started to look at Gray Ge listed and said.

"The way of the storm of the main 'shadow' and auxiliary 'stone' is originally a family inheritance of our Despenser royal family since ancient times. With our bestowal, many people in our country's security bureau and military are now on this branch Extraordinary on the way, our country also relied on this powerful ability to control the wind, and was able to overwhelm other countries in naval battles to obtain a strong sea power. This complete storm is the symbol of Prieter.

"Because of this, we also have the most people in the route of the storm, and the route of the storm is also the most stable route for you, with the greatest potential for future development."

After Harold finished speaking, he paused for Greg to digest the information for a while, and then continued to speak.

"Besides the Path of Explosion, in fact, our Bureau has recently mastered a branch path of a new main 'shadow' auxiliary 'cup' called the Path of Blood Darkness. This is after we recently destroyed a den of an evil association The unexpected harvest obtained is that this side road has the ability to change his appearance. At the Cretaceous stage, he can even hypnotize humans easily, turn into bats, and quickly recover from injuries by sucking blood.

"We only obtained this branch path not long ago. Compared with the path of storm, this branch path is not complete, and we have only mastered the Cretaceous step. But because this path of blood darkness is just in our game We are starting, so we are willing to spend more resources to train the first batch of newcomers on the path of blood darkness. If you are willing to choose this branch path, you will be our key training target, and there will be sufficient resources for you. As long as your performance is a little outstanding, then there is a very hopeful promotion to the chalk.

"But after the Cretaceous Step, we lack the ceremony of this side road. However, as far as an ordinary hunter is concerned, it is thankful to be able to reach the Black Soil Step in his life. Reaching the Cretaceous Step requires a great opportunity, which is hard to come by. Things, so you don’t need to think about things above chalk. This is just an opportunity for you.

"Now, I've told you all the branch routes you can choose. Just tell me after you think about it."

Harold said this to Greg, and Greg was taken aback after hearing his words, and a confusion in his heart was suddenly solved at this moment.