Chapter 370 Social Mass
"Fuck..." Old Blue looked at the appointment letter in the file bag and couldn't help but complain:
"I retired before I even got the rank of lieutenant... and now you're thinking of me? No, no, no! I'm just a nuisance!"

Roy hummed and said:

"Well said! You are worthy of being our senior commissioned punisher! But I have already accepted it for you. There are corresponding badges and other things in the bag. The military uniform is still being customized... It should be delivered in a few days."

"Shit!" Old Blue threw the file bag away and shouted:

"You're sick! Let an old guy like me take up another position? Can't you put in some new carrots?
"Are you sick too? You think we've been too idle lately and you have to find something to do?!"

Roy controlled a whirlwind to pull the paper bag back, and said gloatingly:

“What does it matter? It’s not like I’m going to the military to serve as a colonel.

"To be serious, this is actually a compromise by the military... It was caused by the 'Noble Protection Plan' being passed by both the House of Commons and the House of Lords after the Duke Negan case...

"Seeing the general trend, the military began to recruit the Punishers with military backgrounds within our ranks... It's normal.

“And you’re an old fellow who loves to join in the fun and stir up trouble. Isn’t it normal for you to be chosen?

"In addition, His Excellency the 'Singer of God' admires and is very satisfied with you. He said that he wants you to recover from your injuries as soon as possible so that you can join the promotion queue of the 'Singer of the Sea'...

"How jealous, old man! What the hell was I doing for the past ten years? Why didn't I go to Tingen earlier and pull you out to work for me? Maybe I would have become a demigod..." Roy sighed with great emotion.

Fors and Xio were both shocked. Old Blue's promotion speed was too outrageous! He was almost at Sequence 5?! No, I had to hurry up to Sequence 7! Fortunately, the main ingredients for the potion were all gathered, and I just had to wait for the progress of the role-playing...

Old Blue was also surprised, but then he reacted and said:

"I see, I see. There are still about a hundred people in the queue for promotion. Oh, unless there's a war, we'll have to wait for decades. This is really exciting."

Roy curled his lips and said:
"Just be content. How many people can't get into that team in their entire lives? This is the biggest obstacle to promotion. Without the appreciation of the top management... how can there be so many materials for you?" He turned his head and said to the two stunned ladies:
"Don't worry, Beyonders outside the Sailor Path don't have this worry. As long as you have enough merits and qualifications, the Church will give you a chance to be promoted. Work hard."

Old Bru was happy:
"What a double standard, Roy, if you want to pua them, you should start early...

"In fact, everyone knows the twists and turns inside, but they really don't need to worry too much. Don't we still have you, Roy, as our 'senior'? When you become a demigod, can you still forget about us, your loyal subordinates?
"Okay, okay, hurry up and go. A cute blonde nurse will be bringing a delicious lunch soon. Don't disturb me while I eat!"

Roy's face was filled with an unhappy expression again. He led the two ladies out of the ward, but did not leave. He waited quietly at the door for a while until a beautiful blonde nurse came with an extremely large and exquisite lunch... He immediately stopped the nurse and said:
"I'm sorry, my elders have just finished the lunch we brought and have already laid down to rest. They said that they don't want to be disturbed... Please leave the food to me, thank you."

The blonde nurse exclaimed:
"You take such good care of your family members. I really hope some family members can learn from your behavior... I'll leave it to you. You are such a gentleman."

Roy took the plate with a smile and nodded:

"Thank you, beautiful lady~"

Fors and Xio both had tense expressions. Deacon Roy was too petty! If he took away the lunch, someone would go hungry...

At the dining table of the Hall family in Backlund Queens, the atmosphere seemed to have returned to normal.

Today's dinner is equally sumptuous, with salads made from the freshest vegetables sent from a farm in the suburbs, lamb chops from a lamb slaughtered that day, and very good vintage wine from the wine cellar.

Earl Hall took a sip of red wine and sighed:

“Recently…it’s better not to hold any more dances, and it’s best not to attend dances held by others.

"What's wrong with assassins nowadays? They all choose to strike at balls..." First it was Duke Negan, then the dinner party hosted by Jason, and then the Intis Embassy! He didn't say the latter part because he didn't want to be involved in the Duke's assassination case, the truth of which was already unclear.

Hibbert Hall hesitated. He had not been doing well these past few days. He had gone to ask his acquaintances what happened on the night of the Duke's Ball, but those people... simply pretended to be sick and refused to see him! After all the effort, they finally met, but they kept silent. Their mouths, which used to be as easy as drinking water to speak ill of the high-ranking nobles, were now as if they were sewn shut.

Afterwards, the "Loen Kingdom Atmosphere Committee" he participated in also encountered changes. More than half of the members withdrew directly, and the attitudes of the remaining members were also ambiguous...

This situation was reversed only after the death of old Viscount Learson and his parents took Audrey to St. Samuel's Church. Now, he is still the eldest son of the Earl who is flattered by everyone.

And Hibbert finally understood that his father... was still very wise. His father solved the problems that he himself could not solve. This was where he still needed to improve, even though the price was... Audrey's freedom.

He glanced at his sister and found that the blonde girl was still radiant, but she was no longer wearing the princess dress or cake dress she used to wear, but something relatively more mature...

He turned his head and said:

"Father, the upcoming 'social season'... no balls, banquets, salons, so what should we do? Is there anything you can teach me?"

Earl Hall nodded slightly, seeming very satisfied with his son's attitude, and said:
"'Socializing' is essential, but the traditional dance format should change and become safer... Of course, it is not yet confirmed what it is, but I believe it will appear soon."

Audrey put down her silver knife and fork and smiled softly at her father:

"I got some news from a friend. It is said that the three major churches will hold more solemn and grand mass ceremonies regularly in the future... The ceremony will be presided over by an archbishop. After the ceremony, the clergy will leave, leaving time and space for the believers..."

"Mass?" Hibbert repeated incredulously.

"Does it mean that all social activities of the nobility will be conducted at church mass ceremonies in the future? This..."

Earl Hall also fell into thought. His daughter's intelligence should be fine. Why did the church...want to interfere in social activities? Would this cause a strong resistance?

At this time, the steward of the Hall family was excited and walked quickly to the earl's side, with uncontrollable joy in his tone:
"Master, the Second Young Master...is back!"

(End of this chapter)