City Guard Headquarters.
Since Lord Bulwer established the new special operations team, the working atmosphere of the entire city guard has changed.
Almost all important tasks that required powerful magic were assigned to members of the Red Rose Team, so their treatment also increased, and a large bonus was paid out almost every month.
In contrast to this team's triumphant performance, the other ordinary city guards looked particularly bleak.
"Ah~ I also want to join that...Red Rose Team!"
In a certain office, a guard saw this month's pay slip and let out a cry of grief.
"Hey, it's just you?" Another person attacked mercilessly, "You don't even want to see what your level is and whether you are worthy of becoming Miss Vera's teammate."
After saying that, his face changed, and he came to Vera's side with a dogged expression, and said with a flattering expression: "Miss Vera~ If the Red Rose Team has plans to recruit new members, please don't forget to follow me~"
Vera had just received her new work arrangement and was preparing to pack her things and leave. Upon hearing this, she stopped what she was doing and glanced aside.
"If you really want to join, just apply to Lord Bulwer. He will recruit new people as appropriate."
When the man heard this, he immediately showed a look of disdain.
If I apply directly to Mr. Bulwer, wouldn't it be impossible to be accommodating... If it were so easy to join, I wouldn't have to work hard to get closer to the members who have already joined.
Seeing that he couldn't answer for a long time, Vera didn't say anything more, but left the room with a slightly indifferent expression.
Since almost all the existing members of the Red Rose Team have been transferred from various departments, in order to give them a better adaptation time, in addition to performing certain special tasks, generally speaking, they will return to their original work departments. .
However, it turns out that all the work at hand has been reassigned to others, and the immediate superior has become the top executive himself, so no one dares to disturb him even if he is fishing in the office.
Generally it's easy.
However, according to Lord Bulwer, he has planned a new office space for the team members, so this situation will not last long.
Vera was not looking forward to this.
That means that every move you make in your daily life will be seen in the eyes of your superiors.
She subconsciously clutched the documents in her hands a little tighter.
Among them was an inconspicuous form, which was a plan for receiving envoys from the Kingdom of Stuart.
That's right——
In addition to shouldering the security tasks assigned to her by Lord Bulwer, she was also a spy for the Winche family to infiltrate the city guard.
This is not an unusual thing.
There are many city guards on the hillside, and no one is sure what the background is behind the unattractive-looking person next to them.
People without a backing cannot go far, so she is no exception and has found her own way out.
That is...the great nobleman with the status of Duke, Elliot Winche.
She even thought about helping the Wenche family as an insider in the city guard for a few years, and then using this relationship, she asked them to make her an ordinary teacher at Qingxi Academy.
However, after joining the Red Rose Team, his status rose a lot and he came into contact with more core secrets.
However, this also means that the risk of information leakage has suddenly become much greater.
If the identity of the insider is exposed, in the eyes of the city guard commander, he will definitely be regarded as a traitor who cheats on others.
It is even possible to be used as cannon fodder and be sacrificed without anyone noticing during a dangerous mission.
After finally getting to this point, she didn't want to get such a result.
So... she plans to change her current difficult situation by starting with the next generation of the Wenche family.
…
In Qingxi Academy.
The next generation successor of the Wench family is currently fashionable and does not have the consciousness to be used as a springboard for his destiny by others.
After discussing a series of small details with Lawrence yesterday, they finally formulated the most economical reception plan, which is——
Use a grand dance to honor the envoy.
Sitting in the Lily Club's activity room, Wayne carefully folded and folded the drafted plan in his hand.
Three days have passed.
Now, it’s time to test the final result!
As the acting president previously proposed by the Academy Council, Richard stepped onto the stage without hesitation.
"Now that everyone is here, let's cast your crucial vote for the position of Acting President that we deserve for this term!"
He looked around and handed over the voting card he had already placed at hand.
A light-tight, airtight wooden box was placed alone in the center of the activity room.
"Excluding Cousin Raphael and others who abstained from voting, there are a total of thirty-seven voting cards." Although everyone already knew this, Richard emphasized the rules again.
"Please write your favorite candidates on the card, fold it and put it into the wooden box. If anyone whispers or pulls, the votes will be invalid!"
That being said, everyone has already reached an agreement in private, so there is no need to collude now.
Wayne picked up the voting card, looked it back and forth, and then wrote his name on the inside page.
Anyway, it is anonymous voting, so there is no such thing as humility.
He threw the voting card into the wooden box with a very relaxed expression, then sat back and waited for the public counting of votes.
To be honest, this voting method seems to be very fair, and every procedure involved has very detailed regulations.
But, that's just a look.
All benefits exchanged will be distributed before voting.
If the competition is as fierce as in previous years, in addition to private exchanges of interests, candidates will even hold special briefings to canvass votes before the official start of the campaign, or hand out some ingenious small gifts to create a strong momentum.
But the situation this time is different.
The name of the acting president is not as good as that of the official president. In addition, the candidates are only a few old acquaintances, so the preparation in advance is much duller.
If Lawrence hadn't been causing trouble everywhere, it might have been difficult to mobilize even the most basic sense of tension.
"Is there anyone who has not voted? I will count down for ten seconds. If there is no objection, the unsubmitted votes will be deemed as abstentions."
Richard looked around, confirmed that the voting was over, shook the wooden box a few times, and then started counting the votes one by one.
Each time a name was announced, he would turn the inside page front-side out and display it.
Fortunately, the number of voting cards is actually not large.
soon--
It will be known whose family the flower will fall on.
