Rufas, the chief of the "Iron Blooded Sons", only told the second half. The first half would not be revealed until Jussis asked in person during the "Star Cup War" two months later.
Rean had no intention of asking in advance, and followed his words: "Beyond, right? In my opinion, you have accumulated enough strength to try to achieve your goal."
"Wouldn't it be inappropriate for you, a true 'Iron-Blooded Son', to say this?" Rufus narrowed his eyes and asked with a half-smile.
"There is nothing inappropriate. Whether it is the time spent together or our respective ideas, you are more qualified for this title than me."
Rean absolutely said this from the bottom of his heart.
Not only in these two aspects, but also in other aspects.
Both Osborne and Rufus are all-round talents in martial arts, military strategy, governance, and diplomacy, making it impossible to find any shortcomings.
In comparison, although Rean was considered to be extremely talented, his excellence was only in one aspect of martial arts. Counting piloting mechas and teaching and educating people, it was only in three aspects. He was completely incomparable with the two above.
Regardless of appearance, Rufus is indeed more like Osborne's son than him.
"Hahahaha. Being able to hear you say that is the greatest compliment to me. Maybe for you, we are your replacement, but even so, I will keep going."
Rufus laughed, a laugh that ruined the image of the noble young master.
"But it's not possible to transcend now. My strength is not enough. Many of the things you see were given to me by Your Excellency and do not belong to me. In addition, I still lack the most critical thing."
Rean knew very well that he was talking about the Golden Horseman El Prado, but you will never have a chance this time, and no one will give it to you.
He sneered in his heart, but his face was expressionless, quietly waiting for Rufus' next words.
"This can be considered a test. Your Excellency is a person who understands human nature very well and will take different countermeasures according to different people.
Me, Major Rector, Major Claire, and Miriam, different people have different ideas, and you will also give them different 'homework'. Only by completing this can you be qualified to come into contact with the real core - 'The Black One'. The secret of the workshop and your true plan.
Maybe you don’t want to admit it, but you are also within the scope of the test. Let’s support each other, Rean Schwarzer. "
"Yes." Although the methods of refueling were different, Rean nodded and stood up.
Having finished speaking, Rufas also began to tidy up his appearance during the narration process. Even if he wanted to say more, he didn't have the time.
Both Rufus and Rean knew that these words could never be said in public, otherwise the mere exposure of their identities would trigger another round of turmoil in the political arena.
At 19:00 in the evening, the dinner officially started.
All the distinguished guests of the inspection team, as well as the invited leading figures of Crossbell, were all present.
These big shots, either in high positions or with countless assets, were in groups, chatting elegantly and gracefully. The scene looked exceptionally harmonious - even if it was only superficially harmonious.
Everyone who has been able to reach this point is a master of superficiality. Even if he wishes you would die in the next second, he still exchanges pleasantries with a smile on his face.
This kind of communication is too early for the vast majority of students. They can't feel it at all, and they don't have the heart to feel it - because they are also enjoying dinner.
Rufus did what he said. Although it was in a side hall next to the main banquet hall, he really entertained all the students according to the standards of a VIP dinner. Except that no drinks were given, everything else was exactly the same.
The students were either eating hard or chatting. Few of them were really looking at the large surveillance screen in the center. The few who were looking were just to see the cute girls.
Your Highness the Princess is so cute.
The dark-haired girl next to me is my favorite.
Sure enough, students' ideological education is very problematic.
Rean confirmed this again, but this time there was no need to make a special report. All the instructors were there, and Mihai could hear it clearly. He had already complained more than once: "The students shouldn't be allowed to eat so luxuriously."
Of course, this does not mean that he wants to eat alone. Like Rean, Randy, and Tova, he didn't look away from the screen during the whole process, and he would just grab a little bit of food to ensure that his combat effectiveness would not be affected by hunger, nor would his health be reduced by eating too much.
However, not everyone has the strong self-control of the instructors. For students who are not mature enough, an environment that is too comfortable will make them relax their vigilance, which is not in line with the empire's concept of "always on the battlefield". The regular army will lower their dietary standards from time to time. There are similar considerations.
Both Rean and Randy agreed. Tova thought it was good. After all, the students usually worked very hard. It was good to have a rare opportunity to relax. And without this invitation, Randy could only stay in the camp. Now he could at least go out, and the process of going and returning was also good. You can take a look at the changes in Crossbell.
With that said, the three male *** said nothing more.
The security mission assigned by the Governor's Palace to the Second Branch only lasts until the dinner, but they cannot leave immediately afterwards. Instead, they have to be on standby at the Orchid Tower until the Governor's Palace safely delivers the distinguished guests to the Guest House.
During this period, you can move around relatively freely, and you don't necessarily have to wait in the side hall. You can go to the corridor to look at the night view, or find a quiet place to sit for a while, as long as you don't step out of the designated area.
The instructors finally stopped keeping surveillance. Randy and Tova continued to stay in the side hall and keep an eye on the students to prevent them from having too much fun and causing trouble.
Mihail went to deal with the restless group of reporters, the ones who were taken away before the dinner started.
Li En also followed, because he knew that Weiwei was inside. For Li En's sake and Weiwei's status as a graduate of the main school, Mihail just reprimanded him a few times without punishing him too much.
Although Rean also reiterated the rules of the Orchid Tower and played the Linde card, seeing that Weiwei still wanted to contact Speaker McDowell and the speaker's granddaughter, he probably didn't listen.
Come to think of it, if I hear this, I won't come to Crossbell. Originally, this kind of thing was not the turn of Weiwei, a new reporter, so she used some tricks to come here specially.
The male reporter with him seemed quite reliable, he looked calm and experienced, and he had been telling Weiwei not to mess around since just now.
"Excuse me, I am Reinz, a reporter affiliated with the Crossbell Times. Due to the cooperative relationship with the Empire Times, I came in with Miss Weiwei this time. This is my business card. If you have the opportunity, I hope you can give it to a famous person. 'Grey Knight' does an exclusive interview."
Rean just took the business card politely at first, but when he saw an inconspicuous mark on the corner of the business card, his eyes froze.
This is the secret code of the R&A investigation company established by Lieber's former Royal Army Colonel Richard. This person is obviously the secret agent sent to Crossbell by Lieber.
"If the exercise is over and there is still some free time."
"Wait, wait a minute." Weiwei quit, "Shouldn't you consider me, an old classmate, first for an exclusive interview? We had an extraordinary relationship when we were students -"
"Stop using that adjective." Li En stopped him first, "Otherwise I will go to Linde to complain, including everything you did tonight."
"I was wrong, Lord Rean."
Weiwei put her hands together in a gesture of supplication. Tonight's behavior was indeed a bit out of bounds. Linda knew she would be angry, but Emma was not much better off if Linda was angry.
Then he raised one eyelid and looked at Li En pitifully.
"Well, about the interview—"
"How about we publish it jointly?" Reinz suggested.
"I think it's okay," Li En said.
It was just an excuse to connect people, but if it were to be published, Reinz's own hidden identity might not be preserved.
The Gray Knight has not received any more interviews since he became an instructor. How could you, a reporter from Crossbell who has nothing to do with you, suddenly get an interview without arousing suspicion?
But the relationship with Weiwei was different. He was a comrade, an old classmate, and a reporter. Li En was also very emotional, so it was normal to give him face.
