Timothy frowned a little warily, "No, please mean... you are worth a lot?"
Anderson sighed, "No, it's not about money..."
"Her Highness rarely leaves District 1. There are some political reasons for this, as well as reasons for her own personality. According to past case analysis, if she wants to come to District 13 to preside over the Origin Guild, she must at least be able to attract people. Her things, otherwise even if it is His Majesty’s order..."
Anderson looked at his captain.
Lensak shook his head.
It would definitely not work to have Paul III give the order directly, and he had no intention of taking this shortcut.
That would have no effect except irritating Sigrid.
Seeing that the leader knew what he was doing, Anderson relaxed a little and straightened his back again.
It's him who thinks too much.
Since the leader dares to make this decision, he should be confident that the thing in his hand can attract Her Highness Sigrid.
It seemed that even he would not go so far as to threaten a princess with force.
Lensak glanced at his worried lieutenants in a funny way, and revealed the royal secrets to them as if nothing had happened.
"And Paul III probably doesn't want her to leave more than Sigrid himself..."
Anderson turned to leave, "I'm going to send you a letter now."
"return."
Lensak snapped his fingers and blocked Anderson's path with a chess piece.
He called the man back and opened his drawer again.
Although he has a certain degree of self-confidence, based on Lensak's experience, it is best to leave a little more leeway when it comes to figuring out women's thoughts, so he is also mentally prepared to be rejected.
So Anderson, who was still holding the first letter and thinking about how to mail it, saw the man open the drawer, take out a stack of letters, and pile them on the table.
"If one doesn't work, then send two. There are serial numbers on the envelopes. You can send them by looking at the serial numbers. When will she agree and when will she stop?"
Simply put, it is to give full play to the spirit of stalking.
Anderson looked at the pile of letters and felt as if he was helping his boss chase his girlfriend.
Will this kind of behavior really not be held accountable by the royal family?
"Are you sure?"
He said with difficulty.
"Of course the leader has his reasons for making such a decision, so don't ask so many questions."
Timothy came over, patted Anderson on the shoulder hypocritically, and comforted: "She is a princess after all, so it is normal not to invite her."
"These letters record the general situation of the contestants."
Lensak clicked on the thick letter and said confidently: "Based on my understanding of Sigrid, the contestants this time are all the type that is more attractive to her."
"With information about these people, there is a high possibility that Sigrid will be moved."
No wonder it's so thick.
Anderson placed the first letter in his hand at the top, and a sudden realization flashed through his mind.
"You want to find the princess as the representative of the royal family, maybe it's not just for the Origin Guild, right?"
Lensak frankly admitted, "It is indeed not just the Origin Guild, but there are also other things that need her help."
Timothy interjected: "Magic props?"
Lensak nodded and did not deliberately hide it. "The magic equipment with a relatively high confidentiality level in Area 13 was designed by Princess Sigrid. I would like to invite her to transform these equipment."
Hearing this, Anderson almost choked on his own saliva.
Even the princess dares to be used as a labor force, you are worthy of it.
He packed up the letters and was about to leave when he saw Timothy holding out his hand and blocking his way to leave.
Before he had a chance to ask, he saw this man looking at Lensak and asking respectfully: "I have ordered people to gather all the contestants together. Do you want to go and see for yourself?"
A bad premonition suddenly arose in Anderson's heart.
Sure enough, the next second, Lensak's eyes moved to himself, and the extremely familiar command sounded again, "Let Anderson go."
Timothy then raised his hand and smiled politely at Anderson.
"You can go now."
"I have already asked the contestants to be brought to the entrance of the station. Remember to show the grace of our knights."
Looking at the smiling eyes behind the gold-rimmed glasses, Anderson took a deep breath and walked out with his shoulder in his hand.
…
About twenty minutes later, the contestants outside the camp finally saw Anderson.
The adjutant, who seemed to have an extraordinary status, held four letters and greeted them with a smile.
That humble attitude made the contestants feel less anxious about waiting.
As soon as they met, Anderson, who knew what these people were thinking, announced the results straight to the point.
"Congratulations to everyone, you have successfully met the standards and qualified in this qualifying competition."
"This is the letter of certification from the group leader to you. It is also his encouragement and expectation for you. Please keep it."
Of course, the letter was ghostwritten by me.
Anderson added in his mind as he handed out the letter.
Maya took the envelope, opened it first, and took out the letter inside.
Basil raised his eyebrows and came over, and saw the very official beginning.
He read it subconsciously.
"Thank you everyone..."
Just after reading four words, Mira covered her mouth.
"You're the only one with a long mouth!"
She glanced awkwardly at the other people who looked here for a moment, and scolded in a low voice.
Basil shrugged nonchalantly and swallowed the rest of his words.
Following the wizard, the witch group also opened the letter with a nonchalant expression.
Imiya held the letter, looked at it twice, chuckled, and revealed it.
"That's not the tone Rensak would have."
...In fact, he actually read it himself, with just a little polishing.
Anderson added inwardly.
But he definitely couldn't admit it openly. He looked at the witch with a half-smiling face and responded in a sincere tone.
"This letter is the leader's opinion on your performance in this competition. Please take it back and read it carefully. As for the specific matters of the Origin Guild, it will be announced in the future. When there is news, I will notify you in time. .”
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