"Ahem—" Frey coughed, which immediately brought everyone back to their senses. The "meeting" where they talked with their eyes suddenly stopped. Everyone looked at his elite appearance as before, and felt that they had just lost their composure. Some people subconsciously rubbed their shoulders, and some people pulled at the corners of their clothes and looked away. For a moment, Frey actually had the illusion that he was the head teacher who suddenly stood at the back window of the classroom to inspect during evening self-study.
Bah, bah, bah, what the hell kind of association...
While he quickly pulled back his divergent thinking, he smiled slightly and said to a general at the table: "General Lu Sen, Marshal, please come to the office if you have something to do." He was polite and concise in his words. His eyes flashed across the other person's surprised face, and his smile became gentler.
"Do you know anything?" Although his military rank is much higher than Frey's, everyone in the Marshal's Mansion understands that some people should be treated politely. The colonel had been following the marshal for many years and was highly trusted, so he could not help but bring out some gentleness in his words.
Lu Sen put on his military cap and slightly adjusted the wrinkles on his body. Unknown to him, all the other colleagues around him had already pricked up their ears and held their breath.
"The marshal wants to introduce someone to you." He thought for a moment, thinking that if the general showed up in the marshal's office again and showed the same weird look just now, it would be better to throw a bullet in advance.
"Well, okay... What did you say!" Lu Sen actually asked casually, not expecting him to answer at all. The main reason was that they had just been caught thinking about the marshal and the situation was too embarrassing, so he spoke. , who knew that Frey, who was always strict with his mouth, would actually answer. But what does this answer mean
The marshal actually personally made introductions to others
Even when the emperor came, the marshal only glanced at him briefly and was not even interested in talking.
Who has such a big face!
"In the marshal's office?" He carefully asked for confirmation and couldn't help but ask again.
"Yes." Frey smiled, then smiled again. Who knows that Leng Yiyao will live under this general in the future? Let's warn him early in case someone is not mentally prepared at all.
"Thank you." Lu Sen's eyes suddenly opened wide and he cupped his hands, expressing his sincere gratitude. He accepted this favor.
"Hurry up, don't keep the marshal waiting for a long time." Frey felt that to be able to become the principal of the military academy, the other party's emotional intelligence was indeed qualified. I just don't know if this person's psychological quality can be improved a little when I get to the office later. If I am curious about "a hundred thousand whys" towards Miss Leng, I'm afraid no amount of reminders will be of any use.
Tsk, tsk, tsk, when faced with the blood on the floor of the brain, the expression of the little girl did not move. He had underestimated this girl before.
As expected, General Lu Sen didn't waste any more time, turned around, and walked quickly towards Hemmer's office.
For a moment, the hall was as quiet as a ghostland...
Frey smiled and saw off his guests consciously.
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Just as General Lu Sen walked quickly towards the office, Leng Yiyao had already transitioned from being calm to being broken.
It wasn't like she was bumped into while climbing on the bed, it was obviously Hemo's hand that made her go crazy
However, as the direct person in charge of the military academy directly under the military community, the "Luxen" in Helmer's mouth is definitely not an ordinary general. What's more, the empire's military academy is actually located in the capital...
It seems that the location is quite close to the municipal office...
. This kind of configuration is simply a domineering temperament that looks down on the world and has the final say. Only Hemo can do it...