Steel steam and flame

Kara's decision to leave Manoma has long been decided, the only uncertainty is the length of time. Cassia was looking forward to seeing Kara again in her heart. This separation might be forever. But on the other hand, he also hopes that Carla will leave the dangerous area of ​​​​Manoma as soon as possible after completing the heart replacement surgery. Having already "died" once, it was not easy to find such an opportunity. Cassia did not want this plan to fail. In Kara's dictionary, failure equals death, real death.

I don't know what words should be used to express my current mood. After seeing the four words "not approved", Cassia was in no mood to rest. After putting on dry training clothes and drinking a glass of cold water, her dry throat felt a little better. Cassia walked out of the dormitory room and came to Ye Jielin's door.

The metal door was ajar, and Ye Jielin was about to come out. She is the most punctual person, and she never misses a minute or a second every time.

"What's wrong? Your face doesn't look very good. The training is too intense?" Ye Jielin changed her clothes and came out. Her short hair was tidied up and it no longer looked as messy as yesterday.

After thinking for a while, Cassia decided to seek help from Ye Jielin. Of course, not all the things about Kara were told. Cassia randomly found a defensible reason and asked Ye Jielin how to go out in the recent period.

"There is no way. Since the two applications were not approved and no reason was given, then this decision is not specifically for you, but for all military school students. When I go to training later, I can also go The management department will submit the outing application and confirm it." Ye Jielin said, "But please don't take your decision too seriously, the result is almost certain."

Cassia nodded as a thank you.

Ye Jielin waved her hand, "Are you really that anxious?"

Cassia nodded.

"But there is no need to think about it during this period. I think the ban on going out will last for a long time. The military school has done this kind of thing before. It is inexplicable and the reason is not told to us. But if you really want to go out, it seems that there is An opportunity." Ye Jielin thought for a while and said, "Did you read the latest notice last night? About signing a new agreement and participating in the dance held by the school?"

Seeing Cassia nodding, Ye Jielin continued: "The dance is usually held in the Victory Building, built by the Empire and one of Manoma's landmark buildings. It shouldn't be very strictly guarded at that time, just be careful. You can take this opportunity to sneak out. As long as the time is right, the hall where the dance is held is very spacious. There are so many people in it, and I don’t think anyone can tell that you are missing." Ye Jielin smiled.

"Then we can only wait slowly." Cassia said with regret.

When I returned to the dormitory in the evening, Ye Jielin's application for going out was indeed rejected. She was already prepared, but Cassia still felt uncomfortable and helpless. Perhaps the most unbearable thing in the world is waiting without knowing the result. The slow passage of time every day is an unbearable torture for Cassia, and high-intensity training has not had the effect it should have. Distracting effect.

Three days later, Cassia saw Atuohuan's almost round body in the corridor. Compared with before the mission, Atuohuan seemed to have gained weight again, his face became more rosy, and his eyes became shrewder.

"Hey, Cassia, it's great to see you again." Ato came over and wanted to hug Cassia, but he was so fat that he couldn't make the movement of closing his arms. "You don't know, in In the mission..."

Atuohuan began to complain next to Cassia, and from time to time he looked at Ye Jielin's face next to him. But it did not achieve the effect he expected. Ye Jielin seemed not to hear the whole process. She kept leaning on the guardrail and looking at the same scenery down the aisle that she had seen for several months without saying a word.

Ye Jielin has long understood the measurement of the Atrop ring. In the end, it was Cassia who comforted Atuohuan, although he still had troubles in his heart that could not be erased.

Two days later, just when the new agreement was about to be signed, Selmer came back from completing his mission.

An indifferent person silently knocked on Ye Jielin and Cassia's door, telling them that he was fine and talking about what happened during the mission.

Like Cassia, it was also a second-level team mission. It went smoothly in the early stage, but when the mission was about to be completed, everything changed. The enemy is not a fool, there are people from the seminary mixed in. When they dropped fishing nets on the enemy, the enemy also dropped time bombs into the nets. Naturally many were killed when they closed the net. In the end, only Selmer survived. He was seriously injured and spent more than ten days in hospitals in other areas. When he was almost recovered, he returned to the military school. People who were already intolerant have now become even more silent. In the past, I could add a word or two from time to time, but now when the four of them went to the management department together, they didn't say a word. In addition to nodding in agreement, it seemed that in more than a month, he had unknowingly turned into a steel machine with no expression. Everyone has changed, but Selmer more obviously.

In front of the management department, it was the same as when they performed the dragon tissue transplant surgery. The rooms were arranged in a fishbone shape. Enter the corresponding room according to the student number. It's just that the number of people has been reduced by more than half. Those who can't come here now probably will never be able to come here. They are all put in body bags at the moment.

In Room 1024, the main color is still metallic silver, with steel floors, no soft carpets, stainless steel tables, large bronze clocks, staff in black formal attire, walls painted white all around, and blazing white light. Everything remains unchanged.

"Hello, Mr. Cassia." With the same words, he pushed over three agreements and a pen with black ink.

"If you have no doubts, please sign your name."

Taking a deep breath, Cassia picked up the first document, holding a hard object, approximately rectangular in shape.

It's a military rank, it looks like a sharp sword inserted horizontally in the middle of the gears, it's brass in color, and it's rank is Warrant Officer 2. You don’t need to read the agreement. It’s a mass-produced product printed on the assembly line in the factory. The quantity is too large to be used up.

Without thinking or reading a word, Cassia turned to the end and signed her name.

The second copy is more formal. It is no longer cheap printing paper, but snow-white hard-shell paper. The imperial text on it is also hot-gilded and has a majestic power.

This is a letter of title conferment personally authorized by the five princes. In the empire, in addition to the titles of marquis and above that need to be conferred by the king himself, other titles such as baron, viscount, and earl can be conferred by contemporary princes and dukes to those who meet the qualifications.

There is no brass plate representing the identity, the title is just a letter of authorization, and this letter of authorization belongs to the baron who stands at the top level of the title. Still not thinking about it, Cassia turned to the thick stack of agreements and signed her name.

The staff in front of him kept looking at his fingers and ignored Cassia's actions. Since there was no doubt, he also wanted to end this almost procedural work as soon as possible.

The third copy, a mixture of red and gold, the paper is as gorgeous as the hard-shell cover, and even has gold and silver trim. It no longer smells of ink, but has a faint fragrance, the fragrance of roses and roses. This is no longer an agreement, it should be said to be an honor, the honor of being a knight.

This is neither an agreement nor a grant. It may be more appropriate to regard it as a contract of equal exchange. Sign your name, abide by the terms of knighthood and chivalry spirit written in imperial characters, and you will become a knight recognized by the empire, a knight who represents power, strength, and glory.

Although this is just a trainee knight, it is also a necessary stage to become a real knight.

After signing his name, Cassia folded the three-point document again, capped the pen cap, pushed these things back to the staff, and only took away the military rank medal he deserved.

"Thank you." The staff member thanked Cassia for the speed of completion.

Cassia responded politely, then stood up and walked out of the depressing room.

Outside, Ye Jielin, Atuohuan and the others were already waiting for Cassia.

"Coming out, it's very fast this time." Ye Jielin looked at Cassia and said.

"First of all, congratulations on becoming a second-level warrant officer, a lifelong baron, and a trainee knight." Ye Jielin smiled. "This is a standard set of advanced civilian configurations."