Louis paused around his hair's fingers and stopped. Although he felt that he was on the side of the civilians, it was undeniable that his father's aristocratic identity and Scarlet's family name did block him a lot of trouble.

The simplest example is, if he was a civilian, how could he be promoted to a second lieutenant in accordance with the imperial rules?

The promotion period revealed by the rules is all the ideal conditions. How long does it take to be promoted is just the lower limit!

After enjoying such treatment, I have to follow the laws of the nobles. Louis nodded, "Anyway, Bercett, I will report to my superiors and try to let you meet the people you want to meet."

"Scaret, won't your family participate in the feast of these Hot Mooners?"

Is this aristocrat who treats the Scarlett family as a capable nobleman abroad?

However, there was no such big family behind Louis, so he simply avoided talking, "I can't control my family's affairs... But then again, there are many extraordinary people in Favas. Not many of the old guys who started the war thirty years ago died. Do you really think they can overthrow Favas?"

"Dear Louis!" Iyanworu called Louis' name, "It never matters how Favas is! What's important is that we can get a cute pound from it!"

"They are destroying and can they get gold pounds?"

"That's right." Yiyanworu said arrogantly: "Louis, after you go back this time, you should learn from your father. Even if you get a military rank, you still need to know how to make money!"

But often the more arrogant people are, the more they like to be a teacher. He quickly explained: "Shar Fifteen (the former emperor of the Favas Republic) did win the war, but the treasury was also empty. The spoils became his and the parliament's private collections. Not only were they unable to get the mud legs, but the new nobles who won the battle did not get much!"

"Take the opportunity of chaos in the city, they can move away some of their trophys. Similarly, the people we sent can get a share of the pie. This is the most important thing. Those high-level extraordinary people will not go out. They will only guard their own family business, prevent the entry of mud legs, and cause some trouble for their old opponents, and drag them into the crowd to get some valuable goods."

"As for continuing to disrupt the city of Podor and allowing the military operations to proceed smoothly, that is something the royal family should care about... At least, without the participation of the Lidta Empire, the Kingdom of Sardin, etc., how could those Hot Moons make such a big fuss?"

"But it's still early to end. The city of Podor, which has just covered Favas, has not been waiting for the promotion of other cities, but they are looking forward to the arrival of the Hot Moons every day! If the old nobles are not washed away, how can they rise to power in the parliament?"

When Louis led the team into Berceit, the Remote Party had just started to march, and he had been hiding and seeking with the guerrillas for the next half month, but he was not sure where they had gone.

But no matter how it is, it still requires change!

Louis sighed at the hearts of these people, "Aren't you worried that the Hot Moons will not end until the end?"

"There are extraordinary people. Charles Sixteen agreed to the demands of the parliament, and the nobles would send people to suppress them. Now the power of the royal family is completely held back by various situations. As long as we think, no mud-legged can make a big splash - and where are there real Hot Moons? They are all fake. If you dare to believe these untouchables, you will die."

"I hope so." Louis did not comment.

Any uncontrolled uprisings and revolutions will often have unexpected power in the end. It will be much more difficult to control the scale when it swept.

But after all, this world has extraordinary power, so Louis continued to talk as he said.

...

After speeding up the bus, everyone arrived at the border in just five days. After cumbersome confirmation procedures, they were finally able to pass through the towering and towering border city of Saroga on the evening of the fifth day. As soon as they entered Saroga city, they were welcomed by the citizens in a passionate and chaotic manner.

The morale of the troops who won and fled were completely different. The citizens of Saroga near the Eastern Front could see the squad full of trophy at a glance. In the continuous propaganda of the Empire, this was to punish the Grand Duchy of Poma to leave Ledeta a hundred years ago, and also imposed the shame of the invasion of Scrub the Favas to the battle against Bercet.

The citizens near the city gate randomly stuffed the soldiers with a lot of strange intentions: pancakes that were so hard that they could not chew, sour wine, and small copper jewelry... The petals kept throwing down from the attic, and fell on their bodies with the falling snow. A faint mist was emitted above the citizens' heads, and the ash smoke from the chimneys in the city reached the sky.

A priest of a sacred temple came towards him, and the sacred light lit up in his hands and bathed on everyone: "Thank you, our guardians who have won all kinds of battles! Defeat the enemy and drive away the pagans, and the gods are with you! May the brilliance of the sacred temple and the glory of the sacred tower spread to the world!"

The oncoming flowers filled the arms of almost every soldier, and the overflowing enthusiasm did not fade until nightfall, and Louis and others were able to enter the barracks.

After settling down, Louis received a notice that the division in Robben City had moved forward to the Saroga defense line and was responsible for taking over the combat preparations on the Eastern Front.

Following the messenger were two strong men in military uniforms. They moved in a box of strong wine without laughing. "This is the company commander who rewards Lieutenant Louis. Please wait for one more day. Your reward will come tomorrow. I hope you can help my brothers with the opportunity."

Woods put a pile of flowers in his arms on the table, picked up the bottle and was amazed, "We are welcomed after a small victory. If we were a company of 100 people, we would have brought the guerrillas, wouldn't it be a carnival in the whole city?"

"This is not a good thing." Louis slapped the petals on his body, "which means that the losses of other troops may be greater than expected, and the above have to boost morale in this way."

"I'm afraid someone wants to take credit... Sir, what should I do?" Woods widened his eyes and smashed the wine that had just opened the bottle of his hand on the table. "Sir, no matter what you do, I will follow you."

Louis stared at Woods for a while, and the heart rate that could be returned by blood was not abnormal, then nodded slightly, "I'll find someone to deal with this matter, Woods, please let me know something."

"Sir, please tell me."

"You can pull the troops back into the city later, find a tavern for them to drink there, and record the money they spend in my account, and I will reimburse you when I come back."

After handling the internal affairs of the troops, Louis walked through the corridor, jumped down from the window, and headed straight to the headquarters.

There are two types of nobles. One is the new nobles. They become a noble class that relies on money, military merits, and temporary investment success. It is possible from knights to dukes, but often only one person has a title and can do a lot of things with a title, but the foundation is unstable. Unless they can do power, most old nobles will not be willing to join such nouveau riche.

One is an old nobleman. His influence cannot be summarized on the surface. He often has a more deeply rooted relationship in land annexation and industrial investment. On the surface, he may be very down-and-out, but his early investment will continue to bring benefits to the family.

If it were thirty years ago, in Grandpa Louis's generation, the Scarlett family could still be considered an old noble, but in Louis's generation, most of the relationships that were not strong enough to maintain would have been cut off.

If Louis hadn't joined the army, the other party who took the initiative to contact him, he would probably have been the one who had already cut off contact.

Most officers at battalion level and above are high-level powerhouses of level 4 or above and have the right to work in a region of the commander's office. The relationship that Louis came to find was Battalion Commander Roger Melville, who was in charge of the 1st Battalion of the 2nd Regiment of the 9th Division of the Winter Military Region.

Saroga is located on the border, and nothing else is that it is very wide. Roger, who can only work in the same building as his superiors in Robben City, actually got a small office building.

At the door of Roger's office was a hot-bodied female officer with gullies and white skin. Her long golden hair was braided in braids and fell behind her head. Under the dark green hat, she stared at Louise with blue eyes, showing a sweet but formatted smile: "Lieutenant Louis, I'm sorry, the division commander is holding an interim military meeting, and Lord Roger is still in the meeting. He said if you come, please wait in the living room, I'm sorry."

This is the document of Tess Reed, Roger Melville, and is also one of Roger's mistresses. When there was no mission in Robben City, Roger often had sex with him all night in the office.

During his military career in the past few years, I met Tess many times when dealing with Roger... But Tess had no good impression of him, a down-and-out nobleman who always begs Roger for his affairs, and it was not until he was promoted to the third level that he improved.

Louis asked sternly, "Herdes, are there frequent military officers from other countries coming in and out these days!"

"Yes, but is there any problem with this?"

"Bastard! Those are spies who spy on military intelligence. Chief Roger's office building has also sneaked into such spies!"

"Mr. Roger has talked to them in person!"

"Don't you believe me? Tess, how could Roger hide military affairs from you before! Chief Roger clearly had his witchcraft when he was captured!"

Tess was shocked for a moment and couldn't help but take a step back, shaking his chest, "Mr. Roger is the fourth level!"

Louis runs blood, "Tess, have they been alone in Chief Roger's office?"

"They only went in and walked around." Tess didn't want to take such a responsibility. "They couldn't set a trap under my current situation!"

"This little time is enough for people to set up a magic trap!" Louis judged without doubt, and the third-level fluctuation was also instantly applied to Tess. "Tess, do you look down?"
Chapter completed!