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Chapter 333 Recruitment

Chapter 333 Recruiting

After finishing the visual training for the day, Gaode returned to his dormitory in Building 6 as usual after having a free lunch in the "canteen".

 But what was different from the past was that when he was about to go upstairs, Gothe suddenly noticed that there were two people standing there at the corner of the steps, seemingly waiting for someone.

 The moment they saw him, both of their eyes lit up slightly.

 It seems that she is specially waiting for him.

 Gaode's eyes quickly scanned the clothes of the two people.

  The carefully cut tight-fitting top, the fabric is very high-quality at first glance, and the shoulders and elbows also use clever splicing technology, which can facilitate movement without affecting the appearance.

The trousers are wool tight trousers, the color matches the top. On the outside of the trousers, there is a row of exquisite buttons, extending from the waist to the ankles.

 Paired with leather high boots, it looks very neat.

  Such clothing is undoubtedly only worn by nobles.

  "Gaode?"

  When Gaode looked at the two of them, the two of them were also looking at Gaode.

 One of the gentle-looking men was the first to ask.

 "Who are you two?" Gao De raised his eyebrows slightly and asked.

“We are also Sea Sentinel mages who live in this building, but we usually go home to live and don’t stay here, so you have been here for so long and we haven’t met yet.” The man said with a smile.

   "My name is Zuo Wen Burns, my current military rank is corporal."

   "Ul Newman, I am also a corporal."

   The two introduced themselves one after another.

 Naur Newman looked obviously much older than Zuo Wen Burns, and had the same military rank, but he stood half a body behind Zuo Wen Burns, as if he was the leader of the other party.

 Gaode hesitated for a moment, but still reported his name, "Gaode, second-class trainee mage."

After confirming Gaode's identity, Zuo Wen Burns asked with a smile: "Master Gao De, I would like to ask, do you have any difficulties or needs in terms of money or resources?"

 Seeing that Gao De's face seemed to be different, Zuo Wen explained calmly: "That's right, we know that you have a bad background, and you can come all the way from a small place like Xi'an to join the Coast Guard. Soldier, relying entirely on his own outstanding talent, is really amazing."

 "In a place like Xi'an where resources are scarce, I heard that you were born as a street child, and to achieve what you have today, even if you are extremely talented, you must have suffered a lot and put in a lot of hardships."

 "Thank you for your concern, it's actually not bad." Gao De replied calmly.

Zuo Wen didn't take Gao De's reaction seriously and continued: "No matter how high your talent is, you still need enough resources to realize it. You are alone in Dorne City and have no one to rely on, so you will be stretched in this regard."


"There have always been many mages with civilian backgrounds in the Sea Sentinel. Because they have no resources to support them, they have good talents, but they are unable to fully utilize their talents." "It is so difficult for the sentries to enter the sea. How uncomfortable it is to be kicked out like this. How can you be willing to accept it?"

   "We also feel very sorry to see this situation."

  "In view of this, we noble children from relatively good families also hope to provide some help to talented civilian mages like you, so as to prevent you from wasting your talents in vain, so we jointly established a sponsorship association."

Having said this, Zuo Wen smiled: "The so-called sponsorship means that we are willing to provide you with sponsorship, so that you no longer have to worry about resources."

"This time, I am here to send you a sponsorship invitation on behalf of my family, the Burns family."

"The Burns family is also one of the best among the nobles in Dorne City, with profound heritage and wealth, and rich channels of magic resources."

He said slowly: "As long as you sign a sponsorship contract with our Burns family, you will have a stable supply of resources and can practice with peace of mind."

He said slowly: "And we will not restrict you or force you to do anything. We just need you to stand by our Burns family and do something for us when we need it."

At this point in what the other party said, Gaode still didn’t understand what they meant?

 This is equivalent to angel investment. The nobles provide resource sponsorship to promising individuals with potential, thereby receiving a certain return after the other party achieves something.

 It seems that this sponsorship contract is not bad, as if it is a timely help and an excellent opportunity to change destiny.

 But this is not the case.

 In most cases, the sponsored party will eventually become a tool of the nobles and be controlled by the other party.

 To put it harshly, it is easy to become the "dog leg" of the nobles.

  Eaters are soft-spoken, and predators are short-handed. This is a truth that applies everywhere.

Once you accept sponsorship, it is like being put on invisible shackles, and your actions and decisions are restricted by the aristocratic power behind it.

 As for this kind of thing, let’s not mention that Gaode is actually not as short of resources as Zuo Wen thinks. Even if he is really short of resources, he will not agree to such a thing.

 It is unwise to be controlled by others.

  He nodded slightly, and then replied: "Thank you for your concern, but I don't need sponsorship for the time being."

  Zuo Wen Burns was not surprised when he saw Gaode's reaction.

 Those who can pass the strict selection and re-examination to enter the Sea Sentinel, even if they are civilian mages, how can they not be arrogant?

 But so what?

  No matter how arrogant they are, in the end they will choose to sign a sponsorship contract with their nobles and bow their heads in the face of reality. This is the general trend.

  He did not persuade Gothe again, but took out a roll of parchment from his sleeve and handed it to Gothe.

  "This is the military merit points of the mages below the warrant officer level in this year's Sea Sentinel, including the military merit points of the warrant officer level mages. Although new members do not need to participate in the assessment before completing the initial training, you can take a look first, so you have an idea."

 Hearing this, Gothe did not refuse the other party. He took the parchment, untied the drawstring on it, and started reading.

 The above information is somewhat like a table, divided into three main pieces of information: name, military rank and accumulated military merits, each one arranged in descending order according to the number of military merits.

Gaode's eyes swept downwards, and finally landed on the names at the bottom.

It was only then that he noticed that there was an artificial cross behind those names.

 Gothe was still unaware of the problem, and looked up at Zuo Wen Burns, "What does this mean?"

 Zo Wen Burns had a calm smile on his face and said in a subtle tone: "These are civilian mages who have not accepted our sponsorship."

 "Could it be that if I don't accept your sponsorship, you will be targeted and suppressed?" Gothe put down the parchment and looked at the two of them and asked.

 Leaving Burns showed an exaggerated expression and waved his hands repeatedly, "How is it possible that we nobles believe in classical teachings and value glory more than life, so how could we do such a despicable and shameless thing?"

"It's just that." He smiled slightly, but there was a hint of chill in his smile, "Mutual support is also part of the classical teachings. As long as you accept our sponsorship, you are our people. In this case, we will not sit back and watch our people fall into the unqualified category in the assessment and evaluation." There is no saying that you can only complete it on your own. "

"As long as you accept the task and submit it, Sea Sentinel will accept it."

"If you sign a sponsorship contract with us, we will help you complete some tasks when your military performance falls behind. We cannot guarantee that you will be at the top, but at least we will prevent you from falling into the unqualified range."

Zo Wen Burns said it very euphemistically, but the meaning was very obvious, and Gothe understood it instantly.

To put it bluntly, it is actually a small organization, a community of interests dominated by nobles.

 It is said that we do not suppress civilian mages who do not accept sponsorship, but helping those who sign sponsorship contracts is equivalent to suppressing those who refuse to surrender.

 Seeing that Gothe was silent, he put on a heart-to-heart attitude and said very "sincerely": "Gothe, to be honest, not all civilian mages who enter the Sea Sentinel are willing to provide sponsorship to him."

He spread his hands and said helplessly: "The rules of the Sea Sentinel are here, and someone must be judged as unqualified every year."

   "Your talent has been initially recognized by the Sea Sentinel, so I personally came to invite you. Most people will not receive this kind of treatment."

  This meaning is more direct.

 There has to be someone who can be used as cannon fodder.

  It will definitely not be mages from noble backgrounds like them, nor will it be the civilian mages who have signed sponsorship contracts with them.

 It is self-evident who is the cannon fodder.

 Speaking of this, Zuo Wen Burns did not persuade Gothe anymore, but said calmly: "Of course, if you have the confidence and feel that you can defeat the mages who have received our help on your own, and rank among the best in the assessment, you can also choose to refuse our sponsorship."

"I understand that you have concerns and don't want to accept our sponsorship, but the sponsorship we provide is more than just help with resources and tasks."

"We can also help you with your military rank promotion and other aspects in the future. These benefits It’s hard to go into detail. You’ll understand it after you sign the sponsorship contract with us.”

 Gothe looked deeply at Zuo Wen Burns, and then said slowly: “I’ll think about it.”

 This was actually a kind of polite refusal.

  The other party naturally understood what Gothe meant, but he did not become angry because of it. Instead, he nodded in agreement: "This is a big matter, and it really needs to be considered carefully."

  "If you have any ideas, just go to the Burns family to find me."

“Of course,” he raised his chin slightly, and said meaningfully with a hint of superiority: “I can only give you three days. If you come to me within three days, it is still my invitation. After that, you will ask us for sponsorship. "

 "The treatment is completely different, you should be able to understand."

 After saying these last words, Zuo Wen Burns left with Ur Newman Shiran beside him.

   "I used to be as arrogant as you and unwilling to accept sponsorship from the nobles, but for the next two consecutive years I fell into the lower half of the assessment range and was almost kicked out by the Sea Sentinel. Fortunately, I woke up in time and came to accept sponsorship."

  "My arms cannot twist my thighs. Look at me now, what's wrong with me?"

When Ur Newman passed him by, the advice sent by the other party through [Messaging Technique] rang in Gothe's mind.

 Looking at the other party's decent clothes that only nobles wore, Gothe remained silent, not knowing what he was thinking.

  "Ur, when do you think he will come to me?"

  After leaving the "dormitory", Zuo Wen Burns suddenly asked, with a hint of ridicule in his tone, as if this was some interesting game.

  Ur Newman was startled, lowered his head, thought for a while, and then said respectfully: "I think he will have to wait at least until the results of the next year's assessment come out before he can recognize the reality."

  "Hahaha, it seems that you are the most courageous. You have endured two full years."

Zuo Wen Burns laughed loudly and said: "It is precisely because of this that I chose you among the many sea sentinel mages sponsored by the family."

 Ur Newman apologized with an embarrassed smile: "Young Master Zuo Wen said something harsh. This can only be said to be because I want to save face. In vain, I wasted two more precious years, and had two unqualified records, which also delayed my current promotion to the military rank."

 "Haha!" Zuo Wen Burns patted Ur Newman on the shoulder. The action seemed intimate, but it was condescending. "It's good to have this understanding. Don't worry, as long as you do good things for the Burns family, promotion in military rank is not a big deal."

After saying this, Levy Burns got into the waiting luxury carriage and left.

 Watching the carriage go away, until it disappeared from sight, Ur Newman withdrew his gaze, lowered his head, and involuntarily clenched his fists, his knuckles turning white from exertion, and then slowly loosened them.

Who is willing to be the "dog leg" of the nobles and be held hostage by the nobles?

 Learn a good skill and sell it to a powerful family.

 But he had no choice. After all, there were so many people who wanted to be nobles but failed. At least he still had a choice.

  Since the development of the Plantagenet dynasty, the hierarchy has become so fixed that others cannot even imagine it.

Even the Sea Sentinel, which seems to have the most fair and transparent promotion channel and is the best way for ordinary people to rise, is actually basically controlled by the nobles.

 Yes, the promotion of Sea Sentinel has its clear rules. If your performance is outstanding enough, no one can stop your ascent.

 But the problem is that the powerful can definitely play around with these rules.

  They can use the resources and connections at their hands to pave the way for their own people, making it difficult for mages from civilian backgrounds to compete with them, no matter how talented and hardworking they are.

  So, for most people, they either sell themselves to join these powerful people, or they leave the Sea Sentinel in embarrassment with their own backbone and pride.

 Unless your fist is strong enough to break the iron walls built by the powerful.

 But is it possible?

 Ur Newman shook his head, his heart full of bitterness.

 But in his heart, there was always a little hope that such a person would appear.

 For no other reason than to set up a flag for future civilian mages, it is also good to have a direction.

 (End of this chapter)