Chapter 146: Calculation of military merits and recommendation of talents

"Brother Bulborn, I don't want our 150-year friendship to be tainted by this matter. Please leave and don't interfere anymore." Wearing the magic-forbidden shackles, Yamond said to Bulborn affectionately.

Bulborn looked at Yamond and couldn't help but sigh: "Why do you have such a family when you are such an upright and kind person?"

"Maybe this is fate. Everything I have is inseparable from the help of my family. Since I have it, I must bear the corresponding responsibility. This is not to blame others. It is what we deserve." Yamond smiled with relief, as if he let go.

"Our branch does not have much say in the royal family, but it is still no problem to ensure that your branch can live normally in the kingdom. Leave it to me next. I will use my power to try to gain some convenience for you and your direct line."

Afterwards, Bulborn left the tent without giving Yamond time to refute.

Yamond looked at Bulborn's back with a complicated expression and sighed deeply.

...

In the following days, Clare invited Weilin to the party again.

After several exchanges, Weilin became familiar with Alva, the disciple of Bishop Camille.

However, in front of this priest, Weilin always felt that he was seen through. I don’t know if it was his illusion.

At the end of July, the war merits were calculated.

Weilin led the 13th Transport Battalion to complete three military food transportation tasks. He was awarded 0.6 war merits for the first time, 0.8 war merits for the second time, and 0.6 war merits for the third time. He also received 0.5 war merits for fulfilling his obligations and responding to the war, totaling 2.5 war merits.

Adding the two war merits he obtained before, Weilin has a total of 4.5 war merits, and still needs 25.5 war merits.

It can only be said that large-scale wars are good, and it is better to have a good position, and you can get war merits at a lower cost.

Many nobles spent more than ten years to cultivate their troops. This time, more than half of them were lost, and they only got three or four war merits.

It will take more than ten years to develop until they are able to participate in a war of this scale next time.

On the morning of August 1st, Madmonchi sent someone to invite him to a small meeting. Weilin immediately accepted the invitation and asked him to reply to Madmonchi and promise to attend on time.

"What do you think is the main purpose of this small meeting?" Weilin put the invitation on the round table and asked Kyle beside him.

"The Knights of Lord Madmonchi are in the expansion stage and are currently short of people. In the war, there are always some lower-level nobles who have outstanding performance but no connections, so this small meeting is held for them." Kyle combined the previous information, thought carefully, and gave the answer.

"Smart."

"In this way, the participants will become the benefactors of those lower-level nobles, and Lord Madmonchi's Knights will also gain talents that can be cultivated. After all, no one will recommend mediocre people."

"So, this is a win-win situation."

"My lord, what do you need me to do?" Kyle asked proactively.

Weilin smiled knowingly: "You, Imogen and Greg are the three most familiar with the outstanding lower-level nobles in the 13th Transport Camp, so I need you to select the outstanding talents and make a list."

"I understand. I will give you a list in three days."

"Go."

After sending Kyle away, Weilin began to practice Druid with peace of mind.

The next night, Weilin went to the 16th Silver Knights' headquarters alone and handed the invitation letter to the knight at the door for inspection.

"My lord, please put on this mask."

The knight exchanged the invitation letter, and then took a half-face mask from the side, with the number six written in the middle.

Weilin took the mask, put it on his face naturally, and entered the small tent.

At this moment, many invited people have entered the tent. No one talked to each other. They all sat quietly in the position where their numbers belonged, waiting quietly.

Looking around, there are thirty seats in the whole interior, representing the thirty invited people.

Weilin found the seat marked with number six, sat at the low square table, and waited quietly.

Not long after, Madmonchi entered the tent and whispered to Kadeqi beside him.

After a while, various foods were served and placed one by one on the low square table in front of everyone.

Thirty people stood up and saluted respectfully, saying: "Meet Mr. Madmonchi."

"Everyone, please take a seat."

Madmonchi sat in the main seat and said to others.

After everyone sat down, Madmonchi directly began to talk about the purpose of holding this private banquet.

"Today, I invite you here not for official business, but for private matters. You are all generals. The first phase of the war is about to end, and the Knights I lead are in the expansion stage and need a lot of plastic talents."

"For the talents recommended by you, the Knights will evaluate them. According to their contributions, they can exchange corresponding breathing methods and various military special supplies in my Knights' warehouse."

Everyone was very excited when they heard it.

Then, a book was distributed to everyone's low square table.

Weilin opened it and saw various supplies and corresponding introductions written on it.

Looking back, the third item on page 67 turned out to be an ice blue potion. Weilin was a little surprised, but not surprised.

The Knights may have a clearer view of the value of this potion than he did.

Then, the banquet began.

Since everyone was wearing a mask and could not identify each other, they only communicated with the people around them in a small amount.

About an hour later, the banquet ended and everyone left one after another.

Weilin mixed in the crowd and left the Knights' station.

Two days later, Weilin received a list submitted by Kyle, which recorded twenty noble children who could be trained.

"Prepare a banquet and invite these twenty people over. I will meet them." Weilin closed the list and told Kyle.

"Yes."

That night, twenty lower-level noble children dressed neatly and entered the tent one by one, sitting cross-legged in front of the low wooden table.

Weilin raised his head and looked at the twenty people. Everyone's face was full of anxiety and excitement.

They didn't know why a big man like Weilin wanted to invite them to a banquet, but he would never do such a thing without purpose.

"You have been assigned to the 13th Transport Battalion for half a year. Although I don't know you, being nominated by your captain shows that they value your future."

The calm and majestic voice made the twenty people sit up straight and gradually raise their heads.

"The 16th Knights are short of available reserve junior officers. I will recommend you to them. The opportunity is given to you. Whether you can grasp it depends on you."

"Thank you for your gift, sir."

Twenty people knelt on the ground with great excitement and thanked Weilin.

"Get up, today's banquet is prepared for you, get to know each other well." Weilin said calmly.