After a while, Allen told Charia roughly what she had experienced over the past year.

Then he turned his head and looked at Charia.

"So, what I want to ask is, are you willing to join the executive department?"

Charia did not answer immediately, but just looked at him with a smile, and there seemed to be a flowing light between her eyebrows.

"I hope to enter your world, share your sorrows and joys, and bear your sorrows."

"Instead of just standing there and watching you go away in vain."

Charlia had a bright smile, with a sweet smile, and a determined determination.

"I believe that even if I refuse to join, I will not have any disagreements with you, and you will not abandon me and let me leave."

"But, Alan, you must know that the fierce tiger will not live with the tabby cat, and the golden eagle fighting the sky will not dance with the sparrow."

"Even if you don't and don't want to give up on me, but as we drift away, we are destined to be the most familiar strangers."

"I can't imagine such a scene, nor do I want to face such consequences."

"I know you're thinking about me and don't want me to get involved in such a world."

"But you should know that when the world begins to change, no one can escape."

A gentle and pleasant voice fluttered in the hall, as if it was quieting this space and time.

The gentlest smile appeared on Charia's flawless face, calmly expressing her heart.

Word by word, there was no turmoil, no hoarse roar, nor a strong voice.

But to Allen, every word is the most beautiful and sincere words.

"Maybe you think it's dangerous to join the Executive Office, but it's just because you come into contact with danger and you face it."

“This does not mean that we, the protected people, will not be in crisis.”

"It's just that you block all the dangers in front of the public and allow us to enjoy a peaceful life."

"But there will always be accidents and mistakes."

"When ordinary people who have no power to resist suddenly face such danger, it is time for life and death to be born."

"I don't want to be a vase of peace, nor do I want to be unable to resist when danger comes."

"Maybe it is dangerous to join you, but this is my own choice, and I will have the ability to grasp my destiny."

"More importantly, I can help you."

Speaking of this, Charia took a sudden breath, then looked at Allen with her beautiful eyes shining brightly, and said the most touching love words.

"So, Alan, you've always known my answer, right?"

"I've always been willing to do it to you."

After hearing this, Alan couldn't help but close his eyes slightly, as if he didn't dare to look directly at Chalia's green eyes that were as bright as the most beautiful gem.

After Charia finished speaking, the hall seemed to suddenly fall into silence and became much more empty.

Alan and Charia face to face, eyes to eyes, there seemed to be an invisible feeling between them, and the pink atmosphere seemed to make the space ambiguous.

At this moment, Hughes suddenly coughed twice and protested from a single dog.

"Ahem, we're still here, be careful."

Alan and Charia suddenly looked up like frightened little rabbits and opened the distance. Their faces, which were already extremely close, suddenly separated.

Charlia had a thin-skinned face. After being reminded by Hughes, she lowered her head and her face was dyed with red glow.

However, Allen's face was much thicker, and in just a moment he returned to normal, suppressing all his shyness and glaring at Hughes.

Alan felt that such a good opportunity just now was a godsend, and it almost came true.

However, it was all broken by Hughes's sudden attack.

To be honest, Allen actually wants to practice melee with Hughes now.

"What are you saying?"

At this time, Renard also said to Hughes with dissatisfaction, as if he was very unhappy about Hughes's behavior just now.

Allen suddenly felt that his friend was not connected and was still talking to him at this time.

However, the next moment, he overturned this idea.

I heard Renard continue, "I almost had to preserve the precious historical materials, but in the end, they were all destroyed by you."

Allen looked at the magic recorder in Renard's hand in amazement, feeling a little tooth pain.

What kind of friends did I make? They either slander or think about making movies for myself.

Allen thought that he knew what Renard was thinking, wasn't it just for the purpose of "threatening" him when the two of them quarreled in the future? He could see this little thought too thoroughly.

But to be honest, Allen was also a little amused and crying.

You said that you are a silver-level boss, and it would be a shame to lose something like this.

However, when Allen looked at the almost unconcealed look of regret on Renard's face, he probably understood that this guy seemed to be really ready to do this, completely ignoring his identity.

"Hey, you two are OK."

Allen accused a few weak words, and after that, he seemed to have given up hope and stopped talking.

After all, he can't meet these two bad friends.

Then, he watched the two of them laugh for a long time before stopping.

"Okay, since Charia has agreed, let's go back first."

It seemed that he had finally laughed enough, and Renard also talked about the follow-up arrangements.

"I think it's OK. After all, although the magic wave has been restarted and the rules for major executive departments to recruit executive specialists have been relaxed a lot, the permission of the executive department's senior executives is still needed."

Hughes agreed with Renard's words and looked at Allen.

After hearing the opinions of the two, Allen nodded.

Because what they said is indeed correct.

Because the demon tide restarted and the world began to recover. The current empire can be said to be eager for talents. The huge imperial machine is working hard to absorb and cultivate talents, and accumulating strength for the next extraordinary era.

The reason why the people have not been informed is that the empire first needs to ensure the stability of its own rule, and after the empire has gained the lead, it will gradually open up the extraordinary system and extraordinary knowledge.

Secondly, although the demon tide has begun to come back, the magical environment of the entire world is recovering from the grandeur of the Lost Era.

But it is still recovering and has not reached its peak.

If a new era of extraordinary people begins now, the supply of magic energy in the world is still insufficient and cannot meet everyone's cultivation needs.

In the end, I could only end up in a miserable situation that was neither up nor down.

To sum up, although the Empire is gradually releasing the extraordinary ban, it has not yet reached the point of being announced to the citizens of the entire Empire.

Before, because Alan didn't know Chalia's talent, he had not discussed the corresponding matter with Ms. Kelly and Mr. Derria.

Although Renard and himself have reached the silver level now, their status is still far from that of Mr. Derria and Ms. Kelly.

Moreover, with respect for elders and considerations for their elders to ask for advice, they hope to get the consent of Ms. Kelly and Mr. Derria, and then take Charia to the executive branch base.

"Okay, that's it."

After a little pondering, Allen agreed to the idea.

He turned his head and said to Charia, "Then let's go first, wait for me to get everything done before taking you to the executive department."

"Okay." At this time, Charia seemed to have come back to her senses from her previous shyness, and her skin became white and flawless again.
Chapter completed!