. "Restore active service and serve as the commander of the Volunteer Army? Recruit the troops themselves and rescue the rebels in the Mazka mainland? What's going on!" Looking at the exquisite appointment documents in her hand, Feiri couldn't help feeling dizzy.

"This is the affirmation of your military capabilities by the church and the country. I hope you will not let down the country's trust in you, continue to promote your fearless spirit as a voter, and extend a warm helping hand to the people of the mainland Mazka in dire straits..." The thin CEO rubbed his hands reservedly, his face full of bright smiles, and he wanted to punch his nose - is there anyone who did a sudden attack like this, just tormenting people casually?

Moreover, am I so much like a sucker? He couldn't help but mutter to himself. In the war in the colony, there were at least thousands of sloppy subordinates, tens of thousands of friendly troops who were neither seen nor useful, and even more, with poor quality but severely oversupply of ordnance supplies. But what about this inexplicable volunteer army? Where are the soldiers? Where are the ordnances? Who will provide supplies? This is a big issue of life and death!

At present, Feili can adjust the hundreds of sailors in the mysterious fire fleet, as well as some magicians and temple guards. He can't even get together the gunners on the Xiangrui. Not to mention how he transported people to the ghost place thousands of miles away, even if he arrived there smoothly, this number of people would not be useful in a battle of hundreds of thousands of people, and most of them would only be able to die. Even if there were two great arcane masters willing to take action, but if there were too many ants, he could kill the elephant, and it would be good that he could save his life.

What's even more terrible is that although the name of this "volunteer army" sounds very passionate and loud, it is actually just an abandoned son. Or a pathfinder. The so-called volunteering means to separate relations with the government and avoid the big scene of the two countries' formal war. If you open up the situation in the Mazka mainland, someone will naturally come to pick fruits later. If you encounter danger, there will most likely be no rescue in the country.

Moreover, in terms of the soldiers, not to mention the quality of the personnel or how much time to train, at least we can recruit people from all over the country by ourselves. But who should we pay the military expenses? The treasures of the delegation's tribute land were collected by the leaders in a hurry when they first arrived at the Arctic Port, leaving only a small part of the shares that they had privately divided in advance with several others. After searching through the entire appointment letter, there was no point in granting funds... I couldn't pay it out of my own pocket!

Another thing is the most important: the entire empire's regular army and local army have at least one million. Any team of people is much stronger than the big cat and kitten under his command. Why do you want me, a little colonel who has become a reserve service, to go to style? No matter how you look at it, there are problems!

When I think of this, Feili feels that she is too big---please, although I have the title of candidate, I am still a small citizen in essence. Such a selfless and selfless internationalist fighter, you should find someone else to do it! If it really doesn't work, can't I turn it off? Is it not bad for you if I collect money and don't do anything.

Alas, it was a damn thing. If I had known this, I would not have had much trouble when the ship was killed. He was indignant, but his face looked very sincere and modest. "Haha, thanks to your attention, I am really frightened. I am just a little bit uneducated and lack of qualifications. I may not let you down. Moreover, I know nothing about the Mazka continent... Haha, I really cannot take on such a heavy responsibility. Please consider the candidate again and give others a chance to perform."

Since the other party was an unfamiliar super boss, Feili said it very politely. However, he just felt a little nervous and was not particularly scared.

It is certainly not a way for subordinates to do things casually. But theoretically speaking, Fili is still in the organization of the Goddess of Magic Church, and Ganmelier is just one of his superiors, and there is no direct relationship. If it is just a little offending for his own affairs, it will be harmless.

For example, if CEO Ganmelier is a chief official who ruled the entire Naserel Empire on earth. Then Feili, the elector, was a special envoy sent to the mortal world by the goddess of magic, and he also served a position under Ganmelier. Although Ganmelier could instruct him to do something, if the order was too outrageous, Feili would not have any choice at all--if it really doesn't work, I will concentrate on holding the church's thick legs and not playing with you!

"Haha, young people don't have to underestimate themselves. I'm afraid you must have this matter." Ganmelier's attitude was very kind. He knew very well what the rookie voters in front of him were worried about, but they were worried that they could not raise the team without money or power. After seeing the treasures brought by the mission, all the more courageous guys dreamed of going there to make money. As long as they could raise more decent troops, Ganmelier would definitely let his own troops go to the battlefield.

However, he really has no available soldiers at the moment.

Therefore, Ganmeir could only let Feili gather some miscellaneous troops to deal with it first.

"Although the finances are relatively tight, I can still make the decision and allocate ten worth of tribute from the tribute... No, 150,000 gold coins as the start-up capital of the volunteer army. Moreover, the weapons inventory of the Xinnaserier colony is also allowed to be transported casually. I will have another official document later to let the local governments of the colonial states cooperate with your work..." He winked at the Archbishop standing beside him, and the other party immediately stood up knowingly.

"Dear Mr. Voting, the church is very interested in the Nesser scroll in the hands of Tecumsey. As the spokesperson of the Mother of Magic, and the inheritance of various magic, it is necessary for us to restore all kinds of lost magic miracles and demonstrate the majesty of the Mother of Magic. Therefore, it is also the church's intention to organize the army to rescue Tecumsey!"

This is Gan Melier's little calculation: the Naser scroll, which may cause great changes, is not the only one who has given it to the Joint Conference of Great Arcanist who is not very close to him, and has caused another unstable factor in China; it is better to hand it over to his backstage boss, the Magic Goddess Church, in exchange for their full support for their re-election. The political leader of the political party manipulated behind the scenes of the Magic Goddess Church is not the only one who is the political leader of the political scene. If the church expresses his attitude, he can at least lose 30% of his competitors.

So, the two sides hit it off and Feili, who had only suffered from running errands, had to take a risk to expedition for this.

Of course, there are still some necessary sweetness, otherwise those who run errands will have no motivation to move forward, and there is probably a possibility of passive slacking off. A horse without night grass is not fat!

"If you can successfully complete the task and get the Port of Tumbes from Tecumse, I can try to make this city a direct subordinate of the church and control the tariffs by myself." Gan Melier lightly threw out a big picture cake, "With your merits and identity, you can definitely become the first lord. When the place was still within the territory of the empire, the annual tax revenue was at least 2.5 million gold coins!"

"Even if it is impossible, as long as you can bring the remaining Neser scroll back, the church can also divide the Arctic Port into your private territory as a reward, just like the Shadow Valley of Ilminster and the Silver Moon City of Queen Ellaszow." The Archbishop also came to help, "This customs commissioner cannot stay there. When you come back, they should almost leave. We will try our best to send someone to take over. What do you want to do then, and you will discuss it yourself?" he hinted.

Since the two bosses talked together, Feili had no room for refusal. He was not an Ilminster sage, and had a considerable degree of independence in the church system. As a new voter, if Feili could not make some achievements as soon as possible, let alone becoming a regular person, it would be a question whether he could stand firm in the church and the government. Although his position was directly rewarded by the goddess, no matter how arrogant the leader was, he should pay attention to the opinions of the masses!

The new official took office for three reasons not only to establish his authority from his subordinates, but also to prove to his superiors that he has no corpse position. Now the situation is changing, and his position is purely picked up. If you don’t work harder, you will be really treated as a vampire special ration to keep - wouldn’t that be a livestock that eats soft food?

Moreover, having a territory that belongs entirely to you is also a big deal. Wealth and wealth are sought in danger. As a family routine that travels through time and farms, Feili knows it clearly - drying salt, making glass, making steel, and doing business...Tongbes happens to be a prosperous tropical harbor, much better than the Arctic Port, a ghost place where rabbits do not poop and can freeze their noses in winter. And the surrounding environment is also very suitable - the technical level of the Naserel people is too high, forcing him to make money through the sex industry, and immediately released a lot of pirated goods, which squeezed out his genuine goods out of the market. Then lowering the standards and fooling the indigenous people, it seems that there is no such great risk.
Chapter completed!