I loaded the gods module

Chapter 154 Interview
In a bright room, a busy young man is holding a pen, focusing on filling out the interview form in front of him.

Judging from his somewhat tired expression and the thick pile of forms on the side of the desk, there are as many job seekers who came to interview for positions in Shenhai Company today as usual.

Soon, two job seekers who came together sat in front of him. The young man picked up a brand new form and started writing with his head down.

"What position do you want to apply for?"

"Well...we can be your company's abyss guide, and find or provide you with some abyss materials or secrets..."

Some flat but emotionless voice echoed in the room.

The young man behind the desk looked up at the other party, only to find that the other party was wearing a wide-brimmed gentleman hat, a coat with a high collar, and seemed to be wearing a silver mask, while the other lady was wearing a gray hood. Not sent.

"Your Name?"

"Hermann Frank."

"What about age?"

"Let's think about it... probably over 170 years old..."

"..."

The young interviewer raised his head in astonishment: "Mr., are you joking?"

He was a little unhappy, but the interviewer still abided by the company's employee rules, and the young man's tone was still polite: "Please tell me the correct information truthfully, so that we can make the right decision."

"I never joke."

The old man took off his hat, and Herman pressed down on the towering neckline. The face made of steel and gears was completely revealed under the light, which looked very oppressive.

"Don't be nervous, young man."

The great adventurer smiled, staring at the startled interviewer, he took out a letter of introduction from his coat pocket without haste: "This lady and I are both foreigners from afar, we It’s because I heard about the name of Shenhai Company that I came here to pay my respects.”

"That's right~ Please think about us~"

At this moment, Sophia also waved her hand with a smile.

"This……"

Just when the young interviewer was at a loss, he saw the door behind Herman being pushed open again.

Wearing unilateral glasses, the person in charge with silver-white hair and a calm and dignified face came in, attracting everyone's attention.

"Cory, let's call it a day, you can go to rest."

Dean glanced sharply at the two strangers: "Next, I will be their interviewer."

"Yes, Director Dean."

The young man breathed a sigh of relief. He quickly stood up, voluntarily moved away from his seat, and poured a cup of hot tea for the three of them. Immediately afterwards, Corey bowed his head apologetically towards the two job applicants, and then left the room.

And so, a suffocating silence fell.

The two old men were silently looking at each other, and the atmosphere became more and more condensed, as if the invisible confrontation had begun, the force of gravity was permeating, and the hot tea was slightly rippling.

After a long time, Herman took the initiative to let go of his aura.

"The young interviewer just now was really polite."

The adventurer took the initiative to provoke the topic, and the unruly descendant of the giant chose to back down: "He looks very energetic."

"Cory is not qualified at all as an interviewer, and he still needs to sharpen his temperament."

Dean responded lightly.

"Then why did you still put him in this position?" Sophia was a little curious.

"Because I owe him."

Dean took a sip of tea: "I failed to protect his elder brother, so I shamelessly used my position to arrange a job for him. I just hope that this child's life will be easier in the future."

"There is always a cruel side to this world, and lending a helping hand is always a rare and noble quality."

Herman nodded, but the adventurer's throat has been completely replaced by a machine, causing his voice to be as flat as ever: "I understand what you do."

"Let's get straight to the point, Mr. Hermann Frank."

Dean put down his teacup, and the person in charge's eyes sharpened: "As an extremely famous abyssal adventurer, what is your purpose in coming to the city of steam?"

"We're just looking for someone, Dean in charge."

Herman responded calmly: "I plan to find the little princess of our giant court, Daphne Frank."

"We don't have a so-called giant princess here, please go back."

Hearing this, Dean waved his hand impatiently: "Sorry, no reception."

Although usually he would be half-dead by a certain bomb, but when the topic involved his apprentice, the attitude of the person in charge was surprisingly tough.

"Mr. Dean, actually... Actually, we don't need to be so tense."

At this moment, the silent woman took off her hood, and Sophia revealed her golden cat ears.

The princess' golden pupils reflected the old man's face, and she said softly, "The High Priest entrusts me to send my greetings to you, Captain Dean Abraham."

"Witch..."

At this moment, Dean looked at the pair of furry ears, and the old man's expression finally eased: "Is the high priest all right?"

"The state of the High Priest is as usual, thank you for your concern, Captain Dean."

When the topic turned to the Pope of the night watchman, Sofitel's expression became solemn at the moment: "She is still guarding the bottom of the cauldron of the abyss, praying softly for the night and dawn every moment."

"That's... really cruel."

Dean was silent for a while, and the old man sighed slightly: "The oldest witch uses herself as a firewood to ignite the fire of dawn to guard the night. How long will this punishment last..."

"For us, this is not a punishment, Captain Dean."

Sophia smiled: "Lighting a flame for all living beings has always been the destiny of a witch, and we were born for this."

At this moment, Herman and Dean looked at each other, and both shook their heads helplessly.

"Captain Dean, our purpose of coming this time is not to compete for the employees of the Deep Sea Company, but to find a way to fight the black epidemic."

The witch shook her cat ears, and the princess's expression became more sincere: "And the key to everything lies in the giant little princess who flows with the royal blood, please...give us a chance to meet her..."

"Don't call me captain, I'm no longer the night watchman."

At the same time, Dean finally nodded, the old man stood up, and pushed open the door: "Come with me, I will take you to see Daphne."

"But... forgive me for not agreeing to your request to take her away."

　Kavinka has been doing really well lately...

　　
　
(End of this chapter)