Endless Debt.

Chapter 11 Lebius Lovisa

In the quiet and deep darkness, Bologo and Geoffrey stood in front of the gate of chains and swords. It was obviously just a simple conversation, but it was like a declaration of loyalty by an ancient knight. Bologo faintly felt that something was bound The self, perhaps, is something called a "responsibility."

After explaining all this to Burrogo, Geoffrey inserted the "Key of the Crooked Path" into the gate.

The familiar scene happened again, the arc of faint blue light extended from the lock cylinder to the front door, and the metals resonated with each other, sending out bursts of piercing buzzing.

Opening the door this time was obviously more laborious than before. Jeffrey turned the key with all his strength, as if pushing a heavy stone door. For fine powder.

The light spilled through the crack of the door, and then opened completely.

"Welcome to the Bureau of Order."

Panting, Geoffrey pushed Burrog, pushing him into the light.

The strange feeling of crossing the "door" reappeared. After a short period of nausea and dizziness, Bologo recovered, and his vision gradually became clear. Engulfed completely.

Atrium, he appeared in a huge and prosperous atrium.

Most of the buildings in sight are composed of pure white bricks and stones. Each stone is huge without any traces of cutting or splicing. There are shallow textures on it. If you don't observe carefully, it is difficult to find the abnormality. .

The folded and extended stairs are located at the four corners, like a spiral upward tower, reaching a place that Bologo cannot observe. People come and go in the atrium, and the styles of clothes can be roughly divided into several categories. This should be based on different departments. The uniforms made.

The copper pipelines for air flow span the overhead. They are densely arranged together and extend from the atrium to other spaces. From time to time, dull sounds can be heard from them. The closed transport capsules pass by and arrive at different places. department.

Above is the dome wrapped in light. Bologo can't see its appearance clearly. The soft white light is like the sun hanging above his head, but the light falls on the skin, but Bologo can't feel the slightest temperature. , it seems that what shines there is only a hypocritical sunlight.

Bologo turned his head, and the gate was closed when he came. This gate was built on the steps of the atrium. It seems that this part is specially designed for leading to the transfer station. Beside this gate, there are several standing gates , There are also many green plants planted in the corner, and there are benches next to the green plants for people to rest.

Different from the expected mystery, the Bureau of Order is much more modern than Burlogo thought. If he forgets the information he knew before, he will think that he has come to a huge enterprise.

The arrival of the two did not attract the attention of many people, or these people have become accustomed to it.

Everyone was in a hurry, holding heavy documents, holding coffee in their hands, and talking while walking. When a few acquaintances passed by, they waved to Jeffrey and said hello.

"Yo! Jeffrey, is this the new guy?"

"A rookie who made Yas lose three hundred Wenger coins?"

"There are not many people who can deflate him."

Jeffrey responded one by one with a smile, and then waved goodbye. It seems that Jeffrey's popularity is good, and he really fits his appearance as a good old man.

"what's next?"

Bologo asked, looking indifferent on the surface, but full of curiosity in his heart. In just a few minutes, he felt that his cognition had been refreshed several times.

A new world opened up to Burrog, and he was like a newborn child, eager to learn all of it, to swallow it greedily.

"As for the entry documents, you just need to sign them when the time comes. The most important thing is to meet your boss first."

Jeffrey took out the itinerary, wrote and drew on it, and determined the next place to go.

"Lebius Lovisa."

Geoffrey raised an eyebrow at Burlogo, "That's his name."

……

The Bureau of Order is very large, as expected of the company building of the Extraordinary Organization. Burogo is like entering a zoo. Under the leadership of the tour guide Jeffrey, he went sightseeing all the way and listened to his explanation.

Along the way, there were also people who greeted Jeffrey and cast curious eyes on him, probably because he was a newcomer, and because he didn't wear a uniform, Bologo was very conspicuous in the crowd.

Jeffrey showed full professionalism, and he didn't miss the time on the road, telling Burlogo about the Bureau of Order.

Although it is said to be an organization that deals with extraordinary events, unlike the expected mysterious tradition, the Bureau of Order is very modern. Apart from these very peculiar businesses, it is no different from an ordinary company.

Office area, rest area, cafeteria...everything you expect.

Bologo originally thought that the Bureau of Order would be a group of bitter and vengeful guys, sitting in a corner with scars, gnawing on dried meat while roasting the fire, and then passing information to each other, where did the devil appear again, how many people are needed to go crusade like this.

Jeffrey laughed for a while when he heard Burlogo say this, saying that Burlogo had read too many strange novels, and said something like "this kind of work efficiency is too low".

"We not only have medical insurance, but also housing subsidies, meal subsidies, bonuses, and holidays. Of course, the premise is that there is no emergency..."

After finishing speaking, Jeffrey added with a wicked sense of humor, "By the way, we even have a body disposal service. According to your needs, whether to mail the body back to your hometown or join the cemetery of the Bureau of Order."

This service is really surprising, but within reason.

Bologo nodded while observing the surrounding situation. Unlike the expected sweatshop, the Bureau of Order seemed...surprisingly good.

If everything is as Jeffrey said, working here to death does not seem to be a bad thing.Burlogo took a rare liking to work.

"The Bureau of Order is really big...it's a bit weird."

Burrog followed Jeffrey, looked around, and muttered to himself.

After leaving the atrium, there is a long corridor leading to one area after another, but along the way, Bologo can often see those thick and huge white bricks and stones. Think about the scene of construction, Boluo Ge felt that this was an impossible job, and the Bureau of Order was too big. The more he advanced, the more Burlogo realized the depth of the Bureau of Order.

This is no longer a building, but a majestic fortress, a labyrinth of boulders, filled with gray concrete and traces of Brutalist architecture.

"Where is the Bureau of Order located? I mean Opals' location. I can't use the 'Key of the Crooked Path' after I get to work, right? As you said, I don't have the right to use that thing for the time being."

Because the Bureau of Order arrived through the "Key of the Crooked Path", Burlogo didn't know the exact location of the Bureau of Order in Opals.

"No. 117, Lingna District."

Jeffrey answered briefly.

Linna District is located in the north of Opals. It is one of the major urban areas of Opals. It has an excellent location. There are direct trams to the city center and a cable car to the Great Rift. It is also very close to the industrial area. Every day Crowds of workers walked the streets.

When wandering around before, Bologo also passed by the Lingna District several times, but the impression is that there is no building called a fortress in the Linna District. It is not a prosperous place, and the only tall buildings are far from being able to accommodate the huge Order Bureau.

underground?

The Bureau of Order is located underground?

Such thoughts arose in Burlogo's mind. Judging from the degree of mystery of the extraordinary organization, it seems that it is not impossible for this magnificent building to be hidden underground.

Geoffrey didn't say anything, but he seemed to know what Borrog was thinking, with a meaningful smile on his face, as if preparing for some kind of surprise.

"Okay, here we are."

Geoffrey took Bologo to the end of the corridor. Different from the section of the road just passed, this place is very monotonous, without any decorations, and there are only white bricks and stones, square and spotless.

The end of the corridor was blocked by masonry, and the cubes overlapped one after another, with deep depressions in the dislocation, and the interior was dark.

They formed a slightly weird geometry, and when Burlog approached it, he could hear subtle sounds from inside, as if the bricks were moving slowly and rubbing against each other.

"Hold on."

Jeffrey rummaged in his pocket and took out a badge. He didn't make any unnecessary movements. The moment the badge was taken out, the overlapping geometric bricks in front of him began to tremble, moving in an extremely smooth way, moving in all directions , reset, and open the blocked outlet.

Burrog stood in place, froze for a few seconds, and looked at the badge in Jeffrey's hand.

"It's a pass, isn't it?"

Pass, security key card...you can call it whatever you want. It seems that the moved bricks and stones are security measures within the Bureau of Order, but Burlogo can't figure it out. Wouldn't the movement of the bricks and stones cause changes in the building?

Bologo thought of the previous assessment, the building sealed with gray and white cement, and recalled that along the way, the interior of the Bureau of Order was completely made of bricks and stones, and an incredible idea rose in his heart.

"Yes, take it, don't lose it, this thing is the same as the 'Key of the Crooked Path', it is very difficult to apply for."

Geoffrey handed the badge to Burrog as he spoke.

A round shield-shaped badge with a relief of a shooting star on it. The twisted angle is very large, and it looks like a twisted vortex. It attracts the eyes of Bologo, with indescribable magic power. The vortex seems to be in a trance. Spin slowly.

Twist, devour, annihilate...

Looking away with great effort, Borrog broke out in a cold sweat. The badge seemed to come alive, swallowing his consciousness, but after calming down, everything returned to normal, as if it was just his hallucination.

Turn over to the back of the badge, and a short line of words is engraved on it.

Special Operations Group, Borogo Lazarus.

This is for myself.

After the long corridor is another huge atrium. According to the standing sign on the side, this is the "Department of Field Service".

The layout of the Field Service Department is similar to the atrium when Burlogo arrived, but there are still some subtle differences. For example, there are obviously a lot fewer staff here, and the atmosphere is not so relaxed, but with a little depression and coldness. There was a faint blood in the room, and the sound of painful whimpers came from the depths of the corridor on the other side.

This time Jeffrey did not show Borrog, but went directly to the second floor, turned left and right, and the light gradually dimmed. In a remote corner, he found an office with a nameplate on the door .

"Lebius Lovisa."

Burlogo read the name on it, and at the same time, Geoffrey stepped forward, knocked on the door, waited a few seconds, and turned the doorknob.

Behind the door is an ordinary office, with a mahogany desk facing the door, a few chairs beside it, and a few pots of green plants in the corner.This place is very ordinary, and there is no way to see that the affairs handled here are all extraordinary events about devils.

Burrog took a closer look. There was no window in this office. There were no windows in the entire Order Bureau as he walked all the way, as if it was a completely closed space.

A few seconds later, another door in the office was opened, and the wheelchair slowly entered the room.

It was a well-groomed middle-aged man, both his hair and his collar were neatly done. Even when he was sitting in a wheelchair, he straightened his back like a tough sword, but his skin color and Like Burrogo, with a sickly paleness, blue blood vessels can be vaguely seen on his cheeks.

Bologo was in the dungeon for too long and was not exposed to the sun. The man in front of him was more of a sickness caused by a disease. Bologo couldn't even judge his specific age.

Looking at the man for a short while, his eyes were gloomy and exuded a chill, Bologo had a feeling of being stabbed by a sharp blade, and quickly looked away.

The man clasped his hands together and put them in front of him. When he looked at Bologo, the gloom on his face eased a lot, and he brought an uncomfortable smile.

There was no need for Jeffrey to introduce anything. From the first moment he saw the man, Burlogo clearly realized the man's identity.

"Lebius Lovisa, head of the Field Service Department of the Bureau of Order and the Special Operations Team."

With a clear voice, Levius introduced himself.

"I finally see you, Lazarus who came back from the dead."

(End of this chapter)