Chapter 10: New Companions

Thus, Reinhardt revealed a humble expression and earnestly asked, "So, 0052, where are my thirteen predecessors now?"

Alin's voice drifted softly from the cabin, like a cool mountain spring rushing into Reinhardt's heated heart. "Reinhardt, there is no need for many words; I will be waiting for you in New New York. The special liaison officer is responsible for overseeing the affairs of the local parish, coordinating between the local parish and the local government, and conveying all observations to the higher echelons of the divine court. This is a very important position. Moreover, England is the country where darkness runs rampant; you must be extremely cautious!" The special liaison officer is responsible for overseeing the affairs of the local parish, coordinating between the local parish and the local government, and conveying all observations to the higher echelons of the divine court. This is a very important position. Moreover, England is the country where darkness runs rampant; you must be extremely cautious!

He shrugged his shoulders, pouted, and sighed: "However, dear Reinhardt, I know you are all very proud people, but as an old agent who has survived in the Special Investigation Bureau for twenty-five years, I must tell you, everything requires caution!" He looked at Reinhardt with a face full of helplessness and a strange expression, and said in a low voice: "I have served in the Special Investigation Bureau for twenty-five years, always as a partner to the divine court liaison officer. In these twenty-five years, I have changed partners thirteen times!"

Reinhardt was taken aback, staring wide-eyed at 0052. Yet, 0052 casually whistled while speeding crazily on the highway. After a long time, he sighed, saying: "Do not blame me for not rushing into that restroom to save him; I am merely a poor agent, living on a few thousand euros a month. If I am not on a mission, I receive no extra income. Moreover, I have parents, a wife, and children; I cannot abandon them!" He sighed again, saying: "Do not blame me for not rushing into that restroom to save him; I am merely a poor agent, living on a few thousand euros a month. If I am not on a mission, I receive no extra income. Moreover, I have parents, a wife, and children; I cannot abandon them!"

The cold sweat dripped down Reinhardt's forehead, and on the first day he arrived in the mortal realm, he deeply understood this truth: "Even if you are the most remarkable genius in the divine court, the most promising star of hope! There exists a creature in this world that will completely disregard your identity, focusing solely on your appearance and physique. This terrifying creature is women"

However, it is essential to understand that once any matter comes into conflict with dark forces, you are always in danger. Do you know? Seven years ago, my partner, a black-robed archbishop, possessed divine power surpassing that of the white-robed clergy and also had formidable combat strength that could rival the Lion Knights. But do you know how he went missing?

Reinhardt was taken aback, exclaiming in surprise: "My God, could it be that the Military Intelligence Agency's Special Investigation Bureau has something unusual?"

However, it cannot be said that the special training of those Dragon Knights was entirely without effect. At the very least, under their overwhelming and destructive attacks, Reinhardt first sensed the breath of death, experiencing for the first time the fear of being killed. Nearly half a year of relentless training has significantly enhanced Reinhardt's practical combat experience, especially his ability to withstand blows, which has increased beyond measure compared to before

He was taken aback for a moment, glanced at Reinhardt, then cursed loudly, sharply turning the steering wheel to avoid a car he nearly collided with. Only then did he seriously nod and say: "Oh, I’m sorry, I forgot that you people from the Divine Court always look down on others! Well, you are all the upper echelon, haha, and you, you must be the elite among elites, the genius among geniuses, otherwise you wouldn’t be taking on this damned liaison position at the age of seventeen!"

The flight attendant pointed towards the semi-open employee lounge where at least more than thirty flight attendants were seated, and several very bold girls had already blown kisses towards Reinhardt. The cold sweat on Reinhardt's forehead increased; with utmost gentlemanly demeanor, he elegantly but firmly declined the flight attendant's invitation in the Chinese he had learned at the academy. "I’m sorry, dear miss, but I think it’s best for me to wait here! If I miss the person picking me up, it could be quite troublesome." The cold sweat on Reinhardt's forehead increased; with utmost gentlemanly demeanor, he elegantly but firmly declined the flight attendant's invitation in the Chinese he had learned at the academy. "I’m sorry, dear miss, but I think it’s best for me to wait here! If I miss the person picking me up, it could be quite troublesome."

Taking a deep breath, Reinhardt revealed a radiant smile and gently patted 0052 on the shoulder. "I understand, and I believe I have the strength to handle everything without needing any powerful assistance. As long as you can provide me with some help in my official duties, that will be sufficient"

With a sudden jolt, 0052 instinctively slammed on the brakes, but how could the speeding car come to a stop? It crashed directly into the rear of the car in front, causing that vehicle to twist violently, breaking through the roadside guardrail and crashing down the embankment.

0052 Turning around, he broke into a joyful smile: "Indeed, I was not mistaken; you are still young. Compared to those deeply entrenched clerics who look down on us ordinary people, you are certainly much easier to talk to. Hmm, perhaps our collaboration will be very pleasant!"

As he contemplated whether to change his waiting location, a flight attendant with emerald green eyes and an elegant demeanor approached Reinhardt, holding a cup of coffee. She offered a composed and charming smile to Reinhardt and politely inquired in exceptionally fluent Chinese: "Sir, are you waiting for someone to pick you up? I see you have been waiting for two hours; aren't you tired? If you prefer, you can wait in our lounge. What do you think?"

The combat talent displayed by An during the special training far surpassed that of Reinhardt, which left the Light Dragon Knights in awe. An nearly gave them a stern warning! That esteemed vice-captain, without using divine power, was repeatedly captured by An and thrown down more than ten times, nearly scaring those Light Dragon Knights to death

Turning back, I looked deeply at Reinhardt and said seriously, "Therefore, if you encounter dangers that I cannot handle, I can only abandon you and escape alone! Reinhardt, you must understand that we are people from two different worlds, and you are the bridge connecting the world of mortals and that of the divine! I can assist you only by guiding you in some official matters; you cannot expect me to provide you with any help or protection like the knights of the Holy See!" Reinhardt, you must understand that we are people from two different worlds, and you are the bridge connecting the world of mortals and that of the divine! I can assist you only by guiding you in some official matters; you cannot expect me to provide you with any help or protection like the knights of the Holy See!

Should I inquire with these flight attendants? My goodness, can't one see the terrifying look on these women's faces, as if they would swallow Reinhardt whole? Especially with the extreme pride in Reinhardt's heart, how could he allow himself to ask these 'vulgar' women for directions? Wouldn't that make the elites of this divine court appear utterly incompetent? Therefore, after much contemplation, Reinhardt decided to continue waiting at the customs exit, as this was the safest and most rational course of action.

A robust voice suddenly emerged: "No, there is nothing strange about it. However, the Special Investigation Bureau of the British Empire's Intelligence Service has several rather unfortunate nicknames: the Living Coffin, the Widow's Bureau, and the Intelligence Service that Covers with Flags! Any adult woman with a normal mindset would absolutely not choose to marry an agent from a Special Investigation Bureau unless it were out of sheer necessity"

Hearing the resume of 0052, Reinhardt couldn't help but feel a deep respect. Although 005 and - Tu - Shu 2 were merely ordinary individuals, it was evident that being able to serve as assistants to thirteen liaison officers indicated that they possessed extraordinary qualities. Reinhardt recalled Merlin's teachings: "Humility can sometimes be a very useful tool. While you may not necessarily have to respect certain individuals, occasionally demonstrating your humility can be quite beneficial, at least it allows that person to feel that you are not so difficult to communicate with"

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With a buzz, the BMW roared, its wheels kicking up two trails of blue smoke. In less than six seconds, it accelerated to a terrifying speed of 200 kilometers per hour, knocking over two trash bins and bursting out of London Airport. 0052 laughed loudly: "Hahaha, look at this exhilarating car! I found this gasoline engine at an antique market; it's truly a powerful beast, far more thrilling than those with energy batteries! Well, you still haven't answered my question!"

However, in order to achieve results, I must at least report to the local government and complete the handover procedures with them... But, damn it, the British intelligence agency is toying with me. I have been standing here foolishly waiting for two hours; where is the person supposed to pick me up? Where is the intelligence agent numbered 0052? My God, have the British also learned the French's romantic ways and started to disregard agreed-upon times?

Indeed, it is quite troublesome. Merlin and the others taught Reinhardt a great deal, covering everything from astronomy and geography to philosophy and history, as well as arson and murder, leaving no stone unturned. However, they did not impart the most basic survival skills necessary for living among people. Reinhardt does not even know what means he should use to reach the headquarters of the military intelligence agency in central London after leaving the airport

Reinhardt quickly said: "Mr. David, oh, 0052, I am Reinhardt, I ... ... "

Alin, rest assured, I will quickly enhance my strength and elevate my status, and then I will go to New New York to see you! Reinhardt was full of confidence; he firmly believed that with his talent, with the extraordinary abilities praised by countless people, possessing absolute power and a high status was not a difficult task.

A happy smile appeared on his face, and Reinhardt nodded repeatedly, swearing, "Alin, rest assured, I will train myself as quickly as possible to visit you in New York." Reinhardt knew that this position of liaison seemed unremarkable, yet it was the best opportunity for training. As long as he achieved results approved by the higher-ups, his status would rise at least a hundred times faster than through normal channels. If it weren't for the fact that he was a genius nurtured by the divine court, how could he have been entrusted with such an important role in the UK?

The six months of profound training did not bring significant changes to Reinhardt's strength. The skills imparted by the several Light Dragon Knights, which possess destructive power, such as the Light Dragon Flash and the Soaring Dragon Annihilation Slash, were indeed techniques that Reinhardt had already learned from Elwick. The divine power that Reinhardt cultivated was still insufficient to utilize these techniques. It is important to note that he had to learn too many miscellaneous subjects, resulting in the shortest time spent on cultivating strength, which meant that his divine power remained at a level close to that of the Light Leopard Knight.

Reinhardt coldly exclaimed: "Mr. David, do you think that I am already a dead man? This is an insult to me and an insult to the entire divine court"

Looking at the sullen face, murmuring softly about "fines, compensation" and the like, Reinhardt said leisurely: "It seems that our cooperation may not be very pleasant"

The flight attendant's expression immediately became exceedingly strange, and she quickly retracted the smile from her face, revealing a professional smile: "Oh, sir, I am very sorry, but I cannot assist you with that." After saying this, she promptly turned and left, almost fleeing from Reinhardt. From a distance, Reinhardt could hear her exclaiming in a ghostly voice after returning to the lounge: "Heavens, he is actually an agent from the Special Investigation Bureau of the Military Intelligence Agency! Good grief, get me a glass of whiskey!"

He reached out and snatched the suitcase from Reinhardt's hand. This middle-aged man, who was about ten centimeters shorter than Reinhardt but robust and agile, pulled his hand and walked briskly outside. "Let me introduce myself, my name is David James, but I prefer you to call me by my code name 0052, which is my lucky number. At the very least, I am the only one who has worked in the Special Investigation Bureau for twenty years without getting injured!"

The flight attendant, holding a cup of coffee, smiled sweetly, her eyes glancing over at Reinhardt for a while before she said, "Sir, is this your first time in London? ... I happen to have a week off, perhaps I could be your guide? I wonder where you plan to go? I am very familiar with London and can accompany you throughout your visit." After saying this, she smiled gently again, her face full of shyness

After a moment of silence, Reinhardt slowly said: "Beneficiary? No need, I do not believe that anyone can pose a threat to me!" The face of Socrates suddenly flashed through his mind, but he immediately dismissed that ominous thought

After pondering for a full three minutes with gritted teeth, Reinhardt suddenly smiled, revealing two rows of pristine, even teeth, as if his face radiated the warmth of sunlight. Slightly leaning forward, Reinhardt took the coffee from the flight attendant's hand and drank it in one gulp, then returned the cup to her. "Oh, thank you so much, but I need to go to the Special Investigation Bureau under the British Empire's Military Intelligence. May I ask if you know how to get there? Its address is ... ... "

No! Reinhardt suddenly widened his eyes and began to shout loudly

Holding a small, elegant suitcase, Reinhardt stood at the customs exit of London International Airport like a wooden post, staring blankly at the ebb and flow of people. His composure was remarkable, and his physical stamina was excellent; he stood motionless for two hours, showing no signs of discomfort except for a slight bead of cold sweat on his forehead

Alin, who possesses no combat power and only auxiliary magical abilities, has left the archbishops in awe. Her powerful auxiliary magic was unleashed in rapid succession like a barrage of arrows. In the final trial, a team of light panther knights empowered by Alin's magic astonishingly defeated three times their number of knights of the same rank

That slight cold sweat was not due to fatigue, but rather because of the dozen or so flight attendants who were constantly throwing flirtatious glances at him. Blonde, silver-haired, black-haired, red-haired, dark-skinned, fair-skinned, yellow-skinned, red-skinned, tall, short, fat, thin, slender, plump, all shapes and colors were present. Those flight attendants were also deliberately commenting loudly: "Is that gentleman over there Chinese? He is truly tall and handsome! The clothes he is wearing are so unique, how come they look exactly like those worn by missionaries?" Those flight attendants were also deliberately commenting loudly: "Is that gentleman over there Chinese? He is truly tall and handsome! The clothes he is wearing are so unique, how come they look exactly like those worn by missionaries?"

0052 exclaimed loudly: "Ah, that would truly benefit those guys in the finance department! If you die and there is no beneficiary, that substantial insurance payout will go directly into the reserve fund. Of course, I would also benefit; if you die, a portion of your hefty compensation will be distributed as our year-end bonus."

The three individuals, through their outstanding performances, received exceptionally favorable arrangements. An was valued by the deputy commander and was assigned to his direct team as a captain, stationed at the headquarters of the Glorious Legion in New New York. Alin was directly appointed as a first-class priest of the Sanctuary, holding a significant position in the Privy Council at the headquarters of the Divine Court. As for Reinhardt, he was appointed to England as a special liaison officer—a position of great power, but equally great risk. Alin was directly appointed as a first-class priest of the Sanctuary, holding a significant position in the Privy Council at the headquarters of the Divine Court. As for Reinhardt, he was appointed to England as a special liaison officer—a position of great power, but equally great risk.

Reinhardt furrowed his brow, somewhat astonished by the physical condition of 0052. It should be noted that the terrifying acceleration just now was not something an ordinary person could withstand. Yet, he effortlessly drove the car onto the highway, clearly indicating that the intelligence agency had dispatched a very capable agent to pick up Reinhardt

Looking up, a middle-aged man with a square face approached. He was handsome yet unkempt, with a face covered in stubble and messy brown hair about an inch long. His deep blue eyes lacked any spark, appearing vacant and unfocused. He was haphazardly wrapped in a gray trench coat and was striding towards me. This middle-aged man bumped into an airport security guard on the way and loudly said: "Mr. Reinhardt? I apologize for being late, but you must forgive me. If you were driving and were sprayed with over three hundred bullets from submachine guns by a dozen thugs like I was, you would be late too!"

However, it is precisely because this position offers rapid advancement that it is also extremely dangerous. Unlike the high-ranking officials who hide behind the blinding light of the divine court, the liaison officers of the divine court in various regions are directly confronted with the threats posed by dark forces. Although the dark forces have generally remained dormant in the world today, with no significant actions, who can say whether they might suddenly rise and launch an attack on someone in a specific location? Alin's advice is indeed very necessary

He looked deeply at Reinhardt and solemnly warned: "Reinhardt, remember, this is London, which can be said to be the stronghold of dark forces in the entire solar system and even the galaxy! Here, no matter how powerful your individual strength is, it is of no use! Only with caution, caution, and more caution—ten thousand times more caution than ordinary people—can you possibly survive to return to the Divine Court! Naturally, if you can endure through the five-year term and survive, you will undoubtedly become a high-ranking figure in the Divine Court."

It is important to note that those currently holding the position of liaison in various countries are at least of the level of the Black Robe Sanctuary! As for Reinhardt, based on his divine power ranking, he is several levels lower than Alin, merely at the standard of a Light Leopard Knight or an ordinary bishop of the main church. According to normal procedures, how could he possibly be assigned to the role of liaison?

"You mustn't speak nonsense. Those missionaries are all old-fashioned men; how could there possibly be such a handsome young man! Moreover, look, he isn't wearing the emblem of the divine court, so how could he be a member of the clergy? This must be a new style from some brand; it looks absolutely stunning on him!"

After a moment of silence, he suddenly laughed: "There is a very fortunate individual who, after losing his left hand, has now become the bishop of the White Robed Sanctuary. However, the other twelve have all gone missing. The so-called disappearance means that even I, who spent the majority of my time living, working, and handling all affairs with them, cannot find them!"

But how adorable Alin is! Yet these women are more terrifying than the fiercest beasts in the deep mountains of Georgia. Do they not know that I am a man and they are women? Should they not refrain from commenting on me in such a manner?" Reinhardt complained frantically in his heart, while cursing the agent sent by the intelligence agency to pick him up at the airport. "That damned guy, may God strike him down with thunder!"

Reinhardt for the first time hated himself for developing so quickly. Although he was only seventeen, he had already reached a height of 1.80 meters. Though somewhat slender, he exuded a unique aura of upright masculinity. To the eye, he hardly resembled a youth; he was clearly a mature young man. It was precisely this that attracted the swarm of infatuated admirers. Reinhardt helplessly thought, "In the Divine Nest, I could fend off those fly-like suitors for Alin, but here, who can help me?" It was precisely this that attracted the swarm of infatuated admirers. Reinhardt helplessly thought, "In the Divine Nest, I could fend off those fly-like suitors for Alin, but here, who can help me?"

Reinhardt's comprehensive array of super abilities, exceptional combat judgment, and an inherent pride and resilience that refuses to accept defeat have garnered unanimous praise from all the Light Dragon Knights. The legendary vice-captain of the Flame Legion, the most powerful Light Dragon Knight, remarked on Reinhardt, saying: "He has just turned seventeen, yet he has already managed to withstand three minutes under our hands; his future is limitless. Given his talent, as long as his divine power increases to the level of the Light Bearer Knights, he will be able to contend with us." The most powerful Light Dragon Knight further commented on Reinhardt, stating: "He has just turned seventeen, yet he has already managed to withstand three minutes under our hands; his future is limitless. Given his talent, as long as his divine power increases to the level of the Light Bearer Knights, he will be able to contend with us."

0052 With a face full of disbelief, he murmured: "Right on the streets of London, in a coin-operated public restroom, he went in to urinate. By the time I realized something was wrong and called for help, the entire restroom had turned to rubble! The London parish dispatched hundreds of clergy to seal off the entire block, yet not even a single hair of his could be found!"

Reinhardt smiled awkwardly, turned to glance at the oddly expressioned clergy watching the spectacle, and whispered harshly, "An, be quiet, step aside, step aside, I want to speak with Alin for a moment"

As he left the Divine Nest, standing on the entrance step of the cabin, Andali was patting Reinhardt's shoulder, his laughter echoing throughout the entire Divine Nest. "Alright, my little brother, I will take good care of Alin. Those slick, well-groomed guys, whoever dares to approach her, I will break their ribs! But you must be careful yourself; that liaison, who knows what he is up to? You must be cautious in the UK, and don't let anyone cripple you and send you back."

0052 swiftly maneuvered around two elderly individuals pushing luggage carts, kicked a young man with dyed yellow hair, and dragged Reinhardt into a BMW riddled with bullet holes. With a bang, the car door slammed shut, and 0052 finally let out a long sigh, cursing loudly: "Praise the gods, this damned car can withstand attacks from small rocket launchers; at least we are a bit safer... Oh, Reinhardt, I know all your information, of course, only the parts that your divine court deems public. And as for the parts that cannot be disclosed, you won't tell me, so let's save some time and head straight to headquarters to check you in, then issue you a work ID, access pass, salary card, social welfare card, and... hmm, if you die, is there a beneficiary for your insurance? ... Or, do you have a wife?"