Naming Technique of the Night

Chapter 1525: Chapter 825: Qing Chen Banished to the Cold Palace

The Crimson Blood Team took over the convoy, even forcing Qing Chen away from Blue Mountain’s side, relegating him to the back vehicles to sit with the slaves.

Meanwhile, in the main vehicle, Black was sitting in the front passenger seat, discussing the upcoming plans with Blue Mountain.

The Roosevelt Kingdom is more like a feudal state, where the kingdom itself has its own army, known as the East Expedition Army and the West Expedition Army, responsible for defending national security and supporting the central royal family.

Dukes, marquises, and barons have their own jurisdictions and maintain their own private armies.

The Corp Army of Storm City is the private army of the Duke of Storm City, which he has to sustain on his own means, without financial support from the state.

When it comes to external warfare, the feudal lords hand over their private armies to a unified commander, who then directs them for battle. At that time, nominally, they temporarily disregard their own masters’ orders and follow the commander’s orders.

For instance, Blue Mountain was to lead five hundred private troops to report to the Corp Army, where he would become a battalion commander and follow the unified command.

Now, who knows when they might suddenly have to set out.

So Black instructed Blue Mountain to prepare in advance, both logistics and personnel should be arranged as soon as possible.

Blue Mountain looked embarrassed: "I’ve never had experience in this area."

Black immediately offered, "Then let me handle it, young master, you just give me the private seal and I’ll make the preparations."

Blue Mountain’s eyes lit up: "Then I’ll leave it to you."

The Crimson Blood Team actually understood very well that this wealthy second generation had never been on the battlefield. If the task of troop deployment and logistics preparation were handed over to him, something was bound to go wrong in the future.

Therefore, taking control of the private army was crucial, and Blue Mountain had to comply.

In the back, the accompanying slaves found it a bit strange to see Qing Chen, the housekeeper, suddenly sitting in the back.

This housekeeper even saved the life of Kennedy Marquis and, after shedding his slave status, despised associating with slaves. Why would he be sitting in the slaves’ vehicle today? It’s dirty and messy here.

Was he out of power?

The slaves who had been whipped by the housekeeper before became quite intrigued.

Qing Chen glanced at them and coldly said, "What are you looking at? Keep up with the young master’s car and stop murmuring in the vehicle. Also, if I see this mess in your car again, be careful I might whip you."

Upon arriving in front of Blue Mountain’s villa, Qing Chen followed Blue Mountain and the Crimson Blood Team inside, while the slaves gossiped quietly.

Someone went to probe Blue Mountain’s driver: "What happened just now? Why did the housekeeper move to the back seat?"

The driver explained, "You don’t know? The newly arrived Crimson Blood Team stripped the housekeeper of his power and specifically sent him to the back, and the young master didn’t say a word..."

"I see!" The slaves suddenly realized, the housekeeper really lost power!

In places like these grand estates, gossip spreads the fastest. Before long, all the slaves in Blue Mountain’s villa knew that a new overseer had arrived, and they no longer needed to listen to the previous housekeeper.

As soon as Qing Chen entered the villa, he began instructing the female slaves: "The young master hasn’t eaten breakfast yet, quickly go prepare some food for him."

However, at this moment, Black approached with a smile and said, "Housekeeper, you can take a good rest during this time, we will arrange these matters."

He wore black sunglasses, chewing gum, with an automatic rifle slung across his chest, holding it with one hand, looking particularly imposing.

Qing Chen looked at Blue Mountain with a somewhat difficult expression: "I’m just worried the young master will hurt his stomach from hunger, it’s the big things you’re arranging, I’ll handle the small things."

Black laughed, "Don’t worry, we will, of course, not let the young master go hungry. We’ll arrange both big and small matters together for easier coordination."

Qing Chen coldly said, "I have to do something, otherwise, I won’t feel at ease."

"Oh?" Black looked at Qing Chen: "I heard that the housekeeper is a C-Class Expert, who once saved Master Kennedy and was brave in the army back in the day. I’ve always admired you, how about we have a spar?"

Qing Chen sneered, "No problem."

But as soon as he finished speaking, Black, like a ghost, appeared in front of him.

Before he could react, Black used absolute strength to throw him over his shoulder out of the villa door.

In front of all the watching slaves, Qing Chen was flung out of the villa, rolling on the ground several times, covered in dirt.

Standing at the door of the villa, Black laughed, "The housekeeper might be too worn out lately, seems his reactions are a bit slow, better take a good rest."

Qing Chen slowly got up from the ground, his face grim as he patted the dust off his body.

Blue Mountain thought for a moment and said to Qing Chen, "Housekeeper, you should go rest in your room first, leave this to them. You’ve been quite busy recently, take it as a break, we’ll rely on you on the battlefield to save us later."

Qing Chen was silent for a long time before saying, "Alright."

As he prepared to walk into the villa to return to his room, he heard Black say, "Housekeeper, given the current serious situation, why don’t you stay with the slaves for now? This way, you can help monitor them for any abnormalities."

Qing Chen was stunned for a moment: "You want me to stay with the slaves?"

Black nodded: "Exactly, sorry to trouble you, we need to stay close to the young master for protection, so we can’t leave the villa, and there aren’t enough rooms here. Also, please transfer the control procedures for the slaves to my phone."

Blue Mountain knew he had to rely on the Crimson Blood Team to earn merit, so he allowed them to handle things as they wished.

Seeing that Blue Mountain didn’t speak, Qing Chen reluctantly agreed with a stern face, "Alright."

Then he operated his phone to transfer the control rights over the slaves, before walking out towards the nearby slave quarters.

The quarters were very close to the stables, so close that Qing Chen could smell the scent of manure.

Many slaves silently watched Qing Chen’s dejected figure, as if witnessing a scene from a palace intrigue drama.

The housekeeper who once held so much power had been demoted just like that.

Too fast!

Qing Chen entered the dormitory and found the single room of the slave foreman. He threw all the foreman’s belongings out and said with a dark face, "No one is allowed to disturb me!"

The slaves exchanged glances.

But no one dared to be presumptuous. After all, this Housekeeper is a C-Class, and although the Crimson Blood Team may not take Qing Chen seriously, they couldn’t afford to do so.

At least on the surface, they absolutely couldn’t provoke him.

Inside the villa, Blue Mountain returned to his room to play in the Superconductor World. Green looked at Black and asked, "Captain, we don’t need to be in such a hurry to squeeze out that Housekeeper, do we? After all, he’s been with the Young Master for a while. Aren’t you acting too hastily? This might upset the Young Master."

Black shook his head: "There are only ten days left. We have no choice but to hurry. There’s no need to worry about the Young Master. The Nobles only care about people who are useful to them. As long as we can prove our value is higher than the Housekeeper’s, we will naturally be fine."

Black continued, "I am doing this for several reasons: First, to obtain enough military merit for the Young Master to become a Marquis, one must go to the most dangerous places and do the most dangerous tasks. At that time, a C-Class is likely to become a burden, and we must be prepared to abandon him at any moment."

"Secondly, capturing the Marquis’s military merit necessarily involves making significant achievements. There will surely be two or three people around him who will be promoted to Baron together. Would you be willing to give this opportunity to that Housekeeper? Instead of letting him reap the rewards, we might as well take the merits ourselves and become Nobles!"

The members of the Crimson Blood Team breathed a little heavier.

The most important reason they were willing to risk their lives was that they also needed the Marquis’s private army to establish their own merits.

The military merit system is a complete promotion system. In the army, a free citizen who promotes ten levels can become a citizen, a citizen who promotes ten levels can become a Baron, and a Baron who promotes ten levels can become a Marquis.

Black whispered, "The Housekeeper saved the Old Master’s life. Do you think when it comes time to divide the military merits, the Old Master will take care of him? That’s why the Old Master sent him to follow the Young Master. The Old Master wants to help him become a Noble and return the favor. So, if there’s an opportunity along the way, kill him first without hesitation. Even if you don’t kill him, you can leave him to die."

"Understood," the Crimson Blood Team reached a consensus on the matter.

Now Black himself is already a citizen of level 4. In this battle, he has a good chance of becoming a Baron. Then, he won’t have to work for others anymore. Even if he remains under Kennedy Marquis’s command, he will be entirely different from other workers.

So, Black was squeezing out Qing Chen for the sake of his own interests. He didn’t want to risk his life and then have Kennedy Marquis order him to hand over the merits to this damn ’Housekeeper’.

In the Roosevelt Kingdom, the status of Nobles and citizens is worlds apart. Once Black can become a Noble, they will finally see the light at the end of the tunnel.

When interests are involved, it’s no surprise how ruthless people can be; that’s human nature.

"Won’t that Housekeeper hold a grudge and make trouble for us?" Yellow asked.

Black calmly replied, "Just a C-Class, so what if he holds a grudge?"

At this moment, Blue Mountain’s new driver quietly watched this internal conflict and reported everything he saw and heard to Black Spider.

Quickly, a message was sent back: "Lower the surveillance level on the Housekeeper, increase the surveillance level on Blue Mountain, and monitor the every move of the Crimson Blood Team."

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In the slave dormitory, in the foreman’s single room.

The ’resentful’ Qing Chen let out a long sigh of relief.

Although he hadn’t physically exerted himself just now, acting was quite exhausting.

It wasn’t that he liked acting, but the Arbiter Organization had sent a spy driver nearby, and he had to act like a real Housekeeper to dispel any doubts.

Qing Chen carefully studied the ’Housekeeper’s’ psychology, from surprise to anger, anger to helplessness and frustration, the performance needed several layers.

Even the details of throwing the foreman’s luggage had to be acted out realistically.

He really had a hard time.

However, unlike Black and the others’ imagined resentment, Qing Chen was actually grateful to them, since he genuinely didn’t want to stay in the villa.

Serving people wasn’t the issue; it was mainly too much of a waste of time. Now, no one would come to disturb him.

Qing Chen smelled the manure wafting from outside the dormitory. While many might think he couldn’t bear it, he had been in worse pigsties, and compared to Base A02, this stable-side dormitory was practically paradise.

He was rather thankful to the Crimson Blood Team... such good people.

At this time, Blue Mountain actually sent a reassuring message: The Crimson Blood Team is my father’s elite unit, not only highly skilled but also capable in command. We need to rely on them for the upcoming war. Rest well; I won’t forget your rightful merits.

Despite saying nothing on the surface, Blue Mountain was secretly trying to win over and reassure this Housekeeper.

So, he wasn’t just some fool from a landlord’s family.

But Qing Chen didn’t care at all. Whether Blue Mountain and the Crimson Blood Team could survive the war didn’t matter to him. He was determined to become a Noble, for Yi was still waiting for a new body!

As for military campaigns...

The old man on Ginkgo Mountain sacrificed nine of the most outstanding generals and senior members of Qing’s Family for him. There weren’t many left in this era who understood war better than he did.

"Thank you, Young Master!"

After giving a perfunctory reply, Qing Chen immediately put on his Virtual Glasses and re-entered the Superconductor World.

The new world gradually came into focus, and Qing Chen was still crouched in that bush, with four people in front of him, whispering to each other, completely unaware someone had logged in behind them.

Qing Chen was momentarily stunned; was there really such a good opportunity?!

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Another Chapter before midnight.