Warhammer: Hail to the Void Lords!.

Chapter 406 05.0405: "Louise's Lieutenant Interview"

It is 1:40 pm in Terra.

Sepra-Mundi, outside Interview Room 2 of the B31 Building of the Navy Headquarters in the Hazy Star Region.

The interior of the Naval Headquarters Building is elegantly and magnificently decorated, with the corridors and halls based on Victorian style, supplemented by Baroque style embellishments.

It looks grand and beautiful without being too gaudy.

Louise sat on the red velvet cushion chair outside the interview room. Even though she had secretly wiped her hands several times, thin layers of sweat still appeared on her palms.

The wet slender fingers pinched the slightly yellowed pages of the book, and the purple pupils scanned the words on the page at a glance.

There were dozens of candidates waiting outside like her.

Some sat in chairs, while others paced restlessly back and forth in front of the lacquered brown double oak doors, their buckled shoes clicking on the bright white marble tiles.

Louise's throat rolled up and down as she turned another page. A drop of sweat dripped onto the page with a plop and was wiped away by her thumb before it faded away.

There were a total of 31 interview rooms for this interview process, and she was in Interview Room No. 31, the last one among all the interview rooms.

The reason why Louise felt so nervous was mainly because according to past experience, the candidates waiting for interviews in the last five interview rooms had written test scores that were just above the passing line.

Historically, it is a very common scene that the candidates in the last five interview rooms are wiped out in the interview process.

Everyone knows that these candidates are the last ones in the written test, so the mentality of the naval officers who interviewed them was naturally not optimistic.

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The oak door was pushed open, and almost all the candidates waiting outside looked at the candidate who came out.

He was the first student to enter Examination Room 31 and also the student with the highest written test score among all of them.

"What's the situation?" asked a candidate officer a little anxiously.

The candidates who came out had their hair completely soaked with sweat, and they looked as miserable as if a basin of water had been poured over them.

"Who are the three examiners?" asked another candidate.

He choked up in his throat and was in a daze for a long time before he realized that someone was talking to him.

"Yes..." He was about to speak, but the words came out in a sigh. Then he shook his head and said, "I'll just say a name and you'll understand."

Louise sat quietly in the chair, holding the pages of the book tightly with her slender fingers, listening to their conversation through the crowd of candidates who surrounded the man.

"Admiral John Jervis of the headquarters fleet."

As soon as this name came out, all the candidate officials in the audience were collectively stunned.

"Are you... sure? I heard that he only went to Interview Hall 1 in the first half of the year. The people there were all top students who scored almost full marks on the written test.

As an admiral of the headquarters fleet, how could he be in such a last-minute interview room? You must have made a mistake."

"No, I am the candidate officer of our fleet. I am absolutely certain that I did not mistake the commander of our fleet."

Then, the candidate put on his hat, dejectedly walked out of the interview room quickly, leaving the candidate officers behind him talking about him.

When the second and third candidate officers walked out of the interview hall in despair, the candidates who still held on to the last glimmer of hope also gave up and believed that what the first candidate said was true.

John Jervis, admiral of the battle fleet of the Hazy Star Domain Naval Headquarters, actually came to Interview Room No. 31 this time.

The last time he attended an interview for naval officers was half a year ago, when he examined the outstanding candidates at the time in the First Interview Room, including Archie Cuthbert Collingwood.

No one knows why the admiral chose this last-place interview room this time.

But as expected, almost every ten minutes, a candidate officer walked out dejectedly.

The interview went much faster than Louise had expected.

It looks like it will take less than a day to complete the interview of this last-place candidate outside the interview hall.
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It was 4:40 pm at Tyra time, and there were only twenty minutes left before the end of the day's interview.

Although the interview had not started yet, Louise had been reading for nearly four hours during the long wait, and her head was already feeling dizzy.

She pinched the bridge of her nose and asked for a cup of coffee from the Admiralty servant, letting the caffeine help her wake up.

"Next." A magnetic voice came from inside.

Another candidate walked in with stiff steps, and she was the only one waiting outside the interview room.

Louise lowered her head. It was obvious that she was the last in the last interview room and the worst candidate among all the candidates who passed the written test this year.

It's the real meaning of 'lying on the door frame to hit someone'.

Such dismal results made her feel a little disappointed, and she couldn't help feeling that she had let Horatio down.

"Believe in yourself. You are very suitable for the navy. You are no worse than others. Be brave and do it, just like we gallop across the starry sea. We are the Imperial Navy. What we lack the least is courage and wisdom."

Horatio's words of encouragement echoed in her mind again, as if he were speaking them in her ear himself.

Louise took a deep breath and looked back at the book.

About six minutes later, the alternate officer came out.

"What's the situation?" Louise stood up, staring at him and asked. At this moment, she could not miss even the slightest possibility.

"Come on, pretty girl, you are the last hope. Don't let Interview Hall 31 be wiped out."

The other party shrugged his head, pouted his lips, and replied with an ugly smile.

Then he left the interview room with an unsteady gait, apparently he was tortured to death.

"Next." A loud voice came from inside.

Louise tidied herself up briefly and walked towards the brown double oak door.

[Don't be scared...it's just a test...Go for it, Louise.]
She encouraged herself.

Without exception, dozens of candidates in front of him were wiped out.

I came out less than ten minutes after going in.

Now it was her turn, the last one in the written test.

This feeling of tension was as if I was walking into the dock of the Navy's serious criminal court instead of the interview room.

Even so, Louise still held her head high and chest high, stood up, walked firmly, brows solemn, put her hand on the doorknob, and pushed open the heavy oak door.

As the door opened, her eyes fell on the room.

The room is spacious and also in Victorian style. The wooden bookshelves are filled with various naval-related books.

From the introduction of the oldest wooden sailing ship to the sketch of the planned warship that is still in the conceptual stage, from the abstract star sea map full of sea monsters to the densely covered schematic diagram of star language.

There is a red velvet sofa on each side of the wall at the entrance, and next to the sofa is a rotatable spherical star map carved from marble.

On the right side is a large window with clear light and excellent lighting. Outside the window is a green artificial ecological landscape with birds singing, flowers blooming, green mountains and clear waters. At this moment, many senior officers of the Navy Headquarters are inside, enjoying the scenery while discussing official business or the war situation in a certain sub-star region.

A naval lord colonel was standing outside the window, looking at the beautiful scenery.

Of course, maybe it is also to relieve the body and mind that have been made angry by the candidates.

In front of her was a long mahogany table with a high-quality texture. On the table were several hardcover textbooks of the Imperial Navy, as well as bundles of parchment scrolls. The torn apart parchment star maps were spread out on the table, ready for the three examiners to set questions at any time.

Opposite Louise, on the left, was also sitting a lord colonel, whispering to the admiral next to him, who was wearing a blue suit with white stripes and gold embroidery.

The admiral sitting in the middle, listening quietly, was the one who frightened the candidates as much as traitors and heretics, and who single-handedly reformed the Imperial Navy's military discipline laws.

The legendary admiral John Jervis, who raised the strictness of the Imperial Navy's military discipline by several levels, intensified the bloodiness of the suppression several times, and ultimately brought the mutiny rate on Imperial Navy warships to the lowest level in history.

The admiral was holding a paper letter with the seal of purity in his hand, and it seemed that he was also handling official business while serving as an examiner.

Seeing that the three senior officers were busy with their own affairs, Louise, the reserve officer, took the initiative to step forward.

"Reporting to the Admiral and the Captain, Louise Tavira, the candidate officer of the Gothic Fleet, is here to take the Navy Lieutenant Officer Examination!"

She held a book in her left hand, put her right hand behind her back, held her head and chest high, and kept her feet together. Her clear voice flowed through the entire interview room.

(Historically, the naval lieutenant examination, according to the Royal Navy Selection Act, was composed of three officers with a rank not lower than that of captain.

Regardless of their social status, naval candidate officers must pass an examination organized by the Navy Department before they can obtain a commission signed by the King/Queen and become an official naval lieutenant.

Although it may not be possible to completely avoid the social customs, it was already a very advanced system of selecting talents in an era when government and military positions could be obtained by paying money.)
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