Chapter 1050 - A Difficult Puzzle (1/2)

Chapter 1050: A Difficult Puzzle

Translator: TransN Editor: TransN A week later, Tilly put the list of the names on Roland’s office desk.

“How was the recruitment? Did it go well?” Roland poured a cup of tea for her and asked carefully. He has always felt a lingering sense of guilt when facing this nominal “sister” of his. Except for Anna to whom he told the truth on his own initiative, Tilly was the first one to discover that he was not Prince Roland. When the flying demons attacked Neverwinter, Tilly’s protective actions made him realize that she had completely accepted their alliance but the guilt in his heart has not relieved at all.

After all, it was he who occupied the body of Prince Roland.

At the very beginning, he had planned to occupy the identity of her brother without giving any explanation. However, when he found out that she did not blame him, he, instead, became uncomfortable.

Of course, he just kept that in his mind, but would not repeatedly mention it. Most of those people who insisted on getting an answer would die for it, which he knew well.

“It went well, except for the number of the trainees.” Tilly took the teacup and blew lightly before drinking it, “I selected 124 people from the migrants, and 73 from official citizens. Less than 200 people… I’m afraid such a small group of people may have little impact in our fight against the demons.”

“It’s always difficult to start,” Roland read the list. “After you set examples, you’ll surely attract more people in the second round of recruitment. Then it won’t be limited to Neverwinter.”

Though different people had different visions, humankind’s longing for the vast space was engraved in the bones. From the moment the civilization was born, people had begun to look up at the starry sky. Whether it was imitating the birds or making balloons, the exploration of the sky was not unique in the era of aircraft. The explorers from the Society of Wondrous Crafts were the best example. Therefore, Roland was not worried about the attraction of Air Force to people.

The first thing to do was to cultivate a team that could fly.

Anyhow, he knew that training of pilots was by no means an easy task.

In an era when the flight control system was still immature, the most important quality of a pilot was… talent. No fear of height, resistance to dizziness, and physical coordination were just basic requirements. The sense of spatial orientation, understanding of the plane, and even the reaction speed all determined whether a person was qualified to be a pilot.

The obedience and reliability of the veterans of the First Army were extremely high. It was okay to select a few outstanding soldiers as core military officers, but it was impossible to transfer all of them into the Air Force.

This was why he decided to select from the new migrants.

Knowledge could be acquired by learning, but the talent was inherent. It would be better to find more qualified people than forcing those who were not.

According to the report, nearly 3,000 people signed up within a week and nearly 200 of them were qualified. From this point of view, it was indeed a wise move to include temporary residents from the very beginning.

Turning to the last page of the name list, Roland was surprised and asked, “Six people failed to pass the oath part?”

“Their thoughts were different from the things they said, so they were taken by Vader to interrogate,” Nightingale answered. “Two of them were official citizens of Neverwinter.”

Roland frowned. In theory, this was not something worth a fuss. People’s fickleness was ordinary, and it took an instant to change from good to evil. He had never expected those people would remain the same forever. Yet, when he really encountered it, he still felt a sense of disappointment.

They could have followed him into a better new era.

They had even seen the threshold of the new era.

In spite of that, they gave up in front of the threshold.

“Did you find out the reason?”