The veteran’s words were like a pebble suddenly tossed into the middle of a lake.
They stirred up ripples in Aqina’s heart.
“The Chief Adjutant…
retired?” She subconsciously tried to prop up her body, her voice weak.
Tatiana gently supported her, “Be careful.” Aqina leaned against her.
A light, however, suddenly ignited in her amber eyes.
A Harbinger’s adjutant, and a Chief who had followed a Harbinger for decades.
The status and influence of that position were by no means ordinary within the entire Fatui.
Especially within The Eighth Seat.
That was an important position that could directly intervene in all core affairs and participate in decision-making.
Its status was second only to the Harbinger herself.
And just like that, this position was suddenly vacant?
Did that mean there was about to be a shake-up at the top, and more job vacancies would open up below?
The veteran leisurely took out a flask and took a sip of wine with his Fish.
At the same time, his gaze swept over the four people with their various expressions.
He continued: “That old Chief could be said to be Lady Rosalyne’s head steward.
As it turns out, after retiring, this position has remained vacant.
Several qualified officers under Lady Rosalyne have been fighting fiercely for it, but it seems none of them have been able to satisfy her.
Recently, her administrative system is said to be a bit…
chaotic.
And lately, Lady Rosalyne seems to be in an exceptionally bad mood.” He looked at Aqina: “You are combat personnel, so this might not affect you much.
But a chaotic rear will eventually affect the front line.
If you really want to go under Lady Rosalyne, you should be mentally prepared for this.” Aqina was thoughtful.
Just then, a light blue system screen suddenly unfolded before her eyes.
< Detected host’s clear intention: Under the command of The Eighth Seat [Rosalyne] > < Generating suitable recommended promotion route based on current world line fluctuations and known intelligence…
> < Generation complete.
> The screen changed suddenly before her eyes like a scroll.
In the center was a simple portrait of The Eighth Seat [Rosalyne] and her exclusive Fire Moth emblem.
Below the portrait were two clearly divided, different paths.
On one side was the emblem of a sword and shield, labeled: [Combat Route].
Below it was a small text description: Start as a field soldier, relying on field operations and various missions to accumulate merit for promotion.
High-level positions: Vanguard Captain / Combat Adjutant.
Ultimate goal: Chief Adjutant.
Advantages: Clear promotion path, relies on the team, only needs to rely on personal ability and squad cooperation to survive and be promoted.
Risks: Fierce competition within The Eighth Seat’s combat department, high mission difficulty and mortality rate, difficult to reach the top core power.
There is a Chief above the Combat Adjutant, and when a Combat Adjutant competes for the Chief position, there are fewer opportunities.
Although the Vanguard Captain also has significant power, the probability of appearing in the open is low.
Usually, they are only responsible for the safety of Rosalyne herself and some inconvenient matters in the shadows, which is also far from the core power, making promotion difficult.
On the other side was the emblem of a quill and book, labeled: [Administrative Route].
Start as an administrative or logistics clerk trainee, leveraging the management experience and advantages accumulated from the host’s previous life.
High-level positions: Personal Secretary / Administrative Adjutant.
Ultimate goal: Chief Adjutant.
Advantages: Administrative management is crucial, making it easy to reach the core of power directly.
Can directly influence Rosalyne’s personal decisions and resource allocation, with relatively high safety.
A personal secretary spends more time with Rosalyne herself, making it easier to please her based on her preferences and gain her personal trust.
Risks: Internal competition is equally fierce, and it is easy to get involved in factional struggles when rising.
Moreover, the rise is slow, requiring time and seniority.
It is even more necessary to handle complex interpersonal relationships and administrative affairs.
Promotion is extremely dependent on the superior’s appreciation, and…
The text paused here and turned into bold, enlarged, obvious font: The Chief Adjutant is already the highest peak under Rosalyne.
To continue to rise, one must accumulate enough prestige, increase combat power, challenge the vacant Harbinger seat, or self-recommend to the Tsaritsa of Snezhnaya.
The system’s cold prompt sounded in her mind: < Comprehensive evaluation of the host’s skill characteristics and previous work experience.
The system recommends choosing the Administrative Route, aiming for the Chief Adjutant vacancy.
This position can maximize the protection of the host’s personal safety and efficiently obtain resources and popularity points.
> Aqina: “…” Her heart was instantly filled with a huge sense of absurdity.
Clerical work?
Administration?
I was a corporate slave in my previous life…
And after transmigrating and getting a cheat, you tell me the best path for me is to go back to my old trade?
To be a personal secretary for that bad-tempered golden Big Cat?
Handle documents?
Coordinate relationships?
Flitting around under the nose of a grumpy Big Cat.
What are your intentions, System?!
Did I not die from overwork fast enough in my previous life?
After changing worlds in this life, you want me to continue sprinting on the road to death by overwork, right?!
< Host, please calm down and listen to my analysis.
The Chief Adjutant position has immense authority to allocate resources, participate in decision-making, and access classified information.
And because you are often by the Harbinger’s side, the exposure and popularity acquisition efficiency are extremely high.
Your “undying” characteristic can be converted into “extra-long standby” in a clerical position, which is a huge advantage.
Previous life management experience can also be seamlessly integrated.
> The system explained matter-of-factly.
Aqina thought wildly: What the hell is “extra-long standby”!
You’re treating 007 (working 7 days a week, 24 hours a day) as a blessing, aren’t you?
Also, is that position prepared for a newly graduated recruit?
That’s a position held by old talent who followed Rosalyne for decades!
You want me to compete for it?
On what basis?
And with what can I compete?
By relying on the fact that I can’t die, so I have a good body and can outlast all competitors?
And who knows when the plot starts?
Maybe the Traveler has already finished walking through the seven nations, and I still haven’t become the Chief!!
I think your system’s CPU is burnt out!
< Host, please note, according to the information provided by the veteran.
Rosalyne will come in person to observe the final evaluation and graduation ceremony of this recruit trial.
And take this opportunity to select those with potential from the outstanding performers to supplement her forces, especially…
Fresh blood in administration.
And according to this system’s information gathering, the combat department and administrative department under Rosalyne are seriously imbalanced.
She herself has been furious because of this incident.
So after this vacancy appeared, there will be a large-scale supplement for the first time.
> Aqina’s complaints stopped abruptly.
Rosalyne…
will come?
Personally selecting?
Especially fresh blood in administration?
She looked fiercely at the light screen in front of her; that path pointing to the quill and files now seemed to be emitting an alluring glow.
“What’s wrong?” Tatiana noticed Aqina’s expression was a bit uncertain and asked with concern.
Aqina came back to her senses and pulled out a somewhat stiff smile: “Nothing, just that the wound still hurts a bit.” She paused, looked at the veteran who was still eating Fish slowly, and asked tentatively: “Senior, you seem to know Lady Rosalyne very well?” The veteran smiled, “After hanging around the Fatui for a long time, I know a little bit.” He ate the last bite, stood up, and looked at the darkening sky outside the canyon.
“It’s the last day.
Rest well, maybe you’ll have a tough battle to fight at the final exit.
And this recruit group ceremony will be very lively; maybe that Lady Rosalyne will come in person.” He gave Aqina a meaningful look.
“Whether you can seize the opportunity depends on your own ability.” As he said this, he walked to the Scavengers who had lost their ability to resist.
He skillfully finished them off, his movements clean and neat.
It was as if that conversation about the Chief vacancy had never happened.
Aqina lay in Tatiana’s arms, her wound aching faintly.
She watched the sky darken.
The system prompt from earlier and that administrative route in her mind were exceptionally clear.
Is the path of a corporate slave really unavoidable even in the Teyvat continent?
After struggling and risking her life to graduate from the recruit group and about to become an official Fatui soldier.
The result is that she still has to go back to her old trade?