Neta Chara

* Arborest Perspective

"Central Army dorks!! I'm going to overkill you!! I can't even do this level of work properly!! Wrong number of digits ordered for exercise food, etc. Wow!! Call the person in charge immediately!!

The clerk flies out of the office in a flurry to call the rep, but the eagle was stunned by the numbers written on the paperwork in his hand. The paperwork indicates the number of food items that will be available for the upcoming first exercise of the nascent Royal Army, but the number of participants is incorrect by one digit.

This exercise is planned for an elite unit to teach the Royal Army, which is close to gathering, and the number of participants in this exercise is scheduled at a size of five hundred, but the number ordered was for five thousand.

This restructuring led to the dismissal of many of the ill-healthed officers, officers and commanders from the military as reserve officers, but the central army was originally told that the ranks of the military personnel belonging to the organization whose ranks had been widened by the brink and Conne had been reduced, and this time it was the fault of a man close to the head of the office.

... these pompous officers, how dare you fight my brother...

I thought my brother Gwayne's battle in the Battle of Geltraut was naive, but if the army he was leading was under this level of subordination, you might as well praise him for working pretty hard. By then it was a stunning gathering of the incompetent.

"Whoa! Bring the military registry! My superiors are too pompous to help!! The rank can be low, so give me a guy who can use it!!

Have the clerk from the Southern Frontier Bo Dynasty, who was close to the neighborhood, bring the military registry. The poor quality of clerical officers in particular was out of the group when he was older than his brother, and there were rampant people who healed with their superiors and sidelined military supplies to fatten their private bellies or form non-existent armies to plunder their salaries, even where they lacked the most talent.

"Lord Arborest... this is a list of officers sent as reserve officers in the Travers incident in the example..."

The military list the clerk had was a list with officers sent as reserve officers in the Travers accident.

"Um, an invasion battle that was a catastrophic defeat of the century... well, let me see"

When I snap the list of clerks, it turns to pieces. The officers listed inside were military personnel close to the sinners who committed assaults, mission disobedience, and escape in front of the enemy. There was one of the most popular people among them.

This is the man who was the supply staff of the 478th convoy. It was a unit that had been contracted to transport food and food to the front line, but only his unit was doing nearly three times the normal amount of transport without omission.

I have also been in the army for a long time, but it was clear that it required considerable clerical capacity to do so without omitting nearly three times the usual amount of traffic. However, this staff member was placed in reserve and suspended on charges of disobedience to the orders of his superiors and concealment of supplies.

"Whoa! Where is this officer named Kunelua now? Bring the man you know now."

"Ha, ha! I'm home."

Another clerk ran out of the office again.

A while later, the clerk brought in a man. He was an officer who had ordered the wrong digits of food for the exercise earlier. At the same time, this man was Kunelua's boss in the Travers accident.

"... a, Master Arborest! This mistake was made by my men on their own, and they have nothing to do with me. If I checked, I would make a preliminary mistake such as wrong digit..."

"Shit!!! You'll be in charge! Sentencing the papers is a sign that you have checked the documents and made sure they are correct! You don't even understand such a preliminary thing!

I was disgusted with this man trying to make an escape on this occasion, but I decided to be patient until I found a place for an officer named Kunelua.

"... but if you rule on all that paperwork, you can overlook it, etc..."

The eagle glances at the man who ends up as an excuse. The man was shivering under his gaze.

"I don't care about that. I thought I'd give you a chance to pay back this failure. It shouldn't be that hard."

The man had raised his head, which was dripping, and his face was shining.

... there's nothing I can do about it, Azuma... if Khunelua can sign up, this man can even fly to the director of military dossiers...

"I will do anything I can!

"Now find out as soon as possible where an officer named Khunelua, who was one of your men, is currently located. Would you have been stuck with Kunelua for a long time? I've already checked it out here."

The moment I asked him to tell me where Kunelua was, the man's complexion stained sassy blue. Supposedly has a pretty dark secret behind it.

"K, is it Kunelua... he's the man who fattened his own stomach in the Travers accident by ignoring my supply plan"

"Ho, from what I've heard, you were conspiring with Khunelua to run a supply runoff? You're not? Well, fine. I'll choose whether it's a good idea to be dismissed and put on military trial right now, or to find Khunelua and stay in the army."

The man looked like he was about to fall and his eyes were swimming left and right. I guess I'm desperate to make a choice right now.

I've turned my face this way like a man made up his mind. It seems incompetent but not inconclusive. Only he was a man who had been using Kunelua for years.

"... Kunelua is immersed in Wangdu's 'Rolling Honeycite Pavilion' after becoming a reserve. I was wondering if I could see you there… would this spare me a military law conference?

"Right. You had a daughter, didn't you? If you let Khunelua marry you, you'll be able to stay in the army."

The man looked hazy at the words of the eagle.

"Accepted. I will send my daughter to be the wife of Kunelua. I suppose this will allow His Excellency Arborest to be the mediator of the marriage between Kunelua and my Saub family?

A man who is very weak in numbers, but whose head spins faster as soon as things become relevant to his own survival. He is a hard man to tell if he is incompetent or pretending to be incompetent.

"The eagle will soon become a mediator. Okay, I'm going to take you to Khunelua right now!

"Ha! I'll take you there right away"

The man had taken me to the "Rolling Honeycite Pavilion" on the eighth floor of the Wang capital. Apparently, the origins of this store were attached to the look of an old building that was tilted enough to roll and fall down when you put the nectar on the table. Indeed, as far as I could tell, various places were hurting so much that the age of construction was unknown.

"Kunelua!! You're here. Ugh! Hey, general. Is Kunelua here?

A man is asking the general of the store where Kunelua is.

"If you're Mr. Khu, you're drinking in a private room in the back with your ex-boyfriends."

I walked out to the back private room with the man. From the private room, I could hear voices leaking like there were gay people and adults. Knock on the door of the room.

"Kunelua! It's me. I'm sorry, it's urgent. We're going in!

When the man opened the door without waiting for a reply, the waitresses and the men, close to half naked, were sipping alcohol in the room.

"This is, this is Dear Saub. I've already left the army. You don't have any business with me now, do you? Scattered up, dumped me up there. What do you want from me now? I can't make any more backups. I would have cleared everything up when I became a reserve."

Kunelua and I thought the man was scratching his long yellow-brown bossy hair galloping and answering with a nasty odor.

"Ba, stupid! I'm not talking about that! First, you marry my daughter! Otherwise my neck flies. You don't have a veto either."

"Huh? Are you finally scared? Why would I marry your daughter? I don't know what that means."

"Shut up. He says he's going to do my daughter to his wife. As you know, we only have daughters. I mean, you're the Saub family trail."

Kunelua's men, who were listening to the man, laughed out in unison.

"Mr. Koo is Saub's daughter's son-in-law! Ha-ha-ha! That was a funny joke! Is today some kind of surprise event! Ha ha ha!"

"If you want to laugh, laugh. Eh! I have my life at stake! Otherwise, I can give you a daughter, a bad soldier!

Sir Thorb is also on his stomach, so there is no movement in the laughter of his former men.

"Are you Khunelua?"

Washi called out to Kunelua, who was laughing.

"Who is it, Osama? This place is off-limits to anyone."

The eagle throws out in front of Khunelua the documents for the exercise food management that Sir Thorb has failed. Kunelua was turning the paperwork apart, covering his face with one hand, and biting Kukukuku and laughing.

"It was settled by your father-in-law, Sir Thorb. How can I get five hundred and five thousand wrong? I'd appreciate it if you could tell me more."

"Master Thorb is so weak on numbers. You must have pushed your verdict because I always settled for you. The fact that Master Thorb is a clerk is a strange thing to say."

Kunelua was biting his laugh again with Kukukuku.

"Then you take responsibility and handle it! You'd write off all these mistakes before breakfast, wouldn't you?

"Osama, I'm out of the army. I don't know how motivated you are to be a soldier now. I was just discussing launching a business association with my friends because some of my property was saved. Please don't go home."

Sir Thorb listens to Khunelua and takes him with no shame or outrage.

"Kunelua. I've been taking care of you since you joined the army, but you're abandoning me!

"Dear Saub. I remember you using me, but I don't remember you taking care of me."

Seeing that the army seemed untrained, I thought I would give up for a moment, but it was urgent to secure a good clerk, so I decided to use extraordinary means.

"You were still a reserve. I am sorry, but I shall reconvene at the moment as ordered by the General Secretary of the Kingdom. Return to active duty. Show up at the military headquarters immediately. If you don't show up, I'll send you to a military law conference with Lord Thorb."

"Osama. How dare you decide! I'm saying I'm quitting the army! Get me back on active duty! It's already a dustpan that makes great plans and paperwork made all night for such a thin salary at your discretion!!!

Raging, Khunelua drinks up to bathe in the alcohol on the table.

"Whoa! Young man! Then you're at the head of the army's affairs. Actually, my boss is the only one. I'll give you the bulk of the authority to do administrative work. I think I'm going to die of overwork from the restructuring. No need. You can demote the clerical nobility relentlessly. Speak to Chancellor Aldo. He doesn't like incompetent nobles either. I'm going to have a subtle idle post ready for you."

After listening to the words of the eagle, Khunelua removes the liquor bottle.

"A, you're insane! If the aristocrats hear, there will be a conspiracy! And take me to the head of the office! I'm a fucking civilian officer! It's not like the Confederate army you were in."

"So I'm going to do you the daughter of the Saub family. Now you're a nobleman, too. Good for you."

Kunelua slaps the table like frustrated when he scratches long stretched bossy hair .

"So... Rah!! I told you I'm not coming back! Osama has dementia! Why should I be a nobleman and serve in the army? The army abandoned me."

"Right... Sir Thorb. Unfortunately, your daughter is going to the whorehouse. Besides, you will go to military prison yourself, and your house will be cut off. Don't struggle when you have a flimsy subordinate."

Kunelua's men, who were in the private room, squeal. Sir Thorb's daughter looked like a smart woman, unlike her father, who had asked his men to return to the army at Kunelua.

"Mr. Khu. I don't care if Master Thorb is going to be sent to a military prison, but I can't stand that Elsa falling whore! Mr. Khu, please, save Master Elsa. We can do something about it."

"You guys..."

Kunelua had thought about it for a while, but eventually came looking at the eagle by scratching his hair up like he had decided to and peeling out his previously unseen eyes.

... Don't take a good eye. Frist was a good deputy, too, but this guy could be a delicacy beyond that...

"Osama, you made me sit at the head of the office until you threatened me! If I get to the top, more than half the nobles in this situation will be banished from the office. That's all right. If you're gonna roll your ass and run, you're on your way."

"Young man. Don't lick it. Washi is a man who has fought demons in the south for over a decade. He'll twist the royalty to the king's capital."

"Osama is the one, don't lick me. I can finish my administrative work without using half of my abilities. Don't underestimate me for real."

Whether he's strong or really capable of that is unknown at the moment, but it was the birth of Sir Thorb, his boss, who told the story that Kunelua is a man of exceptional clerical ability.

"It's my top clerical inauguration celebration. Everybody swallow. I can't sleep for days to come."

Kunelua was pouring booze around on his men.

"Mr. Khu? What the hell are those sleepless days?

"Ah!? I'm going back to the army and I'm going to head the office. There's no reason to reconvene your former men. You guys don't have to sleep for about ten days to live, do you?

"Hi-no! Kunelua the Clerical Ghost is back! Will those days of hell be resurrected again?"

The men under his command had solidified with a war-torn look when he heard they were returning to active duty.

"Oh, my goodness, the prosperity of the rich is as it should be. Osaraba is also a restaurant at the end of the day. Don't worry, I'll squeeze the budget out of Osama there. I'll rent out the third floor of Wangdu's fancy kiosk."

"" "Eh!! Seriously, that's awesome!

The color of the men's eyes changed.

"Osama, that's about as much as you'll admit."

"It depends on how you work. Show me the job of roaring the eagle and I'll get you out."

"Okay. The Dictionary will come into force now, okay? I'll be working at the military headquarters in no time."

Washi writes his signature on the decree and gives it to Kunelua. Upon receiving the decree, he put on the military uniform that had collapsed and left the private room with his men.

"Sir Thorb. You connected a piece of neck skin. Thank you for your wise daughter."

"... Ah, yes. I will hide. Now that we know it's not suitable for the Hot Hot Army... because Khunelua will feed the Saub family, I'm going to put out a sperm around the garden."

It seems Lord Thorb intends to hide after seeing the wedding of Khunelua and his daughter Elsa. He was aware that he was incapable, so he thought it was an easy choice.

"Right. More than that, nobles who are incapable will be driven away."

Thus, as foreword, Khunelua, who held the head of the office as chief of the Royal Army barracks, severed the dismissal and reassignment of nearly half of the officers and recruited his own breathtaking civilian officers, one after the other, to the top posts that the noble officers had monopolized.

This increased the Royal Army's ability to send "what you need," "when you need it," "the quantity you need," and "where you need it". In addition, the military task force will build streets, waterways, bridges, etc. everywhere, and the traffic situation in the country will improve dramatically.

Kunelua had switched the delivery of less urgent munitions to competitive bidding, and increased the salaries of soldiers and corporals who were thinly paid for decades with floating funds from your merchants to reduce delivery at high prices.

Due to this, Khunelua increased his support in the army, but on the contrary, the noble officers made him a "riser".

However, since Khunelua took office at the top, there has been no more scattering a bunch of paperwork on the desk of the eagle, to the extent that two or three copies of the paperwork awaiting settlement come around every day. Chancellor Aldo has also caught sight of Kunelua's ability to talk about pullouts, but politely declines.

I also heard that Condorato, a representative of the Southern Frontier Bo National Army stationed in Wang Du, also intentionally engaged with Kunelua, and was close to each other.

On the other hand, I can also hear you getting engaged to the Saub family courtier repeating your days of going straight to work the next day whenever you go out for a drink with your men after a big job, and also from the clerk's office saying, 'Dishonorable discharge is better if you live like this!!' I had seen him roar.