Civil Servant in a Romance Fantasy

281 – Fiery Tobacco – 2

Secretary of the Ministry of Finance, second in the ranks of Ministers, and Commander of the Central District Army, one of the top 10 military personnel. What should a general manager in the middle of this fantastic lineup do?

The answer is simple. It’s like working as a secretary while driving a car. If you don’t have a car, you’re doing somersaults and having a party.

‘I’m also in a position to be treated wherever I go.’

It’s sad. What do you do if your position is at the level of a manager? Every once in a while, I meet with a minister and get hit here and there. No matter how many people there are under me, isn’t it a meaningless situation if there are too many people above me?

“Are you okay with your mouth?”

“Hmm, are you okay? I used to feel like drinking plain water, but I’ve improved a lot.”

A heartfelt evaluation came back to the question I asked out of etiquette. It’s going crazy. It’s definitely a compliment, but it doesn’t feel very good.

When I was rolling in the north, there was a time when my goal was to be recognized by the minister and this person. However, unlike the minister, this human was a man without praise no matter what he did, even when he killed one of his eight horses, Sarei Dobra Tala, at the end of a soul match. The consolation that you worked hard was everything.

But I finally get compliments on how well I drive…

‘Life.’

Tala you bastard, are you watching from hell? I said I’d kill you, broke your limbs and popped out an eye, but I preferred to ride around the corner.

Perhaps even Tala in Hell would slap the ground and wail when she sees this scene. I wonder if his own worth is barely this much.

“It’s unfortunate that my run is over, but it’s satisfying at the same time! It’s the new hero that decided the end! Yes, Krasius Carl. Did you think I was a wolf in the steppe?”

Suddenly, I remembered the last thing he said. If you have a next life, be born as a teabag, not a wolf.

“The military department tends to give more than other departments. How much more did you come here to eat?”

“Ai, I’m sorry. I came to see your face among friends.”

“Sounds that don’t sound like words.”

In the meantime, the minister and the commander sat down quietly to chat.

Come to think of it, it’s strange. Since the Great Patriotic War, the military has allocated as much budget as possible. If you want to protest because the amount is not enough, just send a staff member from the General Headquarters. By the way, did the commander-level personnel come in person? Who is familiar with the Minister?

‘Are you planning to build an aerial fortress?’

Apels’ dream of a man came to mind, but he quickly brushed it off. As soon as it was activated, it was a petting pot that fell to the ground.

“To buy a horse.”

In the end, the commander, who had been arguing for a long time, brought up the main topic first.

“Is there a place that sells them?”

“That’s why I’m going to call the amount hard.”

At that, the minister clicked his tongue as if he couldn’t help it. If the justification is words, the minister has no choice.

Horses, of course, are absolutely necessary to train cavalry. To be honest, if there is not enough soldiers, how can it be covered by conscription, but if there are no words, the answer is invisible. Horses are not as easy to raise as chickens or pigs.

In addition, the cavalry power of the empire suffered a huge blow due to the kagan’s outstanding performance in the great subjugation war. Even as the pro-empire tribes in the north suffered a blow close to annihilation, the route through which the empire could smoothly supply and demand horses disappeared.

It will take several years to restore this supply and demand route, but until then, cavalry training cannot be abandoned.

‘It’s a business that makes money if you can solve it with money.’

Of course, horses are treated as strategic goods throughout the continent, and exports are strictly controlled. Selling words that are not enough to be used in your own country to other countries? Wouldn’t it be innocent even if you were treated as a traitor?

But money always wins over loyalty and patriotism. If a commander-level personnel came confidently, the preparations would have already been completed. Tears come to my eyes when I think of the military who must have worked desperately to find a temporary supply source.

“As long as this transaction is completed safely, you will be able to breathe a bit? It is impossible to completely restore it, but it is possible up to 70%.”

At the words of the commander who had an overwhelming justification, the minister let out a silence. If the military can recover up to 70% of the cavalry problem that has been in place for 2 or 3 years, it is right to make a budget that does not exist.

“Think about it. Dorgon in the north, that bastard is still trembling like a dog. If that bastard catches up with a few tribes, he’ll remember today’s events? Oh, I should have broken my piggy bank back then—”

“Okay, stop.”

As the imperial official’s seizure button was pressed, the minister eventually nodded his head.

An uproar in the north is a disaster that no one wants. Even more so if the catastrophe is a real catastrophe. If the remnants of a reverse heavenr named Dorgon are alive in the north, it’s only natural that something will happen someday.

“Give me.”

At the minister’s voice, which seemed to have lost his energy, the commander held out a document as if he had been waiting. And the minister who took a quick glance and stamped his seal.

That’s great. Other departments have to build a tower with paperwork to get a seal.

“Keuu, the loyal soldiers of the Empire will be delighted with your great decision.”

The commander applauded in an exaggerated tone as if he was satisfied with the cool deal. Even so, since he was one-armed, he hit his knees and clapped.

The minister’s face looked haggard as the budget was drained from the job, but what can I do? If you don’t pay and end up in trouble in the real north, you won’t be able to handle the aftermath. In the first place, the group that eats money just in case is the military.

“Then see you next time.”

“Don’t come again.”

“It’s nice and bouncy.”

Anyway, the commander who got up without any regrets disappeared like the wind when he came and when he left.

The appearance of beating the minister one-sidedly… I wish I could become that kind of person someday…

The military, more precisely, the minister, who was sucked to the side by the commander, was silent for a long time, rubbing his forehead.

Will it be unfair to be ripped off that much money? If you have money to give anyway, you better give it quickly.

“Hey.”

“Yes?”

“How would you feel if the minister went to war?”

It was only after I heard that crazy sound that I realized the minister’s concern. He was silent not because of the splendidly robbed budget, but because of the cancer cell called Dorgon.

Of course, the minister knew that Dorgon was somewhere in the north, but wouldn’t it be a different feeling to hear directly from a key military official, ‘We have to prepare for Dorgon’s fucking shit’. It must feel like a vague threat, a nightmare from the past is imminent. It must have been crazy for a minister who had a history of clashing with Kagan.

“Would you like to?”

Still, the answer I will return does not change. The head of the Treasury is at war? Would that be This nobleman still thinks he is the inspector.

“It won’t work even if the reverse heavenr resurrects.”

“Damn it, that’s it.”

The Minister, who clicked his tongue, threw his head back and let out a big sigh.

Yes, indeed, even if the kagan climbed up from hell, the chancellor would not go to war. An empire obsessed with prestige sends a minister of finance rather than a regular army or special forces? It’s like advertising that the empire can’t afford to cover things up.

“Still, His Excellency Gong is there, and there is also the Ministry of Special Affairs. If anything, I am there too.”

First of all, I cautiously opened my mouth to the minister who was bizarrely concerned. It is true that the empire has weakened compared to before the war, but isn’t that the same for the north?

Kagan, of course, all of them were dead except for Dorgon. On the other hand, in the empire, there is also a tradition of succession, and there is a muk gwangdae that succeeded the 4th division, and I, who used to play in active duty, is still an inspector–

“I’m more worried because you are here.”

“No, what.”

What do you mean by someone who comforts you the most?

***

Thanks to the focus of all departments on the finance department, there is room to spare. It’s not very nice to think that this leisure time is one of the few breaks in a year.

‘Should I extend the period?’

I even thought about extending the additional budget planning period with the authority of the crown prince. The longer the organizing period, the longer my break will be.

But if I did that, it would only cause more confusion, so I kept it quietly in my heart. Okay, let’s just be content with the present. There is nothing more idiotic than losing what you have in your hands after being greedy for nothing.

‘I think I missed it already.’

After a while, I faced the reality that I had been ignoring.

A petition that came to me alone in a situation where all departments were aiming at the Ministry of Finance. As soon as I saw the petition, I felt intuition that even the current break was in danger of being blown away. Missing what’s in your hand is like an idiot? Then I’m already a jerk. I even became an idiot because of an external variable, not my fault.

I checked the petition while rubbing the stiff back of my neck. How could they treat lightly the petition sent by the Master of the Magic Tower?

Yes, a petition sent by the Master of the Magic Tower. In other words, the petition written and uploaded by Ma Jong-gong himself.

‘What the hell is this about?’

This is Majonggong, who has been the owner of the pagoda and has never posted a petition. In the first place, if it was Prince Majong’s ability, he could take care of it himself before asking the imperial family.

That’s why I’m afraid. It was a job that the Prince of Majong asked directly to the imperial family. What does it contain?

[ Beatrix, a descendant of Roberto who was bestowed the name of Catoban by Emperor Amanka the Great, who was granted the rule of the Duchy of Servette, greets the little sun, descendant of the great emperor. ]

I confirmed the formal greeting and quickly lowered my gaze. The format is appropriate, so you can check the contents.

[ ─It may be beneficial in the short term to immediately put the dispatched personnel back into the existing work, but in the long term it can lead to a decrease in morale. Therefore, I would like to hear Your Highness’ opinions on how to give appropriate leave to the dispatcher in consideration of the dispatch period. ]

And as soon as he confirmed the main point, his head froze.

It is a petition that is less than thoughtful. Is this the petition from Ma Jong-gong? Did I see another petition?

‘Right.’

If you check again, the petition of Majonggong is correct. Why is this right?

No, actually, the contents of the petition itself are not strange. It is a daily routine for the wizards of the Mage Tower to be dispatched to various parts of the empire. In other words, since Prince Ma is the one who manages the largest number of contingents in the empire, he may find out about problems I don’t know about, or offer a vacation as a solution.

‘Why did you do that to me?’

The question is whether it is necessary to raise it as a petition. Giving vacation to the magicians of the magic tower is sufficient at the discretion of the Demon Lord.

In addition, when the imperial family accepts a petition, the petition must be a policy that is common to all imperial officials, not just one department or agency—

‘The whole empire?’

My hair, which had been hardened, began to turn again. If the purpose of the petition in the first place is to create a policy that works throughout the empire, then this strange petition can be understood.

The dispatcher that Lord Majong will keep an eye on the most, the dispatcher who must have been anxious to give him a vacation. It is very clear who it is. So much so that anyone with eyes and ears can tell.

‘Ha.’

I laughed out loud. Could it be that the Inspector General is already complaining to his future wife?

No. No matter how much it was, there was no way the inspector general would let go of his pride to that extent.

‘…Isn’t it?’

Would you like to put it down?

I hate and fear the director of the inspection department who built such an image of myself who can’t be sure.