48. Became a temporary supply officer at the academy

Sometime after the Doha Prius faked attempt.

The supply officers who came out of the supply base gathered in a wagon, got on board, and then went out to the main road to watch the main force join.

“Hwiyu~ Minister?”

“Money is the best.”

Everyone could only nod their heads at the conversation between Chad and Bamir.

An endless procession. The sound of footsteps echoing through the woods as the students armed with their own heavy march make a metallic sound.

And a procession of numerous wagons followed them. I couldn’t find the end of the procession even though I pulled my head and looked at the end as much as I could.

Reminds me of the old days. There was a time when I used to walk around wearing complete military gear.

Students having a leisurely conversation and joking around. There seems to be no rule against chatting.

Unlike Korean soldiers, sophomores at the academy feel energized. If they train like we do, will they get an allowance?

“Training starts in the afternoon after lunch. It’s going to be busy.”

“Ah~ the good days are gone.”

Considering the military in the past when it was difficult to even get a bottle of water, the supply of the academy was a tyranny close to money.

We investigate the needs of students every day, and when the application form arrives at us in the evening, we have to prepare all the supplies by tomorrow.

Lightly, from food to various equipment and consumer goods. It is said to be an indirect experience of war, but in fact it is at the level of writing and experiencing infinite cheat keys.

As proof of that, the 33rd generation carriage proves it.

The academy has built a small advance base in the training ground. It doesn’t have everything, but it feels like everything is there.

“Let’s go soon.”

Bamir knocks on the wagon with his hand.

After seeing the students arrive at the camp, unpack, and set up tents, we returned to the supply base.

“Thank you for your hard work. These are the supplies we need today that have arrived at the address of the supply commander. As soon as they are ready, please come to the headquarters.”

“Yes.”

As soon as we arrived at the supply base, the headquarters messenger who was already there handed Bamir a thick bundle of papers.

Bamir rearranged it and gave it to his supply officers, and the papers I received were two.

Let’s see. Canteen… Gloves… Compass. The items I was in charge of don’t seem to be in use today.

Gail is responsible for these items. I know there’s nothing to do, so I guess it means go and help.

Seeing that the Quartermasters, each of whom had received a withdrawal list, dispersed in twos and threes, I quickly followed Gale.

“Quartermaster Gail! This is Quartermaster’s charge, right?”

“Huh? Let’s see… That’s right. Did the captain give it to you?”

Gail looked over the list I had been given and nodded.

“Yes. Couldn’t it be for help?”

“I’m fine. Help me out then. I’m at a loss right from the start…”

Gail on her temple.

Looks like it. Even just the withdrawal request that was in his hand right now seemed like he was skipping 5 pages.

Following Gale to his area, wagons were already parked in one corner.

“I’ll check it out and take it out, so you can see it and put it on the wagon. Ah! Write down the wagon number while loading it!!”

“Yes.”

So, when you load something on the wagon, you’re asking for a mark on where it’s loaded, right?

The wagons are numbered 12 through 17. After checking the numbering of the wagons, we guided them to the entrance of the warehouse, starting with wagon number 12, and parked them.

After waiting for the wagon, Gale uses the workers to take the items out. Thus, endless repetition of labor continued.

***

“I’m dying, I’m dying…”

The work ended with the sound of Gale’s dying song.

The loading of supplies, which started at 10:00 am, ended shortly after 15:00 pm. Gail climbed into the passenger seat of the wagon, as the responsible supply officer had to accompany her to double check at headquarters.

“Thank you for your hard work.”

“What happened to you, how did you not shed a drop of sweat? You are not human.”

Gail, on the driver’s seat, squints and glares at me.

How did you know? It’s difficult for my secret to spread all over the place. Would you like to remove

Throw a joke to yourself that doesn’t even make sense.

“I’m so strong.”

“I’m envious~ You’re young, you’re young~”

After Gale lamented over his situation, the wagon left the supply base and departed for the headquarters.

Heh heh… He’s young. Gale is much younger. I’m just an old asshole.

Waving and seeing off Gale as he left. How will Gail react when he learns that most of the jokes he throws are true?

I’m curious, so if there’s a chance someday, let’s come out.

“Come to think of it, I don’t know if the training was good.”

Since the fake attempt, the Doha Prius has not appeared. Even if you pout, did you pout firmly?

I don’t know why I’m so delusional. It is unknown whether this is due to awakening as a demon.

It’s troublesome because my emotions go back and forth as if I drank alcohol. Fortunately, there are no sudden emotional ups and downs unless you run into a Doha Prius.

“Should I visit Mr. Hyman and consult with him later?”

I can believe it because it smells like the most normal person I’ve ever met. He also has a warm impression, so it reminds me of the old man holding a chicken leg.

“I want to eat chicken.”

I want to eat basic fried rice without asking too much. Just dipped in salt and cola.

My mouth started to salivate at the taste of the cool Coke and the crispy chicken that my tongue remembered.

It is not that there are no fried dishes, but full-fledged fried dishes are still often eaten by wealthy people. Like the academy cafeteria, for example.

Maybe they think it’s a waste to make bread with wheat flour.

“Shall we sell something like coke pop later?”

Let’s think about lukewarm coke a little more.

An idea always comes unexpectedly. Make sure to write it down so you don’t forget.

Before dinner, I had to go to the firecracker warehouse to figure out the actual situation, so I decided to take a break before that.

That time when you are about to go back to your accommodation while stretching as much as you can.

Quaaang!!!

Intense explosion that hits the ear canal in the first place. I raised my head in surprise at the sound that was so loud that I could hear my tinnitus.

Then, as if an earthquake had occurred, the ground shakes the body.

I barely managed to keep my balance and checked my surroundings. The imperial soldiers on patrol had fallen to the ground and couldn’t get up.

“Are you okay?!”

As I reached out to the Imperials who had somehow fallen down, the Imperials quickly grabbed my hand and stood up.

They couldn’t even say thank you, as if they weren’t as anxious as I was, and planted their spears on the ground.

“Ha, something is falling from the sky!!”

Someone urgently shouted, and everyone’s eyes, including mine, turned to the sky.

Kooooo!!

The shape of a dragon clearly visible. The wings spread out in such a way as to cover the whole sky, and even the sun was covered, bringing darkness to the ground for a while.

Light leaked along the rim of the huge shape, creating a visual effect that emphasized the main body, creating a very overbearing and ominous atmosphere.

And the most troubling thing is the fragments that fly around the dragon in the sky.

I couldn’t guess the distance or the size of the fragments, but everyone knew instinctively.

When those fragments fall to the ground, everyone is dead.

The dragon seemed to know that as well, so it melted the fragments with its breath or smashed them with its tail, but the number of fragments was so great that it seemed too much for one dragon.

“Floating, falling!!! Everyone evacuate!!!”

Imperial troops flee in all directions. The noble responsibility and sense of duty as a soldier will turn into well-mashed tomatoes if hit by the breakthrough.

Looking at the twists and turns, it looks like it will drop quite a bit at the supply base. What should I do?

It is not difficult to protect this place. It’s because I care the most about protecting my identity.

The soldiers who ran away in a panic anyway.

“Uh…But how do I solve it?”

It’s full of power. But how to use that power? I don’t know if I even learned magic. I must have had time to learn that.

When I was living in the world of demons, I was busy studying dream demons or learning strange studies like royal studies, and after coming over here, it was my job to do the work every day.

What did you do when you blocked the attack of the Doha Prius last time…

I stare at the fragments approaching every moment. However, there is no way that lasers will come out of his real eyes just by staring at them.

Under the faraway sky where the dragon was flapping, a huge magic circle appeared and bounced off debris.

“That’s f*cking fast!”

I watched the magic circle spread out towards the sky for a while, but at some point, the fragments came right in front of me.

I’m thinking about it, so I’ll have to swing my fist first. Didn’t the main character of a certain anime get a lot of criticism for breaking a meteorite like this?

It feels like it’s going to be a real big deal to stop it though.

First, roll up your sleeves and roughly estimate the distance to the debris falling towards this place.

If I jump roughly at this point and hit the fragments with a side kick, wouldn’t the fragments fly toward the cliff?

As I was thinking to myself if this was correct, I was about to correct my posture when I heard a familiar voice from behind.

“Bend off!”

A transparent curtain that unfolds towards the debris falling from the sky at the same time as the command. The shroud completely covered the falling fragments, forming an elongated mirror ball.

“Exercise!”

At the following command, light is shot towards the mirror ball. The light that passed through one side of the mirror ball bounced off countless times, hit the transparent curtain, and was reflected repeatedly, and soon the mirror ball was stained with pure white light.

The mirror ball began to compress gradually, and soon became a handful of light and disappeared, and the fragments falling from the sky evaporated without a trace.

“It was Mr. Raj.”

“Ah. Rex Perry.”

The one who saved the supply base by using magic was Rex Perry, a member of the Peleheim Magic Tower, whom he met a few days ago.

“You can call me Rex.”

“Yes. The magic from earlier…?”

“I did it right.”

Rex Perry nodded in a calm tone. Also, magic is the best. It’s a lot more efficient than me rolling my head.

Of course, I’m joking, since I know roughly how much blood and sweat wizards shed behind the scenes.

“It was definitely a dragon. It was also black.”

Mr.

“Isn’t it?”

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Neither he nor I. Silence fell between us for a moment as we roughly guessed who that dragon was.

“Thank you. I wanted to die like this.”

I was startled by the sudden shock and explosion, but it seemed that the magicians had solved it without incident.

When I thanked Mr. Rex for helping me in many ways, he waved his hand.

“No. It’s what I have to do. Of course, this time was unexpected. hahahaha.”

That’s a good-looking smile. It doesn’t feel like it’s decorated to look good as it is.

“Doesn’t it seem like it’s not safe to go through tonight?”

Ignoring the strange sense of incongruity I felt from Mr. Rex, I shuddered.

“It’s going to be a time when everyone has a headache. I need to go to the headquarters soon.

“Whew…Try hard.”

Is it because they are high-class workers? It was Mr. Rex who was about to head to headquarters as soon as the incident occurred.

To think that such a high-class manpower is only guarding the firecracker warehouse. I thought that firecrackers would be that important.

“Oh, yes. Raj-sama.”

“Yes?”

After saying hello to him, I quickly went back to my inn and tried to check on the status of my other colleagues, but I had to turn around because he stopped me again.

Mr. Rex was looking at me, but there was a strange atmosphere in his eyes that seemed to be searching for me.

Mr. Rex’s eyes move quickly up and down, though he pretends not to.

“Why is that?”

It wasn’t a person-to-person relationship, rather it looked like they were judging things, so I wasn’t in a pleasant mood, so I ended up saying something a little aggressive.

Mr. Rex, who immediately hid the appearance of scanning me with my tone, immediately wrapped himself in a smile that looked good.

“Oh… No. I’ve been thinking about something else for a while. I’m sorry. Let’s go in first.”

“Uh. Yes. Please work hard anyway.”

As I stopped pretending and started talking, it became more difficult to argue and listen.

Ah, something doesn’t feel right… But let’s go back for now.

After saying hello to him again, I quickly turned around and walked toward the inn, but I could feel his gaze on the back of my head.

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