A Mid-level (Middle-aged) Office Worker’s Laid-Back Industrial Revolution in Another World

This is a small meeting room in the royal castle.

The last day of rookie nobility training was taking place.

"I see this is also part of the item handled.

He was nodding when Takeo heard the explanation of the lecturer, the Proprietary Officer.

"Is it a dedicated bureau...

You manage this number of items well.

Alderson also says as he looks at the material.

"Hmm... will distribution to the Katlanda Empire pass through us because of His Highness Neil and the neighboring territories?

This is somewhat of a toll expected, isn't it?

Babington is nodding.

"Gentlemen, what do you think?

Lord Babington was from a civilian, did you know that?

"Yes. No. I didn't know any detailed items so far.

I had purchased the essential ingredients in His Highness Cliff's territory, but I didn't think they were so diverse.

Were you tested on it?

"Right.

We mainly specialize in salt, tea, and steel, so you're all going to buy and sell.

But we have a prototype department (...) aimed at increasing productivity and items at the same time as monopolies.

The term prototyping may not be the same here, mainly because we are reviewing manufacturing methods, but we use this term.

We may ask Lord Alderson and Lord Kitamizato to produce prototypes of materials for steel.

The commissioner tells me.

"... is that the workshop we're contracting?

Alderson listens.

"Yes, I don't think it would be a problem if it was a solid workshop.

However, since the draft is still in the process of being prepared, we will consult with you when we have more details.

"" Okay.

Takeo and Alderson nod.

"Lord Alderson, Lord Kitamizato.

A dictionary of laboratory personnel has been prepared.

Please confirm.

Orcott sits in the lecturer's seat and says:

"" Yes.

A civil servant of the General Inspectorate puts a bunch of dictionaries before Takeo and Alderson.

Both had confirmed the contents of the Dictionary during yesterday's training, and King Azpearl's wax stamp had been completed after the final confirmation at the General Inspectorate.

"And the exam platoon of Lord Kitamizato is preparing an internal document, as instructed by the College of Magicians.

"" The internal decree?

Babington and Alderson face Takeo.

"Yeah. You don't give written notice to hiring insiders?

Takeo looks at Babington and Alderson and then asks Olcott back.

"Yes. Job decision-makers at the College of Mages and the Royal College will be affiliated with... the list will be sent to the Dean of the College of Mages and the Royal College, and students will only be notified of their appearance in the prescribed department on April 1.

"I see.

Then is the internal statement unusual?

"It will.

However, since Lord Kitamizato is royal, I wonder if he may give me the written form and give me a special feeling (...).

Please let me know that Lord Alderson will likewise make an internal statement when recruited from the College of Mages.

"Yes, I understand.

Alderson nods.

"Erm... the insider is my wax mark, isn't it?

Mr. Meyer, please keep the two dictionaries.

Let me give it to you when you get here in April.

"I'm in awe.

"Victor, let's just get down to it.

"Yes."

and Victor came beside Takeo and began to melt the wax prepared by the General Inspectorate's clerk.

"... is this good..."

Takeo groans as he stares seriously at the place where he has waxed his mark.

"Which... wouldn't that be the first time?

You'd better press harder on it.

Orcott confirms the wax stamp pressed by Takeo.

"I see that's the thing.

"You'll be somewhat used to it.

Orcott returns the inner decree to Takeo.

"Mr. Andersen, as soon as Mr. Andersen's decree comes out, go to the College of Mages and give it to Kay Cade and Pamela Cohen.

"Ha!

I will accept it.

Andersen finishes the internal statement.

"Now you're done with the decree.

It's time to end this in the morning.

This afternoon is the final confirmation of the upcoming feelings, etc.

Then, for once, it's dissolution.

Orcott finished his morning training.

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A sports field dedicated to the Wang Du Guard.

"... Shit!

"Gu..."

The Wang Du defenseman, confronted by Alice as she swept away from the left, flies a little back and knees to the ground in a defensive position.

"All right! Next! Previous!

The next one moves forward.

As expected, Alice vs. everyone's schematics were in place.

And Alice is constantly taking care of her health, so she continues to have no problems.

You'd be mentally tired, but compared to the time of the raid (...) there was nothing.

We met a few times and shook them off and the other guy was replacing them from earlier.

"... what... that's monotonous.

King Azpar watches as he bawls.

"No, no, the people who are doing it are desperate.

I've had it a few times, but it must be pretty spiritual.

Rather, there is something wrong with Lord Fresh Red.

Because I am not tired at all.

The director-general says in dismay.

And he makes a difficult face, "You mean it's not all he's got?"

"... Dear Alice, how many are you now?

"Um... 15? 16?

I'm counting as Ann breaks her finger next to Clina squealing.

"Huh... this is amazing.

"Right, Your Highness Amy.

Amy and Jesse say as they look at Alice.

Smith watches silently but says, "Sister Alice, you don't look serious at all. I was frightened."