Border Guardian Hal Akircius

A Day for Border Protection Officers in Cilentium

The morning of Border Guardian Hal Akircius is early.

Wake up from within already dim today and get dressed quickly.

Nearly spring, I mean the northern border, it's still cold out there.

Using slightly warm Cilentium tap water to wash his face, Hal headed to the office on the lower floor of the same building.

Along the way, I meet a maple with two wooden knives.

The Maple Room is by the stairs on the same floor as Hal, and Hal always passes in front of it, so he must wake up early and meet Maple every morning.

"Brother Hal, good morning!

"... maple, please, just be quiet a little longer, there are still sleeping people out there.

"Huh? Why? It's my morning!

"... so I told you that some people are still asleep.

When Hull is embarrassed again, the maple obeys heavily as he groans in dissatisfaction.

"Mm-hmm... ma, no, more so today, please. Ha!"

"Totally, don't get tired of it every day..."

Hal took it while smiling bitterly at the maple offering his left-hand wooden knife to cheer him up and inviting him to arch in the morning.

"Let's go to the backyard, we don't have that much time.

"Yeah!"

While I say I don't have time, when Hal spends a good amount of time finishing maple and swordsmanship archery and walks into the office, the smell of good bread flutters two people.

"Good morning, Hal. I brought you breakfast.

"Morning, Mr. Lott.

As usual, Primia came and prepared breakfast.

"Do it, Primia - Thanks for today."

"Good morning, Mr. Maple.

Maple approaches Primia and meets her palm properly into both palms that Primia offers in front of her chest.

"Thanks for everything.

"No, that's all I can help you with..."

Speaking from the side of Maple and Primia, which Hull is looking to enjoy, Primia replied with a slight scuffle.

Maple crushes as we chat and report deficiencies in the management of the inn and equipment, while watching the primaries we seem to enjoy.

"Mmmm... you prima... but the prima baked bread is delicious and..."

He took one loaf of bread from the cage placed at Hull's desk, and if so, the bluffing maple looked at the two as flattered as usual as he moved his mouth.

"Good morning, Lord Achillsius. Thank you again today.

At the end of the meal and some time after Maple and Primia left the office, Sittius, with materials in both hands, came in on the rare face of the usual.

Sittius, who enters the office at the same time as he perfectly fits every day, is the clock replacement for the Cilentium Administration, and when he passes through the hallway is the start time.

The Cilentium has also been repaired and serviced by a bronze water clock that was once installed by Altrius, marking the time with precision that I do not believe was made and installed forty years ago.

The Cilentium Administration confirms the time exclusively by Sittius, since the time of attendance, lunch break and departure of Sittius is no less accurate than that, although our guards look around each morning, noon and evening, checking the time of the water clock, and then making a time announcement to the city in the way of ringing the clock.

Even once our guard accidentally forgot to ring the noon bell, Sittius began to prepare exactly noon tea to drain Hal and Dresines' fat liver.

He said, "Considering my abilities, my motivation for the day, and my physical condition, I can tell how much time has passed by the workload."

"Oh, good morning, Mr. Sittius. What's your case today?

"Firstly, first of all... about the maintenance of the street, I would like to put out a touch to ensure that the building materials are stored outside the street.

Sittius, who once placed the materials in his own seat in front of Hull, pulled out about two sheets of paper from them and showed them to Hull.

"I see... you try to put it in the adjacent open space, not in the street. If you still allow it to be temporarily placed on the street only when it's not..."

"Yes, in addition, we have made sure that the building materials are brought in for the intended use, so that we do not leave the building materials on the street in the evening.

"What do you do with street displays?

"This can't be right now. Cilentium is growing daily, so in some places the names of the streets have not yet been determined exactly. However, that is inconvenient, so for now we would like to install a sign on Tsuji stating the direction of the journey to the main street and the name of the main street ahead.

Sittius takes out another piece of material and shows it to Hull.

"... well, if you could add me, could you show me the street code of the neighborhood? We've already made decisions about neighborhoods and streets, so you should be able to display them even if they're vacant.

"I see, so that you can figure out where you are first... let's arrange it quickly... and this is today's ruling.

Sittius handed Hull a bundle of ruling documents as he wrote to the materials.

"Yes, I understand, I'll let you look through. Is there anything I can pay particular attention to?

"As always, we are putting important things at the top, but I would like to draw particular attention to this project, yes, as it states, the report from Mayor Adamantius. Every state in the eastern part of the empire has asked for a march in the event..."

When Hal asks, Sittius answers that as he shows the paper he put at the top.

Reports of insecurity and various influences in the eastern and northern states of the Empire have been received for a long time.

Sometimes petitioned orally by pedestrians coming to Cilentium, the most noticeable effect is the high prices of imperial products.

Bandits, bandits and, at the end of the day, pirates began to stall circulation, and it was also the effect of poor merchants who anticipated it that began buying and selling goods.

Fortunately, the production of household goods in Cilentium is going well, only money and resource metals are bought from the Empire, as well as armaments, so there is no variation in prices as much as there is imperial control over this.

But the Imperial Army, which corrects the deterioration of security, is concentrated in the South, and crusades and security are in a state of impatience in the northern and eastern parts of the Empire today.

Hal raises his face from the dossier and asks Sittius a question.

"It's... it's impossible, isn't it?

"You have a decree on the powers of border guardians only outside the imperial borders.

"Yeah..."

There is no way that the governors of the state are unaware of the laws and regulations, and this would be a bitter decision.

It is to say that things are getting so much worse if you return the back.

To Hal, who roared troubledly, Sittius opened the Imperial Code and turned the page with one hand manipulating the whole and its thick books.

Then, when looking for the place where the intended laws and regulations are written down, it is indicated to Hull.

There is a description of the authority of the Border Guardian Authority, and a description of the special measures is given at the end of the text of the appointing authority and its authority.

"But just one thing, as you can see from the text, when there was civil unrest and when foreign forces entered, they could return to the country at the request and approval of the most recent state governor or or military commander... but perhaps when the border guardian was created, they did not envisage the presence of a border guardian as powerful as Lord Achilcius. There is no particular provision for military or administrative powers at that time. So..."

"Is it possible...?

"Yes, you would say you would use a law loophole, so it is not an inherently overly complimented method. But sometimes you get into things that you haven't said either, so I don't think it's going to hurt to make assumptions.

Close the Imperial Code with one hand, said Sittius.

"Now that I'm coming around, please include the matter.

Sittius placed the Imperial Code in his seat, and now he leaves the office when he single-handedly delivers the materials he had just placed to Hull.

Since the Cilentium Administration has offices on the second and first floors of Hull, and Sittius serves each department concurrently, it takes one day to get around the department in charge.

"I apologize for the inconvenience, but I am calling someone I know via transmission stone communication, so please wait a while longer. They are all bigots or noblemen haters, but jobs are the ones who can. It will be a presence that must be in the Cilentium administration.

The last time I said that, Sittius left.

After that, we'll go through Hal's work, the paperwork, and sign the permits.

monotonous but important work, but makes me sleepy.

"Ugh... tough..."

While desperately reading through the letters, Hal spent time processing the documents.

It is the imperial fashion that you only need to eat sweets lightly during the day.

Regardless of the time of war, Cliffonham and Oran are not in the habit of eating lunch either, two meals a day is fundamental, and this one doesn't say anything, especially at noon.

But when the Empires saw the snacks mouthing with the tea, the women and children first began to muddle.

Eventually it began to spread to the whole citizen, and that is how daytime snacks were taking root in Cilentium as a habit.

Hal received a report from Ellesia that she had finished classifying and organizing herbs, and came to the Temple of the Sun to receive the documents and specimens, where she was invited to tea by Ellesia.

Alshalea has been out for herbal instruction to the villages of the Alpesio tribe and has been absent for the past few days, and now only one Sun Temple is El Laicia.

There are pharmacists and pharmacist trainees in the adjacent pharmacy, but I'm sure they enjoy their tea, no sign of coming to the temple of the Sun.

The chair and desk set in the backyard of the Temple of the Sun serves two vanilla teas, favored by Hull, brewed by Erlacia, plus a confection cooked by mixing wheat and honey.

Honey is a very high quality item purchased by El Laicia from Fictre, and it has an impeccable aromatic flavour.

"Hal, this honey treat is delicious.

"Really? Then..."

"Yes, go ahead.

"El Laicia... that's right, that's..."

Hal turns red in embarrassment to Erlacia, who demands her posture in the dark.

"Isn't that good, no one and... it's just us, right?

"Ugh..."

Unlike usual, I became strongly aware of the fact that the request from the elder chief was working the other day, and I couldn't help but say no. Hal made sure that there were no people around him, and then turned to El Laesia.

"Yes, ahhh.

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"... delicious... the honey flavor lives well..."

I can see myself blushing with embarrassment, but I try to delude that with a confetti commentary, but that's not the end of El Laicia's offense.

"Ugh... and sweets over here.

"Um..."

"Ahem, it is.

... Paku

Hal responded to Ellesia's request with his eyes closed when he did it once and his resistance faded and he couldn't think of a reason to turn it down a second time.

In front of Hal, who is seen in the face of Erlacia smiling with heartfelt joy, the same treat was offered in rinsing.

"Ugh, well, now Hal will do it to me.

"... Huh? Huh!?

"Yes, please..."

"Ugh... is embarrassing..."

Failing to resist further Ellesia demands, Hal, who was gently handed the sweets, offered them to the dreaded Ellesia mouth.

... Kapri.

"Ah!? Hey!!

"Um... why are you pulling your finger?

When Hal pulls his finger, surprised by Ellesia's attempt to include a finger-by-finger treat in his mouth, he protests as Ellesia obstinated.

and, at that time, the back door of the Temple of the Sun opened with momentum.

"Brother Hal! What are you doing!?

"Hey, what's that maple... what's up?

"What's wrong, bye! You're acting weird right now!?

"And I didn't.

"Yes, it's not weird, is it?

Hal answers the maple sword curtain in various ways.

In contrast, the maple bit to El Laicia, who normally answers while enjoying vanilla tea with graceful herbs.

"... I was!

Hal, who has become unbearable, speaks to two people scattering an invisible spark.

"... Maple, how about you join us?

"At last! I brought you something nice, too.

Maple changed his attitude to Hal's words, and he brought a chair to sit next to Hal early as he said so with a smile on his face.

"Ah... Hal, it's terrible... because we were alone..."

"As, well, well... you know, again, dinner together..."

"... I'll be waiting for you..."

When Ellesia spills a little sad to see how it goes, Hal vows to whisper to fill it so it doesn't sound like a maple struggling badly to get something out of the bag.

Ellesia also smiled back to see if that had fixed her mood a bit.

"Brother Hal! This is the fruit jam that Etier gave me!

A small pot with jams to put in the tea was the one that Maple took out and showed Hull while he said so in the room for the two of them.

Etier was Hellionel's wife, who was weighty when she arrived at Cilentium, but now she has a safe child, and now she helps Hellionel cheerfully to bind the neighborhood while raising her child.

For this reason this child was the first born in Cilentium and was sent a birthpoem of El Laicia in the Temple of the Sun, named Celia.

"Mr. Etier, can we move now?

"Yeah, I've got a baby to show you. She was so cute. Oh, she was a girl!

"Right, baby. Ah.

The heat cages in Ellesia's gaze as she closes her eyes and sees a lukewarm maple hugging a jar of jam in her chest and crushing Hull emotionally against it.

And as soon as Hal saw Erlacia, who felt something, Hal got tangled up in that gaze.

When the maple opens its eyes in surprise after a while I notice its silence, there are two people staring at each other in front of me.

"So, dammit!?

Sort of maple kept a jar of jam and rushed in between them.