Continental Hero Senki

10 November.

Such a short vacation as a long one ended with a faint headache caused by a hangover.

Weird. I haven't had that much to drink. Well, okay. It should be better than those three that sank completely.

The rally time for the former 33rd Infantry Platoon is 10 a.m. The HR Director, or Deputy Director, announces HR directly and then also receives a diploma. Even now I feel it.

9: 55. When we arrived in front of the military ministry building, a crowd was already in place. That's great, guys. 5 minutes ago Instead of acting. Maybe 15 minutes.

When I kicked around wondering if anyone knew him for now, I immediately found him. How dare you sit in a gym in front of the government building? You'll see.

"I can mostly imagine, but I'll ask. What are you doing?

"Headache......"

"Same on the right..."

My friends, Sarah and Radek were sitting in such a pitiful way that they really wanted to say whether they were willing to be military personnel from today on. I guess this is a pretty tight hangover.

"Mr. Sarah? Do you remember what happened yesterday?

"... I remember it all the way. And it's forbidden to whisper and speak out loud..."

On the way, maybe until I cried. Damn it. If there was a video camera in this world, I would have let it play here.

"What about Radek?

"I remember until I opened the lid of distilled liquor..."

Oh, Maya's distillery (brandy). I thought Radek was strong enough to empty one array overnight, but he wasn't. Maya was just amazing.

And rumor has it, the shadow, the booze resistant Maya and the very bad Emilia. I wonder if we should both treat her today as a regular military uniform, Her Royal Highness, not a duke's warrant.

"Good morning, Emilia, Maya."

"Good morning, Mr. Yuzef.... apparently you two are completely out of soul"

"Yep. These are poor people swallowed by alcohol. By the way, is Mr. Maya okay?

"Hmm? Oh, I'm fine. I'm not going in there after drinking it."

Maya is more of a python than a strong alcoholic. What kind of liver do you have with so much alcohol and no hangover?

"Look, why don't you just go to HR and not slap me for nothing. The gates are open."

"Oh, it's true.... So from Maya's mouth, have you two already been told?

"Yep. We were told to come 30 minutes early."

Does that mean consideration for identity at last?

"By the way, can I ask you where you've been assigned?

"I don't mind. I'll let you know when you get the decree."

Eight cadets, including myself, formerly a member of the 33rd Infantry Platoon, were gathered in front of the Office of the Chief of Human Resources of the Ministry of Military Affairs. They were all nervous faces and some leaked anxiety in their mouths about where they would be assigned again. As far as Sarah is concerned, he prays desperately to God with his hands together in front of his face. Are you so anxious? I'm not nervous about that. The day before yesterday, His Highness Emilia told me that he was going to be a stationed martial officer. I have anxiety, though.

"We will now make a HR announcement for the 123rd Graduate of the Royal Cadet School. So that the callers may come to the office, or to the reception room, in turn. Consequently, a decree is issued orally and in writing by the Director or Deputy Director. At that time, I will also give you the certificate of completion of the cadet school. That's it. First..."

The first person we were called in the threesome was Radek. When he was put through to the reception room, he came back in about five minutes. Exiting with an indescribably subtle look, he just waved gently at us and left the military ministry building. I'm curious where you're assigned, but if you make a scene here, I'll put up with it now because it's a slight problem.

Another five minutes later, me and Sarah were called at about the same time. I'm in the chief's office, Sarah's in the reception room.

I knock on the door and then I go in and out. Uh, reminds me of the interview when I took the exam...

Salute is etiquette for now.

"I'm Yuzef Waresa, 123rd term graduate."

"Mm-hmm. Take it easy."

The Director of Human Resources just seems troublesome doing his job without saying anything in particular. It's a hassle to hand over the resignation to each and every one of you, you know how it feels.

"Uh, Yuzef Waresa. I certify that I completed the Tactical Graduate Program of the Cadet School and graduated from this school, awarding the rank of Captain (...) to your officers. Continental Calendar November 10, 636. Congratulations."

"... Oh, thank you"

Hey, what did I just say about this guy? You're not wrong about me, are you?

"Director of Human Resources, may I ask you a question?"

"... I know what you're trying to say. Why do you mean 'Captain in Chief'?

"Exactly."

After graduation from cadet school, the Associate Officer is ordinarily appointed, and the top performers are appointed Ensign. My grades were a little below normal. That's why I thought you were the Warrant Officer, but what do you mean, Captain? I've never heard of a third-class special.

"Let's explain it in turn. First, Captain Waresa. You did serve in the Silesia-Karlsbert war, didn't you?

"Yes."

"The cadets gathered at that time decided that if they survived, if they didn't score a red dot, no matter how bad they did, they would become second lieutenants."

What? I didn't hear that.

Well, do you also say, "A good soldier is a man with a gift for survival"? Let's just say that.

"But still..."

"Right. I'm still a second lieutenant. But do you remember Captain Waresa, the commander of the battle?

"Naturally. Mr. Tarnovsky, I was a lieutenant at the time."

"Ah. Now he's a lieutenant colonel, but here's what that Tarnovsky report says." Cadet Yuzef Waresa, Medal First. "

What's scary about it? When I say what I did then, it's like arson...

No, the Tarnovsky platoon leader said it when the truce was decided. "There will come a time when this medal will be appreciated, too," he said. Could that have been about me?

"Well, now you're a lieutenant. After that, I don't think you'll have to explain it to me, but do you want me to tell you something?

"I know more or less, but I'm really worried about it, so please, Professor."

"Great. Then I'll tell you. At the time of the Raskino War of Independence, you planned Raskino's defensive operation and stood on the front line to support the front line. And with just one regiment, I tried to defend Ruskin and cut him off. Don't you think this deserves credit?

"Aren't you exaggerating too much..."

Everyone helped me then. Without Sarah, Her Royal Highness Emilia, Mr. Maya, and Radek, that operation would be just an airborne theory on the desk.

"It's nice to be modest, but I think you can be proud. That's why you are regarded as the number one Medal of Merit in the Battle of Ruskin. Now I'm captain."

"I see...... thank you"

I'm not convinced, but let's be happy for now, even though I think a 15-year-old farmer is at the end of his life as a captain.

"Let's get back to business. I give you the decree. Like I often hear."

"Ha."

"Yuzef Waresa, assign your honor as Deputy Assistant Attaché to the Attaché of the Embassy of the Kingdom of Silesia in the service of the Ostmarc Empire"

I know. I heard it yesterday.

"… Sincerely, Deadly Fate"

"Hmm. Did you still know that?"

"Yes."

I'm the Director of Human Resources, so I wonder if you know what's going on around there. He said there was pressure from someone who had no idea who he was.

Ha, that sounds like some amazing resentment. He's 15, he's a captain to you from the peasants. Plus, he's got royalty and duke connections. Yeah, I think I'll build my spine.

"Okay, Yuzef. I have one last thing to give you."

"Do you still have it?

"Oh, two."

That said, the director removed two small boxes from the desk drawer.

"Er. Yuzef Waresa. I hereby award the 8th Grade White Eagle Medal for completing the Princess Emilia Escort Mission in the Silesia-Karlsbert War. Also awarding the 7th Grade White Eagle Medal to the Raskino War of Independence for planning and executing defensive operations on its own, minimizing the sacrifice of the general public and protecting the city"

What do you mean by two medals at once...

"Thank you......"

I don't know, I honestly can't be happy with anything. Rather scary. Is this also a gift from Her Royal Highness the Princess, or a grand death flag?

By the way, medals have the effect of increasing pensions after discharge. It would be nice if you could.