Continental Hero Senki

Night of February 15.

Fighting is over on this day, and we are working on replenishing and replenishing various parts of the front, restructuring formations, and evacuating the wounded and prisoners, while alerting them to night raids and deploying outposts.

Due to the magnitude of the enemy allies' battle power, there is naturally a huge supply staff workload.

"Hey Yuzef, add and subtract some more and fight me. More jobs."

"But I say no"

"Can you use supplies efficiently?"

"Yes, yes, I'll do good."

It's not me that uses it, it's the soldiers on the front line, though.

Well, I know how spicy Radek's job is. What a pretty important and difficult backward assignment, but too backwards to get much attention. On the contrary, it can be subject to contempt.

But our Supply Staff still hasn't stopped, and we appreciate the smooth replenishment. I guess I'll call you Radek Da-Ming God. Let's say later to His Highness Emilia, "Please write Radek as Medallion First in Combat Details". Any good operation would be pointless without just enough force and a barracks to carry it out.

"... then at least let me just finish this fight"

"Talk to your enemies about that. It's hard to say that today's offense is a success."

"Really?

"Well. Scheduled, by now I was just moving into a chase and destroying my enemies...... I didn't expect the Republicans to cover the National Guardian."

If the Republicans had abandoned the national sect there, it would have been a complete victory by now. The battle has been surprisingly long, so I need to rethink it for a moment...

Meanwhile, the Supply Staff is busily judging the paperwork at hand while sighing heavily. I took a peek, but apparently I was having a headache over which unit to allocate the support supplies coming from Ostmarc. Oh, no. I remember the work of the embassy. If you look at any more letters, you're going to faint.

And here, all of a sudden, I turned this way as if Radek had noticed something.

"I remember in Ostmarc... what happened to Miss Linz?

Miss Linz?... Oh, you mean Mr. Feene.

She is not here. Instead, he is leaving command before this meeting begins.

"Mr. Feene has another job, and he's asked for another job around his head in February."

"Another job?

"Yeah, where they're moving to link this battlefield victory to a more strategic victory."

"Hmmm... does that mean there's no point in not winning here?

"That sort of thing"

"Well, let's just win."

"I won't struggle if I can do that"

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It is not within the Republic of Karlsbert that Fine von Linz is present. It is Esterburg, the imperial capital of the Ostmarc Empire, at the centre of which she is present in the government district. A new building was recently created in the government district. Fine is there now.

"Headquarters building of the Ministry of Information of the Ostmarc Empire"

That's the name of this building.

It was only recently that the establishment of the Ministry of Information was officially decided and its activities launched. However, since before the establishment of the Ministry of Information, Fine had decided to become a military officer assigned to the Ministry of Information.

The department where Fine works is "Ministry of Information Part I". It is the department responsible for the core of the Ministry of Information, which carries out external intelligence and operations under the direct command of the chief intelligence minister of this office building.

And she was meeting with her boss, the Minister of Information, in the office.

"It's been a while. My Lord Minister."

"Huh. You don't have to call me that hard when you're alone. I don't mind you calling me as usual."

"... Yes, Father"

Count Roman von Linz, Minister of Information.

He is the stepson of the Marquis Leopold Joachim von Coudenhoff, Minister for Foreign Affairs, and is the father of Fine von Linz, making him a senior official who has served as Secretary of State for Foreign Affairs, Director of Investigations at the Ministry of Foreign Affairs, and Chairman of the Commission of Inquiry into Fraud Cases at the Ministry of the Interior and the Ministry of Resources.

"So why are you here? Sure you should be in Carlsbert, though?

"I'm still supposed to be at the Imperial Consulate in Krakow, on paper. No problem."

"So is that."

Regardless, it is normally a problem that a person in the Ministry of Information who should be in Krakow interfered with Carlsbert's civil war and returned to the Imperial City without permission. But that was a minor problem for this parent and child.

"Father. Fold in. We need to talk to you."

"What is it?

Fine told his father, who would sit in front of him without divulging word for word, a request from an officer of the Kingdom of Silesia who was intervening fully in Carlsbert. And the father nodded again and again with a slight grin.

"Again, Captain Waresa...... no, what Major Waresa thinks is interesting. I want you to come to my ministry. Now I can offer you the status of a councillor."

The Earl of Linz said he was taken away, but that is an outrageous treatment.

The order of formation within the central ministry of the Ostmarc Empire begins with the politically culminating minister, with the Councillor, the Minister's Clerk, the Assistant Minister, the Secretary of the Minister, the Secretary of State's culminating secretary, and then the Councillor. In other words, the Earl of Linz told Yuzef that he would apply to the number two of the clerical formula. Regardless, it is an unlikely story that a Silesian of peasant origin, but also a 16-year-old person, will be in that position.

For that reason, Fine took it as a joke.

"I don't think you'll accept it where I provided it. Anyway, Major doesn't seem to be very good at clerical work."

"Hmm... that's a shame"

To my daughter's answer, Count Linz also seemed really sorry. I couldn't tell if that look was a joke or a serious one for Fine right now.

And Count Linz looked so palpable that he came up with a good thing. My daughter knew that the Count Linz, an expert in intelligence, would never express her emotions, so she naturally knew that this was an act. But I couldn't predict the words of my father depressing such a bad play.

"Oh, yeah. All you have to do is have Fine put on his aide. That way, he can be freed from the clerical work he doesn't like and Fine can do the clerical work he's good at. Plus, if we stay together longer, he'll be positive about the engagement story too..."

This father, it seems, was still doing the math to welcome Yuzef as his stepchild.

Feene saw such a father, and she was frightened before she could be ashamed. She felt that the difference between her father's public and private life and its confusion was not getting worse by the day.

"My lord, I'm out of line."

Fine made him stop thinking about his father in the right place.

"Right. Fine would want to win the things he wants on his own once in a while."

……

She didn't say anything. Because it was a star.

That's right, Fine got lost in judgment as to whether he should want to praise with an intelligence expert or denigrate with a damned father who puts an innocent cross spear in his maiden heart.

"More than that, my lord. Earlier, could you consider it?

Fine responded with all his might to avoid spreading the wound out of the conversation and slightly with other manners.

but that didn't make sense to my father.

"Right... if you admit to assuming you're engaged to Fine..."

"My lord!"

Feene urges her father to take it seriously, even as it turns bright red.

"It's a joke. I'll tell the Minister of Military Affairs, it's free."

"... thank you. Father, if you'll excuse me."

That said, she left the minister's office early.

And Count Linz groans as he looks at the slightly stronger, closed door.

"It's still the privilege of the father to have a daughter of his age and adore it."

Earl Linz could be quite a parent idiot.

It should be noted that besides Fine, he has two more daughters of his age.