From the second day of my enlistment, I was supposed to see training as a trainer.
I was hoping because it wasn't much of an opportunity, but it was a shame that the treatment of recruits ended in a day.
Coming to the same plain as yesterday, they already had the majority of the lead soldiers (they say) in this town. The only thing missing is a soldier on the lookout.
About 200 in total. The rest of the lead soldiers are dispersed in other towns.
The number of this soldier is a little high in a normal town that is not a city either.
When you saw me, the soldiers bothered.
"Did he take Daz?
"I can't see you moving or attacking."
"Are you serious..."
"Is that it? You just enlisted with us yesterday, he..."
"What? Yesterday? Did you just come in?
"What the... bullshit..."
The head of training raised his voice to the soldiers who would not stop whispering.
"Be quiet! I will be responsible for your training today, Henri Everton Special Platoon Leader!
When was the title......
"Platoon leader......!?
"On the second day"
"You're lying..."
"The speed of birth is ghost..."
I feel the same way as everyone else. I would have liked to feel a little more like a recruit.
The man in charge says he's going to be squadron leader in his position.
"Doctor, please..."
The squadron leader gave me a bow of grace and soot.
"Doctor?" "Doctor...?" "What, a teacher," the soldiers said unnecessarily.
"It's Henri Everton. The training days ahead will be the worst experience of your lives. I want you to stay with me. If you want to abandon the hold that is a man, you should leave immediately. Whoever comes here about my training promises to be strong as a soldier, as a man, as a creature!
It wasn't a pattern, but I raised my voice in a way that was close to the speech.
I tried to imitate Elvi, who was good at inspiration, doing well.
It is assumed that the place is shining. The atmosphere changed at some point.
Zazaza, and the soldiers align their heels together and turn their backs.
I thought I'd have more of a dead fish eye, but my eyes were hectic.
One speech seems to have raised morale considerably.
After all, I thought it was a bunch of people gathered just to get paid, but they weren't.
Think of it, that interview would have dropped the kind of guy who only wanted money.
I think the training was pretty tight for them.
Running through the mountains with no way, I went on for a week. Because I decided I wasn't in the stage of training with a weapon.
I thought some would say they would quit, but no one did.
Lady combo from the brave party...... Almeria and Elvi had a weak voice on their first day.
When I got used to it, I planted martial arts.
The willingness and upliftment for training were as if they were different from the adventurers dealing with in the Alliance.
I participated in the training under the same conditions as the soldiers and repeatedly exhorted them.
Is it because of...
"Doctor! Can you look at the setup!
"Doctor! I'm afraid, if you'll excuse me -"
"Doctor! I'd like to confess to that girl I like..."
... somehow I became admired.
I started teaching for a month.
Other than training and security work went in.
"Carriage of supplies and escort work."
In a conference room in a barracks outside of town (where most soldiers live, including me, here), the squadron leader said. Besides the squadron captain, there were me and three other platoon captains.
"Supplies are mainly food. receive it and carry it to a designated location"
It was a type of supply escort job that even the Adventurer Guild often mediates.
"Food? Are you short?
When I asked, the squadron leader shook his head.
"No, I'm not lacking. Perhaps, in case of famine, that means. Because it's all sun-dried meat, dried potatoes, etc."
Shut up and listen, this seems to be a regular job that can be transported into that staging area.
In general, the transport of supplies often carries them to their destination.
I rarely get it on the way.
If I go there regularly, maybe that's the kind of contract.
"The location is a warehouse by the barracks. If you have time, check back later."
The other platoon captains would be in charge of its receipt and carriage, and the short meeting was concluded.
I decided to sweeten the Squadron Commander's words and have him show me inside that warehouse.
I'll be living here for a while, but I never looked inside. Apparently, food is stockpiled.
Say hello to the soldiers on the watch at the warehouse and have them inside.
A number of large boxes had been piled up and a significant number had been stored in the warehouse.
The box says where it was transported from. Half the town was famous for its abundance of food, but many were not.
"If it's an arsenal, it's an arsenal, if you say so."
Gently open the box with the lid on it.
"Again."
There, the sword is slipped. A different box is a spear. Another box contained a bow and its strings.
There are too many weapons against the number of soldiers.
I carry it in regularly, you said.
I guess I'm letting weapons get into the food.
Probably still going to increase it.
"That's cro. You mean you're secretly getting ready."
……
I glance at the shadow of the corner.
"Hey."
Did you think I wouldn't find out?
I guess my coming to this warehouse now was unexpected because it's a totally irregular situation.
"Come out. They're gonna find out."
Shh, and one man appeared out of the shadow of a stacked box.
"That's right, Doctor..."
"You're the same man on my enlistment day. What were you doing here?"
When he realized he was no match for me, he began to talk reluctantly.
"Do a little research."
"... whose instructions?"
"I want to ask you a question first. Doctor, why are you in this town?
"I have no obligation to answer"
No way...... besides me, is there anyone else who was moving to make me do an investigation?
"Something disturbing may happen to this country - there are those who are so worried… it is their instructions"
"... King Randolph"
……
Hit it.
That king is a man of vision.
"Then the story is quick. Just tell him not to move badly."
"... what the hell...?
"Speaking of 'those who want normal', that man would notice"
No more men asked.
Well trained as a spy. It's important not to have extra information.
If the enemy catches you, you might talk.
The nodded man activated some skill and disappeared across the wall.
"Did King Randolph also pay attention to the movement of unnatural supplies?"
I look up at a box full of food and weapons loaded like a mountain.
First, let's erase the contents of this warehouse.