I Become a Staff Officer in the Demon Army, but I Can Only Do Office Work!

The most prosperous species on this planet. That's the human.

But man is not united under one nation like the devil or the subhuman.

It is divided into more than 40 states for a variety of reasons, including ethnic race, history, ideology, religion, politics, economy and resources.

Among them are the Rhine City Alliance, to which Lutz belongs, and the Eastern Continental Empire, adjacent to the border to the east.

The Rhine City Alliance is a nation where many aristocratic territories and free commercial cities have come together. A state of artisanal temperament with a loose sense of unity as a nation, although it holds an emperor as a monarch of unity.

The Eastern Continental Empire, on the other hand, is an outdated nation in which emperors conduct politics as absolute monarchs and sometimes behave in good governance and sometimes tyranny.

In the long history of mankind, these two countries have just said roughly exemplary mankind: sometimes hand in hand, sometimes starting to beat each other up with the same hand, and also splitting the country between them with a unanimous interest, and kicking each other at the feet beside attacking the Demon King's army side by side with shoulders.

"- Why is the captain going to fight and sell to that empire? Or are you gonna smile and go negotiate?

"You don't have the authority to start a war on me, so I have no choice, so I'm going to negotiate."

Lutz, a soldier station officer, and his subordinate Stefan, commonly known as "SF," board a military liaison aircraft to the adjacent precinct.

This area, formerly ruled by the Demon King, has no luxurious public infrastructure, such as railroads or paved roads. Although it is made of rapid construction, it is still underdeveloped.

Therefore, it is still cheaper to make runways and control towers and bring small planes and airships to and from each other by turning the pressure on them appropriately.

"Did you say you were going to negotiate, Ate? You know how bad the city alliance and empire are, captain, right?

"I know. but don't worry. I have athe."

"... may I ask for your information?

"You know what's going on with the Empire right now?

SF where questions are returned with questions and confused by questions that don't seem very relevant. But I desperately remembered thinking it actually had something to do with it.

"Erm... sure, there was a failure to reform... or something, right?

"Right. Specifically, it seems that food production has also decreased because we have just increased the number of poor people because we failed to liberate the serfs. I'm not caught in a war, but I'm starving to death."

That the Empire was being miserable had become global news. In a way, the situation in the Empire is so tragic that it might have been better to be ravaged by the Demon King.

So much so that it is said that if winter continues to come, the hungry and frozen will fill the streets of the Empire City.

"Under those circumstances, there are those who are building up their forces inside the Empire. They're from Aka."

"Aka? Aka, is it red?

"That's red. Communism is good, right?

"What, that?

"... it's a long story, but in a nutshell, we're all equal."

"Huh."

Yikes, SF that doesn't come with a pin. It is an unknown political and economic ideology of communism, so there are aspects that cannot be accomplished. Even Lutz talking about this thinks only to the extent that "you have an unusual idea in the world".

It would be a little further for them to realize that "aka" threat, or attraction.

"Their claim to doctrine is neglected in their own country... or suppressed. Well, it's obvious because we're putting up a revolution."

"... Um, I can't see the story at all"

"What? Don't you understand if we talk this far?

"It seems completely irrelevant..."

Even if I twisted my neck and desperately thought about it, I couldn't figure out how that would lead to the Imperial 45mm Vs. Demon Cannon.

But Rutz says it's a very simple story.

"Look, SF. This is the Northern Continent of Humanity, far from home. Physical distance also means departing from the authority and authority of the fucking Emperor. On the other hand, the 'Aka' bastards who are oppressed in their own country want to spread their doctrinal claims at all costs."

"... ah"

"Did you notice that?

"Notice or nothing... I mean, what the captain's trying to do is join those 'aka' guys, right?

"It's not" joining. "There's a match of interest. They need money for their activities. This one needs a anti-demon cannon. Simple story."

Not at all, human society is full of evil. There was an SF-loving soldier there, pervasive in such a common theme of SF.

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Waiting for them at the Bailiwick Command was an Imperial Army officer who, as Lutz put it, or prophesied it, had a very different atmosphere.

"Welcome, comrades from the Rhine City Alliance. Please take a seat. The drink is...... can I have tea because the beans are out?

"Oh, I don't mind. I'm sorry I bothered."

Normally, it is not the first time that an Urban Alliance officer meets an Imperial Army officer so far down the hip.

That, as SF said, is due to the poor friendship in the country. Because we do not think much of each other. That's why the man in front of us for SF is a strange reflection of an Imperial Army officer who keeps smiling and making tea for us.

"What could I do for you today? Surely, was it about linking the armies of mankind to each other's barracks?

"I want a 45mm vs. a demon cannon"

"Gohoo."

It was SF that swallowed it. No way, I can't believe it's such a d direct ball battle......, that was the feeling.

The Imperial Army officer in front of me remains the same, turning his back on this one and enjoying the scent while preparing the tea leaves.

"Captain? What are you doing?

"What a voice. Negotiations."

"It's not a negotiation I know of..."

To the words of SF, Imperial Army officers also laugh and answer with their backs turned here.

"Ha-ha-ha. I feel the same way about him. … Comrade. Unfortunately, we were forbidden to supply weapons to other countries. Especially you city allies."

"I guess. That's why I'm here to ask you a favor.... Well, there are more Imperial 45mm cannons than our army's 50mm cannons... Exchange rates between our country and yours, what happened now?

…………

The silence was not for a few seconds. But obviously the SF realizes that the response of the Imperial Army officers has changed.

"You've changed your mind. Looks like you need a stronger drink than tea."

When Imperial Army officers say so, they remove three distilled liquors and a glass from the shelf.

"That's good. But if you drink something like that when you negotiate, you're going to accidentally decide something weird."

"Yep. Absolutely."

I wonder if I need such a farce, it was SF.