In a World Filled with Deserts, an Old Man with Electronic Money

Lord Tallow, Major Thunder.

"Hehe, are you the 'Transformer' this time? Rumor has it that His Majesty is in a bad mood."

"I guess it's because he's such a mediocre uncle."

"There's no connection between appearance and talent... but the Emperor is in trouble because he can't see it on the surface."

Major Thunder, that statement is dangerous.

"Baron Stein would say a lot in the shadows. Can you talk about people?"

"Not as noble as the other big ones."

"I agree with your assessment, but they can't say much about people."

"It's hard not to say back. Well, I'm not a big deal."

Arriving at the barracks under Baron Stein's guidance, Major Thunder, who was listening to the conversation, came forward.

He was a brass body with a big cut on his left cheek and a warrior.

At the same age as Baron Stein, I don't think he's that different from me.

Now there are three Arafat.

At first glance, but as far as Baron Stein's conversation with him is concerned, he seems to be a gentle man.

"That's the last dude you had before you retired." Transformer "training is not something that can be done. I only come here once every 50 years."

"What, are you still retiring? It's as stupid as ever to have Major Thunder retired."

"Probably the limits of the Civilian Marshal. We need to connect that big aristocrat son of a bitch into the army and make him a major all of a sudden. That's why I was shot by a civilian. Nothing. Burt's kingdom isn't in tension with any country right now. I guess it doesn't matter if it's a scallop."

"You don't have enough water? I heard the ocean is narrow, but there's still less fighting?

"Oh, is there anything Baron Stein can take care of? That's a hundred times the wisdom of an idiot's bonbonbonbon."

Major Thunder has praised me, but in my case, I'm just an uncle for nothing.

I just thought that the difference in the world had nothing to do with the fact that there was no war and there was no sense of crisis, so the big organizations would do that.

I just thought it was the same as talking about a company where an idiot came in with a connection from a management team or a large business partner and the surroundings were annoying.

"The world's oceans are oligopolistic in four countries, including the Kingdom of Bart. Due to their position, other countries can't help it, the world is full of deserts, and there are many sandbeards in the desert. It's not a war."

"If you can afford that, can you hunt sandbags?

That's what I'm talking about.

Great Desserts are home to many countries, but only four, including the Kingdom of Bart, are bordered by the sea.

Should other countries be seen as living on rivers, oasis, groundwater, etc.

War between nations may be difficult now.

Sometimes it's impossible to attack enemy territory due to lack of water.

"The Beast will soon enter human space. Much of the military's work is with sandbags like that."

"And you will retire Major Thunder?

"Hey, don't put 'Mistress' on me. I'm not an aristocratic idiot. I don't think you know because you're a 'transformer', but in the army, noble people are given a 'hall' after rank. It's up to the civilians not to wear the 'hall'."

"Is there such a decision?

"and many others."

"Civilian Marshal. I mean, can't a civilian be more than a major?

"You. You know exactly what I mean. I'm still out of the academy. Still, I'm better off."

Most civilian cadet graduates end up in active duty as captains.

According to Baron Stein, Major Thunder, who was promoted to Major during his tenure, was admired for outstanding work.

"Normally, you'll end up being a Major with mercy. In other words, Major Thunder, who is now in active service, is very good. Soldiers called themselves' civilian marshals' to pay homage to soldiers who became civilian Majors."

Just as noble soldiers become marshals, it is difficult to be a major from a civilian background.

Well, we don't often run short of officers in a system like this.

"A nobleman can be a colonel no matter how incompetent he is."

Since we have adopted such a noble-first promotion system, is there no shortage of officers themselves?

An incompetent noble child pushes into the army and foils it.

And because of that, Major Thunder, a civilian, will retire from the army there forty times.

"No, I'm fine. You can be a hunter."

"Are you a hunter?

"Hunters are people who hunt and live sandbags."

Baron Stein taught me.

The most prosperous species in the world, or creatures, were undoubtedly sandbeards that could live in the desert.

Moreover, they constantly try to invade human territory and desert lands other than the desert.

If the human realm was narrowed any further, humans would decline, so the armies of each country had sandbag hunting as their main task rather than war.

However, I don't know any other countries, but the Kingdom of Bart is dominated by nobles.

"The military alone can't handle sandbags, so civilian hunters are hunting sandbags. When it comes to income, hunters make more money."

Major Thunder doesn't seem to have much practice in the army.

Can someone as good as him earn more by becoming a hunter than by forcing him to stay in the army?

He is also a good soldier, so it would be more lucrative to lead the hunters and hunt sandbags efficiently.

"This makes the army weaker again. I have a headache as a nobleman."

Nevertheless, speaking of incompetent military aristocrats, there will be a huge clash.

Baron Stein will only be able to mourn.

"Ah, but... Aren't you going to step forward and fight the Sandbeast because your noble son seems to have a high level?

"Is that so? There are more of them just warming up their seats. I told the soldiers," Assault! It's just a job I'm looking behind. "There must be so many good commanders involved in daily life and safety."

Do all good and strong civilians become hunters?

That's why I wonder if the Kingdom of Bart is strong.

Is it okay because there are no wars with other countries?

You didn't ask for a name.

I'm Taro Kato.

Are you a nobleman?

"Nevertheless, there is no greater difference between civilians and nobles than in this country. And don't worry, it's a nobleman from another world."

"You're a strange nobleman."

I'm not really a nobleman...

Apparently Major Thunder doesn't seem to like aristocrats, so he decided it would be better not to push for being too aristocratic.

It's an uncle's unique dirty judgment.

"I'll start training tomorrow, but I'll give you clothes before that."

"This dress isn't good, is it?

"Purple clothes cannot be worn without Your Majesty's permission."

I was wearing it because I couldn't control it, so it's only natural that the king should be smart.

I decided to get dressed quickly... and a young officer appeared there.

And as soon as he saw my clothes, he yelled violently at me.

"Whether you're a 'transformer' or a nobleman in another world, your clothes are unacceptable! Purple clothes can only be worn by those whom His Majesty has admitted!

"Lieutenant Dornt, I'm going to get you dressed now."

Major Thunder is slow to respond.

Even though Major Thunder is a superior officer, is he a "sir" to an officer who thinks he is from a noble subordinate?

On the other hand, the noble Lieutenant Dornt has a lot to say to his superior, Major Thunder.

Moreover, because it cannot be blamed, we must pay sufficient attention to the identity differences in this world.

"(Many people wear purple clothes indoors. However, the purple clothes themselves are difficult to obtain)."

Slowly, Baron Stein told me the circumstances behind it.

I need the king's permission to wear purple clothes outside, but it seems to be fine for me to wear indoors.

However, there are significant restrictions on the sale of purple clothing, so they can't be bought so easily.

Stores selling clothes and clothes are also punished for selling purple clothes to people who do not have the King's permission, and they don't keep stock because they don't have that many.

If there is such a situation and you want to sneak in purple clothes inside the house, you have to get second-hand goods from a person who has permission, but naturally, if you lay around and find out, the king will punish you, and he will only sell them to a truly trusted aristocrat.

Looking at it from the side, it's a very silly story, but there are circumstances in the world that make it that way.

I think it would be nice to publicly criticize or make a fool of myself.

Let's keep it quiet.