Price of Management

Chapter 2. Squad Leader 3

“I have a problem. ”

Huh? I didn't say that.

Louie raises the issue.

“Given Earl Kunt's skill and reputation, the position of commander of only one platoon is absurd. The other day, the king offered you the position of commander of the Royal Army, but you should also think about refusing. ”

No, Louie. You know, it makes sense, but the important thing is that he's a newlywed, not a title.

Jeron said.

“What if I gave you the title of Deputy Commander of the 3rd Regiment and Royal Army, Lord Kunt? Earl Kunt seems to have a more favorable attitude towards you than the Royal Army Commander-in-Chief. ”

I know you're right, but you're a newlywed now!

King Erik said.

“Then, what if we gave them the right to lead three legions separately as royal Special Forces and under the command of the royal army? Earl Kunt's leadership was confirmed earlier in the civil war, so I think he can handle it. ”

When all are experiencing such vain expectations, the late Duron opens his mouth.

“Your Majesty, Earl Kunt has just been married. I don't think you'll like it. ”

Now I have the right opinion. I also agreed.

“Yes, I don't think that's what a sweet newlyweds father would do. ”

What do you want from a father who's been sober for over a decade now?

Everyone became mute after eating honey.

A long time later, King Erik sighs and concludes.

“I'd like to make you an offer. ”

That afternoon, King Erik sent his letter to Kunt territory.

* * *

Basque, who had received his letter, almost tore it apart at the moment. I could hardly endure it because of the King's friendship. If he were not a loyal royal, he would have cursed.

“I'm the commander, I'm the commander, and I never do. Caroc, who wants to ruin their wedding? ”

Of course, there were many special privileges for King Erik, commander of the Royal Special Forces, commander of the Free Command, and basque.

But I'm in a position. I thought you said you wanted me to lead the Third. Then you should stay in the garrison of the 3rd Legion while you take that position.

Now you tell a newly married man to leave his new bride at home and go to the army. Besides, is the new bride any prettier? Nowadays, it was a basque that lived well with his young wife Miranda.

“Honey... do you have to leave? ”

Miranda carefully asks. The moist eyes are filled with anxiety. Basque's heart grew hot with how lovely that pathetic look was.

“Is that possible? I'm not leaving you behind. ”

"I have enough sons, and I've decided to have three daughters. ’

Basque thought that if he met Carroc, he would teach him a lesson. It was all Caroc's fault, the royal business. I can't believe you let this friendship fly by knowing this father would hate it.

...... Of course, it was impossible to beat him up because his youngest son is now so strong. I was just going to nag him.

And then Miranda said,

“If you have to go, I'll go with you. I've heard that Royal Army captains often spend time with their families at the commander's palace. I don't want to be apart from you. ”

Basque was impressed. What a lovely wife.

Royal military captains were mostly separated from their families, with a few exceptions. If it were the commander's palace, life would be fine, but apparently it would be uncomfortable for the noble family.

That's why she looked even prettier.

“What do you mean? A hell of a land full of soldiers. There's no way I'm taking you to. Don't worry, I won't accept this offer. ”

“Is it okay to refuse your request? ”

“Knng, I'm sorry to hear that, but I can't help it. Your Majesty will understand. ”

He was a rather loyal nobleman, Basque, so I had no choice but to stab him in the heart.

Basque also knew that there was no one strong enough to resist the onslaught.

If there is only one weakness for the rich and powerful, it is that there is no strength. I could raise an army and hire mercenaries with money, but the real ones couldn't live with themselves. Moreover, the Baden River Basin, which they ruled, was a peaceful and prosperous land. Their armies were only high in salary, but they were mentally ill and were considered to be a common denominator of misfortune.

The master of error is a great compression card because he is an absolute man who does not exist after embalming. Duke Meutt struggled with Earl Halstein in negotiations with the Baden River toll a few years ago, and protests against the landfall were strong.

‘Hnng. I wish I only had one more master to come...' ’

Basque, who was so relieved, suddenly opened his eyes.

There was a replacement for him.

A self-proclaimed swordsmanship genius is stuck in his personal training ground!

‘If he becomes a master to come...! ’

Then you don't need to worry about it.

Unlike himself, Rick, who lacks experience in war, would definitely consider the position of commander of the Third Army a good opportunity.

Of course, I thought, ’I was a genius,’ but I was also happy when my son succeeded.

Basque made a lot of decisions.

“Maybe I should help Rick with his training. ”

And from that day on, Basque began to assist Rick in his training.

* * *

Rick's nervous.

The strange feeling I got when I saw the Marquis of Great Gentiles fighting Caroc! For some reason, he was afraid that the empathy he showed would disappear.

Rick lives every day holding on to his memories so that he doesn't forget the feeling he had at the time.

I was afraid of being interrupted, so I didn't let anyone into the training ground.

I couldn't sleep. I thought I might forget when I woke up.

Rick spends a few days obsessed with meditation.

I was hungry because no one would bring me food because I was forbidden to go in. I couldn't sleep, so I lost my mind every day. However, Rick's eyes still shine sharply, unbroken.

No, the more intense the nerve with thirst and hunger, the more it became like the eyes of a beast.

But it was then.

“Tsk, tsk, tsk, not my son. Was that what you were doing? ”

At that moment, Rick pours out his life on those who disturb his meditation. However, the disturber does not even flinch.

Then Rick recognizes his father.

“What is it?”

Rick speaks bluntly.

“Eat up. ”

Basque put down the bread and milk from the plate.

“I don't want to eat it. Please leave now.”

“Why? Are you afraid you'll lose your leash? ”

Rick opens his eyes at his father's stabbing words.

“If you know that, take it and go! ”

Rick is extremely sharpened. He has no time to be polite to his father.

Basque knew that feeling well.

So I grabbed one.

Puck!

“Aah!”

“I sat down to play. You want me to eat?”

“Oh, come on! ”

Rick grunts, and Basque kicks his tongue.

“Nothing comes out of torturing yourself like that. You have to be obsessed with not letting go of the little rope, and eventually you become obsessed with it. Believe me when I tell you that I experienced it a while ago. ”

Then Rick stops meditating indefinitely. Then I took a quick sip of milk. My thirst, as if my throat were burning, vanished. I swallowed the bread and the hunger disappeared.

After a clean meal, Rick stares at Basque and asks.

“Is it just bread and milk? If I'm going to bring it, I'll bring a proper meal.... ”

Puck!

Basque was squeezed again.

“Son of a bitch! Abby had an epiphany, too. What do you say?! It means something! ”

“What is it? Tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk. ”

Basque trembles with a trembling fist at the attitude of his loathsome son. I exercised superhuman patience because I thought I would finish my training and fight like I always do.