Price of Management

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Baron Charles Bautel has been serving as an officer of the Royal Army for over 40 years. He served as a minor officer in his late teens, and has served as commander of the Third Army for only 10 years.

By the time he was over the age of 60, Baron Bautel had decided to retire and submitted his application to the royal court.

However, King Leaden suffered from a chronic talent tribe, and no one could replace him after 10 years of stable command of the 3rd Legion. So far, he has been postponed all the way across the country.

For two years after applying, he was looking forward to taking off his uniform.

That's why I was happy to run as soon as I heard the story of the reorganization of the 3rd Legion from Royal Army Command. It's because I thought I'd finally found someone to replace me.

But why?

Deputy commander of Royal Special Forces.

Retired to a new position, rather than a new one. And I didn't know why the 3rd Legion became a Royal Legion, not of the Royal Army.

It wasn't until I read the letter from the late Duke Duron that I learned of his predicament.

Earl Fernando, the second son of Earl Kunt, and Duke Meutt's disciple, Rick Kunt, have come to claim the title of Master. Earl Fernando will be commander of the Royal Special Forces and will continue to defend the Northern Guard against all odds.

However, I have appointed you to the Deputy Commander because I believe that being a commander can be a burden to Earl Fernando, who has no experience and is so liberal in character. Please help Earl Fernando carry out his duties.

P.S. I don't know about you wanting to retire, but we're not there yet. Think about that when you're my age.

‘I was afraid to retire for a while. ’

Baron Bautel sighs.

Though I became a master to become a military commander, I can't believe I'm supporting a new commander with a career in command…….

It meant that the clueless young commander had to learn the commander's command and teach and help until he was skilled. To get used to the command of the troops, you have to eat enough Yumbap for 5 years.

Moreover, it was the late Duron who sent the letter. He is being dragged into the royal family while enjoying a comfortable retirement life and has been reimagined for over seventy years. Now he was only 62 years old and couldn't make a sound.

“Phew, I hope the Commander isn't a pain in the ass. ”

I've only heard of Rick through the grapevine.

He is Duke Meutt's favorite pupil and is more talented at swordsmanship than anyone else, and has a cheerful and friendly personality. There was also a rumor called Father and An-Sook.

Anyway, let's find out what kind of man the Commander is.

Baron Bautel prepares his troops for the 3rd Royal Special Forces.

I had a lot to prepare because I had to relocate the garrison, not just the march.

However, it was not too much of a problem for Baron Bautel, who was in charge of the 3rd legion for the 10th year. His enormous military experience shined at this moment.

As the preparations for relocation begin to take place, the Commander finally appears.

Since he appeared on his horse on his own, Barkeep couldn't even meet up with him in advance. Only after scouts came running around the outpost and reported, did they urgently summon the commanders of a thousand or higher rank and rush out.

“Commander, it's good to see you! ”

As Baron Bautel salutes, Rick nods.

“Oh, yeah. Nice to meet you.”

With Rick's demeanor totally intact, Baruchi is already exhausted. Maybe he's a civilian after all.

“The Royal Special Forces are now ready to relocate and can march to their destination at any time. There are several monster colonies on the expected march route, and His Majesty has requested that we leave them to your voluntary judgment on whether to subdue them all. ”

“Let's beat the shit out of them. It shouldn't be difficult. ”

The Celestial Seals look pale.

Subjugating the tribe of monsters that live in groups has never been easy. With all the monsters in the march path wiped out, soldiers' fatigue and sacrifice were expected. The army is tough, but I can't believe I have to fight in the middle. It seems like it's before a heavily fortified garrison.

However, Barcelona nods cheerfully.

“I understand.”

He doesn't worry much because he's been alerted that Rick is the Master.

‘Ah... we're dead. ’

What am I supposed to tell the kids downstairs? ’

‘I'm sure you'll have a lot of complaints, but I'm going to have to sneak you a drink. ’

The ceiling seals became complicated.

“I'd better get going first thing in the morning, but are you okay? ”

“I'm fine.”

Rick nods. What do you have to know to make a decision? It was just best for the old man to do as he wished.

That's how Rick ended up spending his first day in the Third Legion garrison.

The next day, as planned, the 3rd Legion initiated a march. There were a lot of munitions to transport because they had to relocate the garrison. Moreover, there was also a burden in the middle of clearing the horde of monsters, so the Bautels marched slowly on purpose. Stamina management of soldiers was of paramount importance.

Three days march.

The Royal Special Forces have reached the habitat of a sizable Orc tribe.

As I foretold, I stopped marching to subdue the Orcs.

Baron Bautel unraveled his scouts to gain a thorough understanding of the nearby geography, while the march relaxes the weary soldiers.

Bautel explained at an operational meeting involving the commanders and commanders of the thousand craftsmen, Rick.

“This Orc tribe is known to have over 5,000 of them. So that's what we looked at last year, and I think now, a year later, there are about 1,000 more of them. ”

The words made the Celestial Seals look dark.

Currently, there are more than 5,000 troops, namely Royal Special Forces. With the exception of soldiers with positions such as self-help, supplies, and administration, the actual combat force was about 4,000.

Orcs were dangerous monsters who were less intelligent than Humans and more powerful in group warfare. The number is estimated to be 6,000, which is quite difficult to subdue.

“As a result of our consultation with the Chief of Staff in advance, we concluded that it is appropriate to block the road and take the time to narrow the perimeter. What do you think, Commander? ”

Rick thinks about the question for a moment.

He had no military experience, not that he had never been in combat. Duke Meutt also participated when he defeated monsters every year.

He recalls his experience and says,

“I will adopt that strategy and add just one more. ”

“What do you mean? ”

“I'll dive first into solo penetration. Deputy Commander, lead the troops and narrow the perimeter to strategy. ”

“Yes?”

“Commander, are you alone? ”

“It's too dangerous! ”

The Celestial Seals expressed their concerns one by one.

But the Watcher calmly asks Rick if he has any guesses.

“It's Duke Meutt's way. ”

“That's what the teacher always did. What can't I be? ”

“I understand.”

Baron Bautel and Rick end the mission meeting, ignoring the frightening Celestial Seals.

Depending on the strategy, Rick also decided to make a move while detailing the retreat of the Orcs from each road.

“Now it's my debut! ”

There was a chance to reveal the skill of the master under all circumstances.

Rick is excited and starts running toward the Orcs.

The 3rd Troop soldiers had to look at him with a frown. Their faces are filled with the slightest glimpse of encountering the Mad Commander.

An hour later, the soldiers also began to narrow the perimeter.

However, the closer I got to the Orcs, the more stunning landscape welcomed them.

“Hey, what's that? ”

The corpses of the Orcs are forming mountains. Dirty green blood flows like a river. The living Orcs panicked and ran around in terror. But the Orcs came at the soldiers as if they were desperate, but without a unique organizational history, they were not the opponents of the 3rd Legion.

“Were the Orcs this weak? ”

“Punishing Orcs isn't always this easy.... ”

“Did an ogre just appear out of nowhere? ”

The soldiers simply killed the confused Orcs as if they were harvesting wheat.

The Orcs' greatest fear was group warfare. Orcs familiar with collective hunting were able to hunt Ogres, too. But now these Orcs are running wild without order. It was strange.

The siege is completely narrowed and shocking sights spread as the soldiers arrive at the Orc camp.

Kwajik! Kwajik! Puck!

“Take advantage!”

“Cough!”

Orcs ripped to shreds screaming. A new commander who slaughters Orcs with his expressionless face.

His long sword bears the blade of error.

Every time I swing it, the Orcs within the radius are sliced into three or four pieces. In addition, the shock wave caused the other Orcs around me to lose balance and collapse. It was a natural disaster by itself, like the stature of the error master.

“I am the master of error! ”

“Commander, the Master is here! ”

“Somehow! Why did I want to take on monsters so badly?" ”

“I don't think you got it from a chain of command. ”

His own commander is here for the Master! What could be more solid than this?

Soldiers' morale has increased greatly. I was excited by the majesty of the commander slaughtering a pile of scary Orcs.

“Charge!”

Baron Bautel gives the order just in time. The soldiers' morale was heightened, and now is the time to strike.

“Waaaah!”

The spearmen straighten their spears and run out. The cavalry also picked up Lance and infiltrated the Orc camp from the side. The Orc colony was destroyed in an instant, and it became more difficult to find any living Orcs.

At the end of the battle, Rick returns. He throws the head of an orc in one hand onto the ground.

“That's the head of an Orc chief.If you show it to the royal court, you'll get a prize. ”

Barkeep looks surprised for a moment, then nods.

“Yes. I receive a large reward for clearing out the Orc Tribe. ”

“Take care of it, then. If you win a prize, have a drink party. ”

“Very well. Well done, Commander. ”

“Here, take this. I was just playing. ”

Rick sits facedown on the ground, pulling out his handkerchief and scrubbing his sword.

The ceiling seals who saw the face of the strong became bored. It was because I witnessed the statue that made defeating the difficult Orc tribes simple.

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The Royal Special Forces, which wiped out the Orcs, continued their march to subdue the Cobalt Tribe and cleared out the Trolls' habitat. There were no fatalities, only occasionally injured.

Around that time, the enormous silence of Earl Rick Fernando was uncovered.

Word spread that another person's error master had appeared around the area where the monster was exterminated.

Moreover, a number of foreign spies who were paying attention to the Earl's position and Rick's position as commander reported this to their home country. It was only a matter of time before Rick's name became known across the entire continent.