Sweet Reincarnation

People gather in one of the rooms of the boarding officer school in Wangdu.

It is an area where only faculty, officials, and some staff in the teaching profession can enter. Modernly expressed, they would call it a conference room, but the main room is a large rectangular table and a chair placed at equal intervals on each side of the table. The conference room is the room used for the meeting, and a large number of people gathered for it today.

Most likely, if you're uncomfortable calling it a conference room, it's because the room's conditioning and decorations are too brilliant. ceiling chandeliers, wall paintings, wall decorative foil patterns and gold decorations, floor carpets. And of course, the chairs and tables are all luxury items without exception. It makes you think that gold is everywhere, a luxurious space.

A good cleaning in every corner of the room and a bunch of snacks placed on the table doesn't seem like a very well prepared room for a meeting. I feel better when people say it's for a party or something.

Today, however, this room is used for its original purpose. Modern values if you think you can have a meeting in such a dazzling room in Kinkira. In aristocratic values, this is the ordinary meeting room. Ancient values were here condensed that the chosen nobility should always be surrounded by the finest.

"My lords, thank you for your time."

The principal looks around. Every human being gathered here adores martial arts. There is a noisy atmosphere somewhere. Still, the principal was dignified.

The principal is at the top of the list at the moment because he is at the top of the list. The first greeting can also be described as an obligation.

At the end of the gaze I looked around, there were all the instructors at the boarding officer school. All but some of the exceptions to the pole, namely those who have the status of instructor but have reasons for not being able to attend meetings (such as those who lost their aristocracy after taking up teaching positions), are gathered. The number of people in a room that should be quite large enough to feel small. Maybe less than a hundred, but not even a number like ten or twenty.

"Now, this regular meeting has some new circulars. First of all, I'd like to introduce you to the new instructors. First Hondock Instructor"

Called, someone who was in the conference room stands up.

"I am from the Count Hondock family and I am very familiar with the situation in the west. Known by the kingdom of Voltuzara, he is also known as Jen, a bridge between our country and his country. Recently, I heard that the situation in the West has also calmed down, and I invited you to come to our school in order to take advantage of the insights gained through interaction with useful people from different territories and foreign countries."

The first topic of the meeting was the introduction of the new instructor. In cadet schools, where various political thoughts also fly, it is quite serious news that the facial rash of the instructor is replaced. He is clearly a foreign affairs figure as can be seen from the introduction, such as the first instructor introduced, and is close to the principal's body.

This fiscal year, the posts held by each of the major factions within the Divine Kingdom, namely the person sitting in the Principal's seat, have been replaced. It is also new to my memory that there have been various drawbacks from the principals under the influence of the internal affairs valves to the principals under the influence of the foreign affairs valves.

The principal, who is the head of the boarding cadet school, has some privileges, but the key ones are personnel rights in the school. And it's a decision that involves hiring.

There are more budgetary constraints than just being an organization when it comes to schools. In addition, in order to prevent unqualified persons from becoming instructors, the endorsement of a majority of senior instructors, including vice-principals, is also required with regard to the new recruitment of instructors. Therefore, on the shape, new hiring cannot be done at the discretion of the principal.

Regardless of recruitment, however, since it is possible to fire a principal in one presence, senior instructors will not defy the principal's intentions blatantly. If the principal recommended you as a "great person," put on the principal's face unless there's more to it.

A world without labour standards laws or trade union laws. If you want to do it, it is also possible for the Principal to fire a person who defies him from one end to another, and then to take only Jesus into a senior position, to recruit only his own Simpa, to make him his castle and reign. Most of all, in a narrow aristocratic society, we don't know where there is retaliation, so there are no outspoken people to do it. The weak aristocrats seek refuge in factions because these kind of fact personnel are rolling around there, and one of the techniques of defending themselves is the refuge of the powerful.

I can dye my own faction as soon as I want to. But you have to be prepared to retaliate from elsewhere then. A principal is a person in power only while in that seat. I am no match for the real powerful.

Principal position of limited time authority. Most people, slowly and slightly, try to change the colors of the instructors by increasing the number of people close to them and the number of people in their faction. The principal waits for a chance and the other instructors are alert not to show any gaps. Here again aristocratic society.

This means that the newly recruited faculty for the current fiscal year are the predecessors who received the principal's intention. If I dare say so, I will be an on-campus faction that should also be known as the principal faction.

The kind of people who emerged at the behest of a former principal tend to have a tough eye for this newly recruited instructor. If you do poorly, observe them with eyes that look at the enemy.

Stiffness, and gaze are directed at the new instructors. hostile gaze that it is at the behest of the principal and of a different colour from what we have been.

Three have been replaced this fiscal year, and one has a new recruit. There are no particular major problems with the replacement of the three. Of course, it is true that the principal's intentions are probably included, but there is not much change in the power relationship within the school, as the recommendation of the predecessor cannot also be ignored when replacing him.

The problem is, one of the new recruits. Since the number of posts for instructors is usually limited, it is unusual to hire new staff at all. There have been no pure new recruits since the increase in the number of frames for one more than a decade ago. This will be a long time ago.

Thus, the boy gets more attention than anyone else.

Last but not least, Instructor Mortairn.

"It's Pastry-Mil-Morthern. I will have five this fiscal year."

The principal nods satisfactorily to the peppery and thankful Pais.

From the principal's point of view, he's a teacher who's not his faction, but has a close view of his ideas. It is a very convenient person who needs to be said to be a self-faction.

I don't think it's okay if you stick it under me, or I'm soliciting it. However, Pace's reply is inconclusive.

"Many here will know about Lord Mortairn. You are still young, but as you know, you have already received many medals. In terms of strength, many others, including Count Kowenbar, gave assurances and received strong recommendations. Also, your father is his (or) hero, Baron Mortairn. It would also be fortunate for our school to have been greeted by young Joon-young"

A sparkling applause arises for the praise of letting go.

Whether you're still young or not, you only look like a child, but you still have no doubt about your accomplishments. With all the high-ranking nobles in sight to press their heartbeats, if we pull out only that point, we can say that we definitely deserve the status of instructor. At least if the handles I've just had are true.

Lightly bowed head, Pais. That concludes the introduction. It is light.

Thereafter, a number of communications will follow. Teachers report troubled parents, problems with troubled students, etc., and schools are similar around here.

"Next, about the exam content of the graduation exam. I have something to tell you, too."

On purpose, the air shook.

Graduation grades are important in cadet schools. If you take it to a student, you can say that it will dictate their life because it will come with it as an unalterable evaluation for the rest of their lives.

In other words, it is one of the important criteria that leads to self-assessment for instructors. It is a normal idea for students in charge of themselves to want to graduate with even one seat up. That's why everyone listens and concentrates on the principal.

"Beginning this fiscal year, we will significantly change the content of graduation exams. Details are currently packed, but the marching exercise was to be the basis."

"Marching exercise?

There was clearly a greater intent in the principal's words than earlier.

Marching exercises are off-campus exercises that mimic actual military action. For the most part, it is an operational objective, a situation setting, etc., which is predetermined, and is carried out in order to practice taking actions in accordance therewith, or to ascertain whether it is possible to act in accordance therewith.

It is often based on examples of past experiences, and is one of the practical exercises to make students cry. Basically, it takes the form of moving from one point to another, but in order to assume actual combat, wear armor and carry a weight equivalent to food, etc. Long distance journeys with heavy baggage can also be described as hell by freshman freshmen whose bodies have not yet done so.

Some instructors prefer this exercise when it comes to strength close to actual battle, but others shun it as a product of spiritualism that only wears them out in vain.

"The place, thanks to His Majesty's generosity and warmth, rents the royally owned" Hunting Forest ”. Ask them to imitate the march after arranging mechanisms for testing students in all parts of this forest. Do you have any questions?"

For many of the teachers in the conference room, this is the first story. Many people try to ask questions.

"Principal, may I ask you a question?"

The first to raise his hand was an old instructor. I guess there's a reluctance on the part of young people to take the initiative to raise their hands in places like this.

"Something."

"When it comes to marching in the woods, how long will it be?"

"I have three days planned, five days max. I'm in coordination with all locations."

"Three days..."

Simulate the march and accompany the accommodation. That's more than two nights, too. This will be something that even active servicemen feel tight about. The questioner and many instructors felt that way.

"Principal"

The next man to raise his hand was a man in his late twenties. He has a stern face and is elite. He was the former principal's favorite instructor and a raw interior valet. Specializing in soldier stations and accounting. He has a military history in Heavy Field, but most of the students in charge are internal politicians of the Royal Palace who work as bureaucrats.

"Uhm."

"From the drawing exercise up to last year, I would like to ask you why you changed to the actual marching exercise. Let's see what we can do."

Until last year, graduation exams were based on graphic exercises on desks. It may be called a soldier chess exercise, but it's easy to understand if you think of it as something of a chess game that sets rules in great detail. If I were to say it to the modern man, would it be something like a military simulation of turns? Manipulate pawns or the like that mimic soldiers while dicing uncertain elements or the like.

The good thing about this exam is that you can let them command an army of hundreds or thousands of people that is actually difficult to prepare. It is also about being able to improve tactical capabilities and applications.

It has been strongly supported by people in the internal affairs system who value theory and has been criticized head-on by people in the military system who value practical work.

Incidentally, it may be the Duke of Skoole-Kadrecek, a friend and relative of Pais, who completed an extremely outstanding performance in this drawing exercise and became Chairman. It was also a testament left that the military valves were not necessarily full of brain muscles, but it was also unusual to the extent that he was considered special.

"Good question. That's where the debate got a lot of excitement at the meeting earlier. First, the previous generations of principals said that the students should have the physical and psychological enrichment of the school. Indeed, it is a great premise to be physically and mentally robust first and foremost than it is the purpose of the University to train military personnel. I was impressed by the small job, too, when it was a great finding"

The instructors, who have been seated since the previous generations of principals, nod simultaneously. All in all, there are many people with a successful appearance, most of whom belong to the military junta.

"But the previous principals thought that was not enough. I'm sure all the teachers who are here know this. Naturally, military personnel need strength. However, it is your belief that the school should not forget to raise even more upscale military personnel among the military. Therefore, we tried to measure the ability of graduating students with graphic exercises that mimic actual command."

Now a person who knows his predecessor well snorts. Most are white, skinny people. I know you work out more than you are a military instructor, but it is a matter of relative comparison. Compared to the obvious tanning macho, the story is just that it looks white and thin. Most of them belong to the internal affairs valves and are also the most powerful in the current situation.

"I thought I should capitalize on these two deep insights. I wonder if there is a way to simultaneously test your strength and your knowledge and judgment in actual military action. We discussed that point thoroughly and recently decided at a meeting that marching exercises should be imposed. Of course, please know that we have decided to do everything in our power and do our best for the students."

To the principal's words, now the face of his age nodded. Not just teachers, but officials who are in a position to discuss the school's operational policies and education system. They've been having an argument the last few days.

Military valves with an emphasis on combat aspects and tactical capabilities and internal affairs valves with an emphasis on knowledge aspects and managerial capabilities. Unlike both of them, while presenting the originality of the current Principal, on the content of the exam, which honors his predecessor in dignity. It cannot be said that it is an exam that seems foreign affairs based, emphasizing a sense of balance.

"I see the principal has an in-depth idea. But when it comes to teaching students from now on... suddenly..."

"Ha, instructor Randian. You don't have to worry about that. In the first place, if you do gain strength as a soldier, you won't have to do anything more special now. It's a test for that."

Starting with instructors Randian, conservative young people generally show a difficult color. There is no confusion among people of the year because they have experienced several policy shifts due to the change of principals, and many have excelled in some sacrificial arts. In contrast, young people are all very strongly influenced by their predecessors. I have been very anxious about my new graduation exam just because I have been strong on students getting ready on the extension line last year. That is why I am dissatisfied.

But the principal has anticipated such a young rebellion and so on. When it is the exam that tests the daily results, and the study for the exam, etc., is the final fall, it pushes the argument through.

Some people don't give a shit about the thought of such principals.

Practical instructors who teach to prepare for the battlefield at all times.

"Um, if you have built up muscle and spirit, you can do enough marching exercises, etc. My godchildren wouldn't mind an exam right now, would they? Wahaha."

"Nanriri"

In the end, the conclusion remained unchanged as a matter of decision, and the graduation exam for the current year was to conduct marching exercises.

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The meetings are over, the teachers scattered around.

There was a call to stop the youngest of them.

"Instructor Mortairn, a little bit better"

It was a muscular big man who spoke up.

"Instructor Batzien. Yeah, I don't mind."

Pais, called to rest, also responds with a smile.

At first, the Batzien family is a home close to the Mortairn family. I've never been over to keep one of my affections better.

"Hmm. Sir is as thin as ever. I think we need to muscle more, soldier. Don't you think it's the baby's belly that hasn't even cracked your abs? If you're an adult man, you have to work out one of your abs."

"I haven't even reached my general adult age yet, so being forced to muscle inhibits my body's growth. Moderation is best."

Pais doesn't smile at senior instructors who wield a rather unscrupulous muscle theory. It's the opinion of a senior who has a track record. Whatever is inside, it is a junior who can worship and listen.

If the world is the world, it may be called Powerhara, but Teacher Batzien herself advises with a hundred percent goodwill, so the nature (s) are bad.

"That's the only way to think about it. But when you have to, all you can count on is your hard-won comrades and your muscles. I don't betray muscles I've built. I'll advise you that I've never been over there to work out. By the way, how is Miss Frieda?"

In an extremely patriarchal kingdom of God, unmarried women are called ladies, whether military or not. At least, that's what happens to muscle instructors and their surrounding common sense.

In other words, they are uncomfortable with training women as military personnel, or with the very fact that women become military personnel.

In that regard, the Mortairns set up meritocracy and would be generous if they were good men and women, noble bitches and religions alike. It pays an unparalleled high salary, and benefits are generous. Give unbelievably good treatment to people in other houses.

And use it.

Instructor Bazien decided that the Mortairn family pastry was appropriate to teach a student called Frieda who was good but had the disadvantage of being a woman (in the assessment of Instructor Bazien). That's why I introduced him, but he was originally my own student, and there's no way he wouldn't mind.

I asked Pais what it looked like.

"Excellent. It will cost less for physical growth, but it will be the best as it stands. In temperament, a front-line commander seems more apt than a rear commander. Capably, it would be possible to manage a barracks... but you wouldn't like it."

"Is it going to stretch?

"Of course. It absorbs what I've taught you very“ honestly “. Besides, isn't it our job to raise any student to take advantage of their strengths and compensate for their weaknesses?

All Pais teaching students honestly practice Pais teaching. Those who don't become honest are educated by Pais until they become honest. Now everyone has a very good reply. Says Pais, with the Mortairn stream.

Spartan education has been the motto of the Mortairn family since its inception. If the world is worldly, it is abuse, such as treating a toddler with seriousness. Rather than the common sense of Pais, the common sense of the Mortairn family itself is strange in the first place. Students to be attached to are a disaster.

"That's true, but isn't it hard for a woman to raise? Hard to muscle, huh?

"No problem"

Pais ran out of words. Any ingredients… According to this, human resources have advantages, and it is the cook who can take advantage of them… It is his belief that it is the role of the educator.

"Right. That's good. It's worth recommending. By the way, instructor Mortairn, I need to talk to you."

"Yes?"

The distance between Pais and the muscle (Batzien) approaches, one step at a time.

"Earlier the principal's story was about marching training in the woods. Speaking of hunting forests, even our nobles are usually forbidden to enter as royal hunting grounds, and there are many beasts."

"Oh, really?"

"They also inhabit beasts and beasts. When this happens, I still want to empower my students to defend themselves."

"Right. It's not a good idea to get injured or dead in unforeseen circumstances."

Warcraft and beasts, between military personnel living in normally wide walking societies. The perception that students with inadequate mindsets and abilities are dangerous is shared with each other.

"So... why don't we do a mock fight?

"A mock fight?

To instructor Batzien's suggestion, Pais tilted his neck for a moment.

"Mm-hmm. Thank you. My students have been out since Miss Frieda left. I'm not in the mood. Here's one, Bishi. I'm hoping to get my tension back on my muscles. If Miss Frieda says she's gaining strength, she wants to show it to you. If they do, they'll be able to feel like they're not working out enough."

"I see."

Pais nods gently.

In education, the existence of rivals, the existence of goals, is significant. Staying on top of what he's going to lose can be enough driving force to reach a height he can't reach alone. Of course additions, subtractions and limitations will be necessary, but good enemies feed on growth.

Until now, Frieda has been a close rival to the students who are under Instructor Batzien. Of the young students, it's also the muscle supremacists who don't like “how can a woman lose” anyway. I was excited to lose, and hung out with her every once in a while.

Frieda herself tries to beat them like that. He said it had such a relationship.

But now the relationship is broken, and the students under Instructor Batzien are looser than they were at one time.

That's why Teacher Batzien's kindness to show his rivals stretching further under Pace and encourage him to be excited. As an educator, I can't help but say I'm full of compassion and affection.

Speaking of what Pais cares about, it seems to me that Instructor Batzien's head doesn't take any account of the fact that "his students lose to women”. I just want my out-of-the-box students to get excited, and if I change the way I see it, it's just a horse.

So Pace thought a little.

"... would you rather play in a five-to-five team game instead?

"Team battle?

Pais re-suggests to Instructor Batzien with a smile.

"When it comes to marching exercises, it should be a cohesive action for every certain number of people. The military system in our country is traditionally operated as a squad of up to ten people and as the smallest unit. I was wondering if the five against the five would get a sense of closeness to the actual encounter."

The Kingdom of God is a nation that originally grew in strength with an urban state as its national interest and a knight at its centre. In military operations, it is based on a knight's knight's horseman, with several additional subordinates and graduates as the minimum unit in military operations.

Incidentally, instead of the smallest units, there are also out of standard units that are said to be one-horse but also comparable to one platoon (a group of dozens of troops). The world is full of wonders.

"Hmm, funny. Sure, if you don't have the extra muscle, single-riding is dangerous. Muscle collaboration between comrades would also be good. So... what about the day after tomorrow? The place is in the usual training grounds."

Instructor Batzien nods at Pais' suggestion.

Five to five team matches. It is inspiring where I want it to be.

"Okay. Tell the students from me."

"Well, I asked you to do it."

A lump of muddy painful muscle slaps a small paice on the back.

Pan, and left a good sound, and muscle Dharma left.