Tearmoon Empire Story

"So, Rafina, would you mind checking this security plan at the student council?

"Yeah, thanks for everything. Santeri."

It was the old man who bowed his head to Rafina's words of labor.

He, Santeri Bandler, was a skilled escort cleric overseeing the security of this island of St. Noel. When I was twenty-five, I went to this island, and in thirty-five years, I have never left it.

A craftsman who took pride in his own work, a man of such a look.

And in fact, the strong policing mechanism he built brought the glory of the continent's safest land to this island.

Santelli herself and many times has been awarded a medal by the Duke of Velga.

After seeing such a security plan he had submitted, Rafina frowned slightly.

- Last year and it sounds like an operation that is almost the same...

"Something wrong?

Santelli, who was staring at Rafina, opened her mouth respectfully.

"I intend to put in place the best system to protect you, Rafina, and not to tarnish the glory of Velga..."

As the words put it, surely the security plan was not to leak water either.

Originally, strict checks are in place on the island upon arrival. It is almost impossible for a suspicious person to enter the island, nor to bring in poisons, murder weapons, etc., from the outside.

No matter, it's not impossible to swim and cross, but there's a solid trap there.

It would be possible to enter with as much strength and manoeuvre as the most powerful knight in the empire, but for hundreds of assassins, the first thing is impossible.

Inside this island there was literally a paradise isolated from the outside world…, such recognition in Rafina. In addition, the dishes served on the day of the Holy Night Festival are also managed almost perfectly.

The cuisine served to the students is deep in the school and the public is to be made in a place never to be allowed in, by the clergyman in charge of cooking. Moreover, proper toxicity is not indispensable.

Usually, of course, on Holy Night Festival day, I didn't care what the case could be... Yes, I believed it. Rafina is..., yes, Rafina, who was once the student chairman and lost her spare time...

But thanks to Meer becoming student chairman, there was also a little room for Rafina.

That's why I realized...

- As for having a complete security system......, it might not be dangerous to keep using it all the time.

Assuming that the security system was complete, perfect…. Wouldn't those who were discouraged by it work out a plan on the assumption that there would be that robust security at their next opportunity?

If you know nothing about the placement of a well calculated guard soldier, I see, that soldier will catch you.

If, however, the person had a companion, the next step should be to strike it in a tricky way under the assumption that "soldiers of the guard are placed in a well calculated position"......

- I get stuck in a gap where I don't even think about it... Maybe that's the case.

It was a vague sense of anxiety, a vague sense of crisis…, now, a certain sense of urgency.

Something's happening. Moved by such a hunch, Rafina

"Santelli, this plan for security, are you sure this is okay?

Present questions.

Nothing is more dangerous than immobilized thinking.

The assumption of being safe disregards the normal concern of "maybe dangerous" and reduces the ability to think.

No overconfidence, that's what I tried to say......

"What does that mean? I'm sure you know that Rafina has never failed in this phase before..."

Santelli said with an out-of-heart look.

"That's true, but... Is there anything I should overlook or review somewhere?

"No. We, the priests sent to guard this island, are ready to crush."

On top of that, Santelli said, trying to add.

"If you are dissatisfied, please, may you dismiss me"

I said it in a slight flash.

- Um, you're in trouble, this is...

That was a headache issue for Rafina.

In fact, it was pretty hard to get rid of him and rebuild the security system. For years, he has been in charge of security on this island, and his findings are truthful. On the contrary, there are some verses in which it is inviting thought rigidity, but whatever it is, the knowledge was insulting and yet very beneficial.

It can't be possible to lack him like that...

- It's hard to say it's a clear problem. Sure, this security plan is well done, and there's a risk that even if I dismiss him and make a bad plan myself, it'll get worse than what it is now...

I'm not talking about putting my hands on it and making it worse than what I already have.

But I really don't feel like I should stay like this.

- Though if I order you to, you may make a new security plan as you say...

Again, that's a problem.

There is still a difference in results between work done voluntarily motivated and work done unwillingly but in accordance with orders.

- Rather, it's what snakes are good at poking the gap in their minds like that, isn't it?

Amazingly skillful, it is the serpent of chaos that enters the hearts of others and manipulates them.

If your relationship with Santeri is twisted, you are very likely to get poked there.

So what Rafina needs to do is share her own sense of crisis with experienced Santeri...

- Oh, it's hard. Because I, for my part, am not able to embody a sense of crisis….

If you know there's a hole here in the security system, you can point it out and get it fixed. But Rafina's sense of crisis is not.

That means, if you say so, be mindful to find a security hole.

In Santeri today, you probably won't notice the security hole you've built, or you may not be able to admit it if you do.

As a result, this year will continue with the same system of security as usual......

- I don't think the serpents are doing anything.

It is Rafina, who is troubled by what is going on.

Even after Santelli left the room, she was roaring with a difficult face. Yeah, yeah, she was roaring.

All the time, there was something in her eyes, pretending.

That was, that day......, the red cloth that Meer Support was wearing on Student Council Election Day.

"Oh, no, I... hehe"

"? What's wrong? Lafina."

Rafina smiles back bitterly as Monica just walks into the room makes her look strange.

"Again, I've been trying to carry myself in. This is something we should discuss at the student council, so we'll have to talk about it."

Rafina stood up lightly and headed to the student council room.