How a Two-Life Scoundrel Lives - Chapter 100
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【Chapter 100】
The scout unit stayed holed up in the operation zone for several hours to rest before returning to their unit earlier than planned.
After hearing messenger Byron’s story about a mage recruit coming, they returned quickly due to anticipation.
And Byron’s tip turned out to be true.
“Everyone, attention.”
As soon as they returned to the unit, Helen gathered the scout members as if she had been waiting.
“New recruits have joined the scout unit.”
At Helen’s words, the scout members looked at the newly arrived recruits with half expectation, half annoyance.
“This is Private Adrian. Since he just graduated from training camp, he’ll have a lot to learn. I hope the senior soldiers can teach him well.”
“Yes.”
The scout members answered half-heartedly.
To them, fresh recruits were considered burdens or troublesome existences.
Perhaps because of this, several scout members growled at Adrian.
“Freeze up and you’re dead.”
“Just try being clueless. You’ll die by my hands before the barbarians get you.”
“I-I’ll work hard!”
When the fierce-looking seniors threatened him, the terrified Adrian shouted with a voice full of military discipline.
“…Consistent as always.”
Helen seemed accustomed to this situation and didn’t particularly stop it.
Of course, given Helen’s personality, she would never tolerate unreasonable bullying, beatings, verbal abuse, cursing, or harsh treatment, but she would allow giving appropriate tension.
That made sense, since this was the Blood-Soaked Land of Kuberin and the scout unit performed dangerous missions, so they needed to stay sharp.
Helen was also from the scout unit, so she knew their military culture all too well.
“And this one is…”
“Ooh!”
Before Helen could finish her introduction, the scout members showed their anticipation.
That recruit was wearing a military robe, so they could tell at a glance that he was a mage.
“Second Lieutenant Melvin. He majored in combat magic at the military academy and just became an officer. He’ll serve as the scout unit’s deputy commander from now on, so please follow him well.”
“Please take care of us!”
“We’ve been waiting!”
“Welcome!”
Unlike with Adrian, everyone welcomed Second Lieutenant Melvin.
That was purely because Second Lieutenant Melvin was a mage.
Whether a lowly private or a newly commissioned second lieutenant, they were nothing but burdens to the scout unit, but mages were different.
No matter how clueless a person might be, they could sweep away enemies with a single spell, so just having them around was a tremendous boost to their combat power.
“W-well, nice to meet you. I’m… Melvin.”
Second Lieutenant Melvin introduced himself with clumsy speech.
“I’m quite nervous. L-let’s do well together.”
“…”
The scout members’ expressions hardened.
Somehow Second Lieutenant Melvin’s speech, expression, voice, and such didn’t seem reliable at all.
‘He seems like a dud?’
‘Isn’t this screwed?’
Several scout members exchanged glances with each other.
But that was only momentary.
‘Ah, he’s probably just nervous.’
‘So what if he’s a dud. He’s a mage.’
The scout members didn’t pay much attention to Second Lieutenant Melvin’s unconfident and passive attitude.
No matter how much of a dud, a mage was still a mage.
Having a passive personality didn’t matter.
What the scout members wanted was for him to sweep away multiple barbarians with powerful magic.
* * *
The treatment of the two recruits was polar opposites.
“Why aren’t you moving faster? Hey, can’t you see your feet?”
“S-sorry.”
“Sorry? This bastard is already being clueless? Don’t you know to say ‘sir’? Sir?”
“Sorry, sir!”
Wilson cornered Adrian like catching a mouse.
With the already fierce-looking Wilson pecking at him, Adrian was almost on the verge of fainting.
On the other hand, Melvin, who was both a mage and an officer, received exceptional treatment.
“Nice to meet you. I’m Scout Captain Begman. Please take care of us from now on. Haha.”
“I-I also ask for your favor.”
“Please come this way. I’ll show you around the scout unit barracks.”
“Thank you.”
Begman, befitting a scout captain, personally took care of the newly arrived deputy commander, Second Lieutenant Melvin.
Of course, while Second Lieutenant Melvin might outrank him, Begman was the scout captain, so their relationship was closer to mutual respect.
“But why did you enlist? A young kid like you already wanting to ruin your life or something?”
“W-well…”
At Wilson’s question, Adrian mumbled and couldn’t give a proper answer.
“Never mind, never mind. You and I probably have similar stories. If you’re a Northerner, it’s all the same, isn’t it.”
“Y-yes, sir!”
“Anyway, do well. If you don’t want to die by my hands first.”
“Yes!”
Adrian answered with a shout full of military discipline.
“Ugh, my ears.”
Carlisle frowned and covered his ears at Adrian’s shout.
“I used to be like that too. Hehe.”
As if remembering old times, Russell approached Carlisle and giggled.
“Corporal Wilson was so scary back then. Whew.”
“Was he.”
Carlisle replied half-heartedly.
“This is your first time seeing this, right? Nobody bothered you even when you were a recruit.”
“Well, yes.”
“But aren’t you happy that a recruit came? A junior soldier joined.”
“Not particularly?”
Carlisle answered indifferently.
“Ah, right! You’re originally an officer. Even if you got passed over for promotion, you’ll become an officer someday.”
“It’s not really because of that.”
“Huh?”
“I’m just not interested.”
“…”
“I’ll go to the kitchen for a bit.”
Carlisle got up from his seat.
The baby dragon sleeping in his chest had lightly nibbled on his chest, saying it was hungry.
‘Hm?’
As Carlisle passed by Adrian who was being scolded by Wilson, he felt something strange and tilted his head.
‘What’s with that innocent face? Who was that again?’
He was a complete stranger, but strangely looked familiar.
So he tried to recall if he was a major character from the game [Overlord], but nothing came to mind.
“You, have we met before?”
“No, we haven’t!”
Adrian shouted loudly in response to Carlisle’s question.
“Ugh.”
Carlisle made an irritated expression as if his ears hurt.
“Are you trying to burst someone’s eardrums right now? Why is your voice so loud?”
“I’m sorry!”
“Is being sorry enough?”
“No!”
“Lower your voice.”
“Yes…”
Then Wilson, as if he had been waiting, started picking on Adrian.
“Well well, is that all the voice a new recruit has?”
“No!”
Adrian raised his voice again.
“I told you to lower your voice.”
“S-sorry.”
Kudo, who had been watching, chuckled and said.
“Private Carlisle, you’re quite skilled at picking on new recruits?”
“That’s not what this is.”
Carlisle replied as if it was absurd.
He had purely asked him to lower his voice because his ears hurt, and didn’t have even the slightest intention of picking on Adrian.
Of course, from an observer’s perspective, it might look like he was picking on him.
‘Why does he look familiar?’
Carlisle wondered about why he looked familiar as he passed by Adrian and left the barracks.
* * *
The next morning.
“Reveille, reveille! Quickly run out to the training ground!”
Krabel unfailingly barged into the scout unit barracks the next day as well, shouting loudly and waking up the scout members who had been deep in sleep.
“Why aren’t you guys getting up!”
“We went on search and reconnaissance at night, so we’re supposed to rest until afternoon…”
Several scout members answered Krabel’s question while rubbing their sleepy eyes.
It had only been 2 hours since they had returned from search and reconnaissance all night and fallen asleep.
No matter how much they were scout members, as long as they were human, they needed to sleep at least 4 hours to properly perform missions and daily duties, so supplementing insufficient sleep was very important.
However, even such legitimate reasons didn’t work on Krabel.
“You bastards! If you’re soldiers, shouldn’t you wake up early in the morning and start performing missions like soldiers!”
“B-but…”
“If you’re sleepy, do you not fight wars! Just because you lack sleep doesn’t mean the barbarians won’t attack!”
“…”
“Immediately run out and start morning physical training! If you don’t, I’ll discipline all of you!”
In the end, even the soldiers who had gone on search and reconnaissance last night had to be forcibly made to participate in morning physical training without exception.
However, Krabel’s real target wasn’t the scout unit.
“Private Carlisle. Why are your movements so sluggish?”
“I’m going out now.”
“Can’t you move quickly?”
“I said I’m going.”
“Stop moving.”
“I said I’m going?”
“Stop moviiiiing!”
Krabel shouted loudly.
“Private Carlisle.”
“Yes.”
“You did not follow the battalion commander’s instructions.”
“I never did that.”
“The battalion commander instructed you to move quickly, didn’t he?”
“I was moving quickly.”
“This won’t do at all.”
Krabel spoke as if he couldn’t stand it anymore.
“Pack your full combat gear and come out immediately.”
“…?”
“You will conduct special physical training one-on-one with this battalion commander every morning. Pack your full combat gear immediately and come to the training ground. Understood?”
“Hah.”
Carlisle let out a deep sigh.
‘Should I just commit insubordination?’
Carlisle seriously considered it, but decided to endure it thinking of Helen and the scout members’ positions.
If things went wrong, under the pretext of collective responsibility, not Carlisle but Helen who was the company commander, the scout members, and furthermore the entire 3rd company might receive punishment.
10 minutes later.
Carlisle stood in front of Krabel carrying full combat gear weighing a whopping 30 kilograms.
“According to this battalion commander’s measurements, one lap around the training ground is 500 meters.”
“So what.”
“Run exactly twenty laps.”
“Are you insane?”
Carlisle’s true feelings inadvertently slipped out of his mouth.
Running a full 10 kilometers while carrying 30 kilograms of military pack was closer to harsh treatment rather than physical training.
“Your manner of speaking to the battalion commander is quite terrible. For a mere private.”
“You should say something that makes sense.”
“Then I’ll add 5 kilometers.”
“Kuk.”
“If you talk back or show disrespectful behavior even once more, then I’ll give the same punishment to not just you but the entire company. Understood?”
“…”
“Why is there no answer?”
“I’ll keep that in mind.”
Carlisle glared at Krabel with a rotten smile.
“Of course, this battalion commander will also run with you and conduct physical training.”
“What about the military pack?”
“That is punishment for your failure to follow orders and insolent behavior, so this battalion commander will not carry it.”
“Don’t tell me you don’t even have that much physical strength.”
“What? Do you dare doubt that this battalion commander’s physical strength is pathetic?”
Krabel glared.
“No.”
Carlisle shook his head.
“You said you’d do it together but won’t carry the military pack, so that’s why.”
“Didn’t I tell you. That’s due to your failure to follow orders and insolent behavior.”
“Yes, I’m sure you would say that.”
“What’s with that expression.”
Krabel glared with his eyes.
“No matter how I look at it, you seem to be doubting this Battalion Commander’s fitness level. Fine. I’ll also run carrying the same weight military pack as you.”
“Really?”
“That’s right!”
The reason Krabel made such a decision was to break Carlisle’s spirit.
‘I should show him clearly this time. Then this damn brat will also realize that I’m definitely not someone to be taken lightly. Hehe.’
Krabel was confident, so he boldly took on the military pack running drill with Carlisle.
“Don’t think I’ll go easy on you just because you give up halfway or collapse from exhaustion. We keep running until we finish the course. If you can’t run, you’ll have to crawl to finish it. Understood?”
“Yes.”
“On one, two, three…”
Dash!
Before Krabel could even give the signal, Carlisle shot out first.
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