How a Two-Life Scoundrel Lives - Chapter 105
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【Chapter 105】
The next day.
“Reveille! Wake up!”
Krabel raided the 3rd Company Reconnaissance Unit Barracks early in the morning, waking up the soldiers who had been sleeping soundly.
“Get out to the training ground right now! Right now!”
“Yes!”
The scout members rushed out to the training ground in a hurry before they were even fully awake.
“Private Carlisle! You’re no different from a turtle!”
“I’m going now.”
“Can’t you move faster!”
“I will.”
Carlisle moved as quickly as possible, partly because of the promise he had made with Helen last night.
“Move faster! Faster!”
“Ugh.”
When Krabel shouted right into his ear, Carlisle grimaced, but followed the orders without complaint.
“We’ll conduct morning physical training! From now on, we’ll do a 10-kilometer morning run! Everyone take off your shirts and run! Begin!”
“Begin!”
Running 10 kilometers from the crack of dawn was closer to punishment than physical training, but the scout members had no choice but to comply.
With the failed operation and the fact that they had gotten into a fight, they had nothing to say even if they had ten mouths.
“In the morning, I’ll inspect the cleanliness of the barracks, so make sure you can conduct a thorough cleaning after breakfast. If the cleanliness doesn’t satisfy this battalion commander, you’d better be prepared. Understood?”
“Yes!”
The scout members ate breakfast so quickly they didn’t know if they were eating with their mouths or noses, then began the thorough cleaning.
The scout members swept, wiped, and dusted every corner of the barracks to prepare for Krabel’s inspection.
After the cleaning was finished.
“Hmm.”
Krabel looked around the scout unit barracks and inspected the sanitary conditions with eagle eyes.
Swish, when Krabel ran his fingertip across the top of the storage rack, some dust came off.
“Heh heh. The cleaning is absolutely terrible. Even after thorough cleaning, it’s still very dirty.”
“B-Battalion Commander…”
“Shut up!”
When Begman tried to make some excuse, Krabel shouted angrily.
“The 3rd Company Scout Unit can’t even clean properly, let alone perform missions.”
“S-sorry.”
“I’ll inspect again in the afternoon, so make sure you can do another thorough cleaning.”
“Yes.”
A few hours later.
“Hmm. This is acceptable enough.”
Krabel even brought a magnifying glass and examined every corner of the barracks before declaring it passed.
“But you know.”
Krabel approached Carlisle with a sinister smile.
“You.”
“Private Carlisle.”
“What is that pathetic state of your sword?”
Krabel pointed at Grimgand hanging from Carlisle’s waist.
“Don’t you maintain your weapons at all?”
“Ah, this?”
“Draw it.”
Shing, Carlisle drew Grimgand and showed it to Krabel.
“Ha!”
Krabel spoke as if he was dumbfounded.
“A person who calls himself a soldier maintains his weapon like this? The blade is chipped, rusted, and lumpy, yet you left it like this?”
“It’s originally like this.”
“What?”
Anger appeared on Krabel’s face.
This time it wasn’t intentionally harassing Carlisle, but he seemed genuinely angry.
And rightfully so, since Grimgand would look like nothing more than scrap metal with chips and rust all over it at first glance.
“You call that an excuse? With a sword in that state?”
“I’m telling you it’s originally like this.”
“How dare you mock this battalion commander!”
Krabel shouted angrily and vented his rage.
“I can’t stand to watch this! Private Carlisle!”
“Yes?”
“For inadequate weapon maintenance, I’m sending you to military prison for 3 days.”
“Phew.”
When Carlisle let out a big sigh, the faces of the watching scout members hardened.
Flinch!
Several senior soldiers including Begman were ready to jump out and stop Carlisle at any moment.
“This is an inheritance sword.”
“An inheritance sword… You’re saying that scrap metal was made by an ancestor of House Sigmund?”
“Yes.”
“Now you’re even lying. There’s no way an inheritance sword would be such scrap metal…”
When Krabel didn’t believe him, the scout members jumped in as if they had been waiting.
“Battalion Commander, that really is an inheritance sword.”
“It may look like that, but it’s incredibly sharp.”
Krabel was startled by the scout members’ testimony.
“I-Is that really true?”
“I’m telling you it is.”
Carlisle smiled and spoke as if daring him to try something.
“You weren’t calling our family’s inheritance sword scrap metal, were you? That would be troublesome. The Grand Duke would be very disappointed if he heard.”
“Gasp!”
“To call Wanderer, made by Ancestor Rompen, scrap metal. It breaks my heart.”
“I-I misunderstood.”
Krabel quietly backed down.
If nothing else, insulting House Sigmund could cost him his head, even if he was a battalion commander.
“I absolutely wasn’t insulting your family or speaking ill of the ancestor who made that sword, so please don’t misunderstand.”
“Of course.”
“This battalion commander was simply pointing out that your sword seemed to be in poor maintenance condition, so don’t take it to heart.”
“I’m sure you were.”
“About this matter, perhaps…”
“I understand.”
Krabel continued to pester Carlisle with pathetic excuses for quite a while after that.
It seemed he was indeed afraid of House Sigmund.
* * *
Krabel was persistent.
He came to the 3rd Company Scout Unit barracks at all hours, pointing out this and that, tormenting the scout members.
Among them, Carlisle was particularly nitpicky, making people exhausted.
Carlisle endured it all, thinking of his promise with Helen.
After about a month had passed, an incident occurred that pushed Carlisle’s patience to its limit.
“Hmm.”
Krabel barged into the scout unit barracks as usual, but when he couldn’t find anything more to criticize, he scanned the surroundings with eagle eyes.
He wanted to find fault somehow to torment Carlisle, but after a month had passed, there really wasn’t much to pick on.
However, nothing in this world is perfect.
“Private Carlisle.”
“Yes?”
“What’s that thing sticking out from your chest?”
“Oh, this?”
Carlisle quickly opened his chest where the baby dragon was sleeping and showed it to Krabel.
“It’s a cat.”
“A cat~?!”
“Yes.”
“You still haven’t come to your senses. What do you think this unit is, a zoo?”
Krabel said with a triumphant smile.
“How dare you keep a companion animal in the unit. Don’t you know that bringing companion animals into the unit is prohibited?”
“What about those guys?”
Carlisle pointed to the animals beside Begman, Kudo, Russell, and Marder.
They were pets obtained from Mage Antiros’s laboratory.
“Woof?”
“Yip?”
“Hiss?”
“Coo?”
A wolf, fox, weasel, and bird respectively tilted their heads.
“Those animals are helpful in combat.”
“This one helps too.”
“Really?”
“Yes.”
“Didn’t you just say it was a cat? Are you lying to the Battalion Commander?”
“That’s just a figure of speech.”
“Your attitude when reporting to a superior is very poor.”
Carlisle answered with irritation creeping into his voice.
“Give it a rest already.”
“What did you just say?”
“I said give it a rest.”
“Ha!”
Krabel glared.
“How dare you talk back to the Battalion Commander?”
“I’m not talking back, I’m telling you to stop picking fights over pointless things. I’ve played along for about a month, isn’t it time to stop?”
“Are you finished talking?”
“No, I’m not finished.”
Carlisle showed a twisted, venomous smile.
“If you’re going to torment someone, just torment me. Why drag innocent people into it too? How petty.”
“Pe, pettyyyy?!”
The shocked scout members rushed forward urgently.
“Hey! You bastard!”
“Please hold back. What are you trying to do?”
“Quickly apologize! Quickly!”
However, Carlisle, who had already reached the limit of his patience, was beyond reason.
“This simply won’t do.”
Krabel smiled coldly.
“What are you all doing? Arrest Private Carlisle immediately.”
“B-Battalion Commander!”
“Hurry up.”
At Krabel’s command, the scout members had no choice but to restrain Carlisle.
Carlisle didn’t resist.
“I thought your manners had improved somewhat, but apparently not at all.”
“How could they improve when the person teaching has that kind of attitude?”
“You’ll regret those words.”
Krabel responded with a triumphant expression.
“Private Carlisle. I’m confining you to military prison for 30 days on charges of insubordination.”
“Just cut my throat instead.”
“I can’t do that. Insubordination is a serious crime, but not to that extent.”
“Ah.”
Carlisle replied as if it were a good idea.
“Then shall I make that happen for you? Would the crime of killing a superior officer suffice?”
“What are you all doing? Take Private Carlisle to military prison immediately.”
When Krabel commanded as if he didn’t want to exchange any more words, the scout members quickly took Carlisle and left the barracks.
* * *
Meanwhile, Helen had returned from taking the 3rd Company engineers on mining work when she heard the news and closed her eyes tightly.
“So you’re saying Private Carlisle has been imprisoned in military prison? For insubordination?”
“Yes, Sir Helen.”
“What exactly were you all doing?”
“Actually, we’ve had a lot built up too, and it seemed like Carlisle had endured as much as he could…”
“Even so, how could you let him commit insubordination against the Battalion Commander?”
“We’re sorry.”
Begman bowed his head deeply.
“Sigh. I’ll talk to the Battalion Commander myself. So everyone keep quiet about this.”
Helen immediately went to find Krabel and asked for leniency.
“Battalion Commander, hasn’t Private Carlisle been trying hard to live properly for the past month?”
“So?”
“Of course, I think his disrespect toward you was clearly an act of military indiscipline. But considering Private Carlisle’s efforts during this time, couldn’t you reduce his sentence even a little? I’m asking you.”
“Reduce the sentence?”
“30 days in military prison, and even in solitary confinement, seems like too harsh a punishment. About a week would be…”
“The reason that scoundrel could act so arrogantly and wildly despite being just a private was all because you’ve been protecting him.”
“Excuse me…?”
“Because you as company commander have been protecting him from behind, that scoundrel’s manners haven’t improved at all, but have gotten even worse.”
“I have never protected Private Carlisle.”
Helen strongly denied it.
“Rather, as company commander, I urged Private Carlisle to follow the Battalion Commander’s instructions and orders well…”
“Oh? So despite the company commander’s urging, he dared to commit insubordination against the Battalion Commander? I’ll have to keep him in military prison longer. About 45 days should make Private Carlisle reflect. In solitary confinement, of course.”
“B-Battalion Commander!”
Helen’s face turned deathly pale.
Even a normal person would slowly go insane after just a few days in solitary confinement, and he wanted to keep him there for 45 days?
“Please, couldn’t you show mercy? I’ll pay more attention.”
“Now I understand.”
Krabel smiled meaningfully.
“Why you’re protecting Private Carlisle to this extent.”
“Excuse me…?”
“You’ve fallen for Private Carlisle too.”
Helen doubted her own ears.
“I’m truly sorry, but I didn’t quite catch what you just said. Could you please repeat that?”
“I said you’ve fallen for Private Carlisle.”
“Excuse me…?”
“I understand completely. Though Private Carlisle’s conduct is absolutely terrible, his looks are admirable enough that even I’m impressed.”
“…?”
“You’re human too, so you couldn’t help but be attracted to a handsome member of the opposite sex. But even so, you’re an officer and Private Carlisle is your subordinate. As Battalion Commander, I cannot allow such an inappropriate relationship. Yes, absolutely not.”
Krabel spoke firmly.
‘I must endure this.’
Helen had to suppress her desire to kill Krabel with superhuman patience.
She didn’t want to be sent to military court and executed faster than Carlisle would be.
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