How a Two-Life Scoundrel Lives - Chapter 97
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【Chapter 97】
“Is something wrong?”
“There is.”
“What’s the matter?”
“It’s a bit awkward to talk here. Let’s go inside and discuss it.”
“Let’s do that.”
“But what are all those things?”
“I brought some weapons and tools.”
“Weapons and tools…?”
“I’m planning to donate them to the unit.”
“D-donate?”
“Equipment isn’t everything, but we should still use good stuff.”
“Haha, hahaha…”
Begman let out a hollow laugh as if he couldn’t believe it.
In all his life, this was the first time he’d seen a lowly private donate equipment to the unit.
“Rich young masters are different in every way.”
“As expected of Sigmund!”
The scout members were greatly moved by Carlisle’s generous donation.
The Decaron Army’s situation wasn’t very good, so supplies didn’t come through well.
But since Carlisle had brought new equipment, it must have felt like rain during a drought.
“Since the dwarves made them, they should be quite useful.”
“W-who made them?”
“The dwarves.”
“Kid.”
Begman spoke with a somewhat awkward smile.
“It’s already truly grateful that you spent your own money to donate new equipment. There’s no need to exaggerate by saying dwarves made it…”
“It’s probably true.”
Kudo stepped forward and spoke.
“Private Carlisle made connections with a dwarf tribe called the Fire Hammer Tribe in the Merel Mountain Range.”
“I-is that true?”
“I was there with him.”
Then Marder and Wilson also subtly joined in and added their words.
“I saw it too, Captain.”
“I was there as well.”
At Kudo’s group’s testimony, Begman’s eyes widened.
“S-so… the things loaded here were made by dwarves?”
“Yes.”
“C-can I take a look?”
“Please, look all you want.”
With Carlisle’s permission, Begman approached the cart and opened a box.
Shing!
Just from opening the box, the coolness emanating from the blades could be felt on his skin.
Begman realized that the weapons Carlisle brought didn’t need to be touched or tested directly.
They were such masterpieces that just a glance was enough to gauge their strength and sharpness.
“All of this is ours?”
“Yes.”
“Haha, hahaha…”
Begman was so surprised he let out a hollow laugh.
It was already tremendous to spend one’s own money to donate equipment to the unit, but to think it was made by dwarves, those natural craftsmen.
“Let’s go inside and talk for now.”
“R-right! Let’s do that!”
Begman guided Carlisle into the fortress as if escorting an honored guest.
* * *
The interior of Bowden Fortress, which had undergone unit reorganization, was incomparably spacious compared to before, and the personnel had increased several times over.
‘Ugh, it’s so hectic.’
Carlisle somehow missed the old Bowden Fortress.
Though it was a bit shabby, back then there were fewer people so it was less crowded and quieter…
“You’re back.”
Helen, who was passing by, spotted Carlisle and spoke.
Before he knew it, she had been promoted one rank from First Lieutenant to Captain.
“Private Carlisle, reporting back from leave.”
“Good, you don’t need to make a separate return report, so you can rest in the barracks. But… what are all those boxes?”
Begman spoke to Helen on Carlisle’s behalf.
“They’re equipment the kid donated to the unit, Sir Helen.”
“What do you mean by that, Sergeant Begman.”
“That’s what it is. Well, guess who made that equipment…”
“To think of donating equipment made by dwarves. That’s outrageous.”
Helen, having heard the whole story, clicked her tongue and looked back at Carlisle.
“It’s not forbidden, is it?”
“Of course not.”
Helen shook her head as if it was nonsense to suggest otherwise.
“Though it’s a somewhat burdensome donation, there’s no reason for the unit to refuse it. It’s something that will help the unit’s strength.”
“That’s a relief.”
“As the company commander of the 3rd Company, I express my gratitude.”
Helen gave Carlisle a slight nod.
“Sergeant Begman.”
“Yes, Sir Helen.”
“Can you take the equipment Private Carlisle donated to the reconnaissance unit barracks…”
Just then.
“Everyone stop what you’re doing.”
A knight who appeared to be in his late thirties appeared and stopped the scout members’ actions.
“Loyalty!”
Helen snapped to attention for the knight.
“Yes, loyalty. But what are all these boxes?”
“They’re equipment Private Carlisle donated to the unit.”
“Private Carlisle… you mean that Private Carlisle?”
“Yes.”
The knight looked around briefly, spotted Carlisle, and nodded.
“You must be Private Carlisle.”
“Yes.”
“Yes?”
At Carlisle’s response, the knight’s eyes grew sharp.
“You see the battalion commander but don’t salute?”
“Ah?”
“Ah?”
The knight frowned deeply.
“Private Carlisle.”
“Yes.”
“Get down on the ground.”
“Why.”
“….”
The battalion commander closed his eyes tightly and turned to look at Helen.
“3rd Company Commander?”
“I apologize.”
Helen quickly offered her apology.
“It’s my fault for not properly educating him in military discipline. Private Carlisle is still not accustomed to military life….”
“Are you calling that an excuse right now?”
The battalion commander cut off Helen’s words and exploded in anger.
“A soldier should act like a soldier. No matter if he’s a member of House Sigmund, how dare a mere private not only talk back to the battalion commander but even disobey orders?”
“It’s the negligence of me, his direct superior.”
“This won’t do. The military discipline is completely ruined.”
The battalion commander looked around and said.
“I’ve been watching and watching….”
“Private Carlisle!”
Helen shouted loudly.
“Get down right now! Hurry!”
“Yes.”
“One, pay attention. Two, get your act together. One.”
“Pay attention.”
“Two.”
“Get your act together.”
“One.”
“Pay attention.”
“Two.”
“Get your act together.”
Carlisle wasn’t completely oblivious, so he obediently followed Helen’s orders to avoid causing trouble for his comrades.
The battalion commander finally seemed to cool down a bit and said.
“3rd Company Commander.”
“Yes, Battalion Commander.”
“Manage your subordinates properly. The 3rd Company’s discipline is completely ruined.”
“I will correct it.”
“I’ll be watching from now on. And….”
The battalion commander’s gaze swept over the equipment that Carlisle had donated to the unit.
“That equipment will be confiscated.”
“But that equipment was donated by Private Carlisle to our 3rd Company.”
“Of course it was.”
“Then how….”
“Who told you to bring unverified equipment into the unit without the commanding officer’s permission.”
“That’s because Private Carlisle had just arrived, so there wasn’t enough time to report to the Battalion Commander….”
“3rd Company Commander.”
“Yes, Battalion Commander.”
“Go to the office immediately and write a statement. I’ll decide what disciplinary action to take after reviewing it.”
“….”
“The rest of you, move that equipment to the front of the battalion commander’s office. Execute.”
“Ex-execute.”
The soldiers began moving the equipment that Carlisle had donated to the unit.
“What the hell is this….”
“This bastard really!”
Carlisle was about to protest, but Begman quickly stepped forward and shouted loudly.
“A lowly private getting all cocky! Just because you’re from House Sigmund, does that make you everything? Huh?”
“…?”
“Where do you think you’re looking with those eyes! Won’t you come to your senses? This won’t do? Should I straighten out the discipline today?!”
Begman spoke to Carlisle with his eyes.
‘Kid, please just endure it.’
‘You want me to endure this?’
Carlisle replied with his eyes and expression.
‘Just endure it for now! Unless you want us all to be screwed!’
‘Damn.’
‘Please, I’m begging you. Okay?’
‘Fine.’
Carlisle forcibly suppressed his desire to rebel at Begman’s pleading gaze.
This was the military.
Acting on his temper would only result in losses.
“Private Carlisle.”
“Yes.”
“I’ll be watching you carefully from now on, so behave yourself properly. Understood?”
“Yes.”
“That private’s voice is pathetic. Is that all the voice you can manage?”
Veins bulged on Carlisle’s forehead.
‘It would be better to have my head hung on the castle wall.’
Carlisle made up his mind to commit insubordination.
Since he was living a life through possession anyway, he had no intention of enduring even petty complaints about his voice.
‘Fine, let’s die together today.’
Just as Carlisle was slowly parting his lips.
“Battalion Commander! We’ve observed barbarian movements within a 5-kilometer radius!”
Marder quickly stepped forward.
“What?”
“It seems they’re laying magic stone traps in the area!”
“Where exactly!”
“We’ll need to look at the map to know the precise location!”
“Good! Follow me to the command post immediately!”
“Yes!”
Marder hurriedly followed the battalion commander.
Wink!
Marder winked at Carlisle as he passed by.
It seemed the report about spotting barbarian movements was a lie born from quick thinking.
“Phew.”
Carlisle forced down his anger and asked Helen.
“What’s with that battalion commander bastard? What is he to act like such a stubborn old fool?”
“….”
Helen, being an officer and 3rd Company Commander, couldn’t bring herself to respond to Carlisle’s words.
“Private Carlisle.”
“Yes?”
“It seems the Battalion Commander has grand ambitions.”
“What kind of ambitions?”
“This is purely my personal observation, but… do you know what I felt when I had a meeting with the battalion commander right after returning from leave?”
“…?”
“The battalion commander is someone with considerable ambition for promotion. And… he seemed filled with a burning desire to reform you and show results.”
“…What did you say?”
Carlisle doubted his own ears.
Reform?
Who was going to reform whom?
* * *
“Good. Then tomorrow you’ll work with the scout unit to remove the landmines planted at that location. I’ll give separate orders to the 3rd Company Commander regarding the detailed operation.”
“Yes, Battalion Commander.”
“You may go.”
“Sir!”
Right after Marder left.
“Hehe.”
The battalion commander poured himself a glass of whiskey and smiled triumphantly.
“Carlisle van Sigmund… the scoundrel of House Sigmund…”
The battalion commander muttered to himself while thinking of Carlisle’s face.
“Others may have overlooked your debauchery until now, but I won’t. I’ll definitely fix that filthy attitude of yours properly. Hehehe.”
Colonel Krabel believed that Carlisle’s reputation as a scoundrel was due to the lack of stern punishment and discipline.
“B-Battalion Commander.”
Just then, the 1st Company Commander who happened to be at the command post spoke in a cautious voice.
“Wouldn’t it be dangerous to mess with Carlisle van Sigmund?”
“Tsk tsk.”
Krabel clicked his tongue.
“What’s dangerous about it?”
“Even so, he’s His Grace the Grand Duke’s son. If we handle him wrong…”
“You really don’t understand anything.”
“Pardon…?”
“His Grace the Grand Duke enlisted that scoundrel in the military not only to fulfill his responsibilities and duties as a member of House Sigmund, but also to make him into a proper person through military life.”
“Is, is that so?”
“I heard that no one has been able to fix that brat’s attitude until now. Even His Grace the Grand Duke failed, and now he’s given up and just turns a blind eye unless it’s serious trouble.”
“Hmm.”
“But what if someone could fix that brat’s attitude and tame him?”
“Well, that would…”
“His Grace the Grand Duke would be greatly pleased and consider me his benefactor, wouldn’t he? If someone who was a disgrace to the family is reborn as a proper member of House Sigmund, how could he not be happy as both a father and head of the family?”
“Now that you put it that way, Battalion Commander, your words do seem right.”
“This is an opportunity.”
Krabel’s eyes gleamed with ambition.
“Stupid fools would tear their hair out in agony if they had to deal with him, and would try to avoid getting involved with him at all costs. But that’s just the story of incompetent idiots. In my eyes, that scoundrel looks like a blessing, not a troublemaker. If I can succeed in reforming him, becoming a retainer of House Sigmund would be as easy as eating cold porridge!”
“A, a retainer of House Sigmund…!”
“Just watch. I’ll fix that brat’s attitude thoroughly and definitely gain His Grace the Grand Duke’s recognition.”
Krabel clenched his fist and burned with determination.
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