I Became an Officer in Another World in Just 5 Minutes - Chapter 210

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Episode 210

“Is that so? Then shouldn’t you start by clarifying that first?”

“I’ve said it several times, but this is… hah.”

General Chelsa sighed and looked around before leaning closer.

“Since the Lieutenant Colonel belongs to that side, I’ll tell you…”

“Yes.”

“There was an incident where an official took bribes and moved several people from noble families to the rear.”

Of course that’s what it was.

There’s no such thing as baseless rumors in the military.

“Were they punished?”

“I don’t know about the official, but the cadets who paid the bribes were sent to the Western Front, from what I know.”

Can’t you see the problem right from here?

‘I mean, they’re treating the Western Front like some underground prison. Who would want to go there?’

It’s a really shitty way of thinking, but.

If you want to gather troops, you absolutely have to use propaganda.

‘Fight for the motherland, achieve victory in the west. Those kinds of words, you know.’

You need to brainwash them so young people voluntarily go to the Western Front.

These people lack experience, starting with their words and actions being different.

‘There are so many experts on this on Earth.’

I guarantee you, if such a person had been in the Adits Empire?

The Raikhan Empire would have been swept away long ago.

‘Always talking about compensation plans and such, but there’s no substance to these people.’

Material rewards for young people?

Honestly, that’s something parents are interested in, but for the person involved, their life is most important.

So what’s needed to move these young people?

‘Hatred.’

Hatred that views the Adits Empire as lower than insects and believes they must be killed.

So when propaganda and hatred combine, that’s when young people volunteer to head to the Western Front.

‘Damn, even I’m scared of what I’m thinking right now.’

It’s a reality I don’t really want to dig into.

“Going to the Western Front is going to do something courageous, and I hope additional punishment was carried out separately.”

For something like this, there’s a high probability the story reached the Emperor too.

‘Then well, even if I don’t say anything, it won’t just pass quietly.’

They’ll either have their titles stripped or have to offer up all their wealth.

“So about the special lecture.”

“I’m sorry, but I don’t have a way with words, so it would be quite difficult. It would only have a negative effect instead.”

What was the most embarrassing thing in middle and high school?

Going up to give some weird PowerPoint presentation when nobody cares, right?

‘Ugh, it’s terrible just thinking about it.’

On top of that, I’d have to say things full of lies, which I really hate.

“That can’t be true. Whatever you say would be helpful to the cadets.”

He keeps trying to persuade me, but there’s no persuasiveness to it.

‘So listen here, those kids aren’t interested in the achievements I’ve made.’

If a senior who got into Seoul National University comes to kids who aren’t interested in studying and says ‘Let’s study hard!’ would they listen?

It’s wrong from the start.

“And this is really the first leave I’ve had in a long time, and I’m swamped dealing with family business and keeping appointments.”

This isn’t a lie either.

I’m busy with guild work, and I’ll have to go meet the young ladies soon too.

‘Just looking at the sentence, I’m like a completely successful person.’

Taking classes as a conglomerate heir and meeting multiple women in my spare time.

It’s almost a life even the Crown Prince would envy.

“Hmm, is that so. Just once between us, please.”

What kind of relationship does he think we have?

‘Does he want me to go there and commit terrorism or something?’

It wasn’t easy to distinguish whether he was clueless or his conscience had snapped.

“I’m sorry. No matter how I think about it, it seems difficult.”

Another refusal.

But he doesn’t seem to have any intention of being too unreasonable.

General Chelsa nodded.

“I understand. It can’t be helped. I told them to set aside lecture time for next week, but I’ll have no choice but to fill it with training.”

A quite regretful voice.

The moment I heard those words.

As if lightning had struck my head, one word caught my ear.

‘Wait, a week later?’

A precisely set schedule.

And it’s not like tomorrow either.

‘If I handle this well, couldn’t I extend my leave period?’

Think about it.

There’s a lecture scheduled for a week later, but suddenly go to the Western Front tomorrow?

That’s not easy.

‘Of course they could tell me to do that, but then they’d be the ones at a disadvantage.’

Anyway, there’s no loss in having military-related schedules set up like this.

“But then again, when General Chelsa puts it that way, how could I refuse?”

“Huh…? Then.”

“Please wait a moment. I need to check my schedule.”

I pulled out a notebook from my pocket and casually opened it.

“Hmm.”

Pretending to seriously examine the notebook.

By the way, nothing’s written in it.

“I’m busy with guild work, so next week seems difficult. How about Friday two weeks from now?”

The reason for Friday is that if I did it Thursday, they might tell me to go down on Friday.

‘Of course, if the ambulance’s value is recognized, I could stay longer, but it might not work out.’

People should always prepare for contingencies.

“Friday two weeks from now… I understand. As long as the Lieutenant Colonel agrees to do it, I’ll handle the coordination.”

“Haha, thank you.”

“I’m really grateful that you’re making time despite being busy. Thanks to this, I can save some face.”

What does he think I’m going to say there that would save his face?

‘I’m not good at presentations and such.’

I’ve gotten a bit better since coming here, but honestly, objectively speaking, I’m not at an excellent level.

“I’ll prepare well.”

“If you need anything, just say the word anytime.”

“Yes.”

Actually, what would I need?

‘I’ll just go there, say a few words, and come back.’

I’m not confident I’ll do well.

But that doesn’t mean I feel pressured.

I’ve been through much more intense situations several times.

“Let’s eat. The food will get cold.”

“Let’s do that.”

Since the business was finished, afterwards there was only ordinary conversation with no nutritional value before it ended.

“I’ll send someone separately or write a letter about the detailed schedule and timing.”

“Yes, please get in.”

“Thank you so much once again. Haha!”

General Chelsa climbed into the carriage in high spirits, as if he’d had a drink.

I felt quite uncomfortable, as if I had done too much of a favor for someone else.

‘Maybe I shouldn’t have offered to do it.’

Honestly, about 2 weeks is within the safe zone so it’s fine, but I think I was too scared because of what I’d been through.

“Well, it’s good to be safe.”

And an opportunity to give a speech to officer candidates who include nobility?

This could be seen as a chance to raise the family’s reputation.

‘Since it’s vacation time, maybe I’ll wear the clothes Marco gave me.’

Of course, if they tell me to wear military uniform, I can’t help it, but if not, wouldn’t this be another promotional opportunity?

He works so hard, so even if he can’t go to banquets, I need to pay attention to things like this.

“It seems like it could be quite fun too.”

Isn’t this going to the place where I was sitting just a year ago?

For some reason, I was looking forward to it a little.

* * *

“Hmm, we lay them down here for treatment.”

It had been a week since the ambulance carriage design team was formed.

The first blueprint was completed much faster than expected, and a prototype was made.

“How is it?”

Walden, who had entered the carriage with me, looked at me and asked.

“It’s not bad, but doesn’t the traffic flow seem too inconvenient?”

“Traffic flow, you mean?”

“Yeah, and looking at it now, the bed is too big. In my opinion, even if not half this size, two-thirds would be sufficient.”

An ambulance carriage isn’t a place for sleeping, is it?

The bed size just needs to be enough for one person to lie down properly.

“You’re absolutely right when I think about it. I’ll modify this.”

Walden checked the bed section on the blueprint.

“And the bunk bed seems somewhat ambiguous.”

Two bunk beds installed as fixtures in the carriage.

Originally, this was planned with the idea of maximizing personnel capacity.

But after setting it up, climbing up looked too difficult.

‘Especially during war, leg injuries are really common, so considering that…’

The actual probability of use would have to be considered extremely low.

“Let’s remove this bunk bed and change it to single level.”

“Then the capacity gets cut in half.”

“That’s true, but.”

Just two people.

A number I’m quite dissatisfied with.

‘Should I extend the carriage length a bit?’

But then again, that would create shortcomings in mobility.

“Hmm…”

I was racking my brain to somehow find a solution.

Walden, who was beside me, casually threw out a comment.

“But do they necessarily have to lie down?”

“Huh…?”

“I haven’t been to war myself, but looking at hospitals, don’t patients wait just fine while sitting?”

He spoke as if he didn’t quite understand.

But listening to it, he had a point.

‘Right, why was I trying so hard to make them lie down?’

In fact, unless they’re completely unconscious, there’s no reason they must lie down.

“If we put chairs on the left line, could we fit about three?”

“Yes, I think so.”

“And put one bed on the right. This should work.”

The capacity of four people had returned.

Now I felt a little more at ease.

‘Right, two people is ridiculous.’

Of course, we need to make this and look at it again.

Problems that weren’t felt in the design might be revealed.

“Are the medical instruments installed here everything?”

“Yes, first we’ve fixed luminous magical devices mainly used in hospitals to the ceiling, and for effective use in hemostasis…”

The explanation continued.

Walden’s medical license, which had definitely been just a paper qualification until recently, was showing off quite plausible knowledge.

‘Just how much did he study in such a short time?’

I had seen his desk recently.

I confirmed there were over ten specialized books he had looked through.

“Okay, it seems like you’ve prepared well.”

There wasn’t anything particularly concerning to my eyes.

“Let’s modify this once and then call the medical officers to get feedback.”

“Understood.”

Things were going much more smoothly than expected, making me feel lighter.

‘Smart people really are different.’

There’s a reason why wages differ so drastically from person to person.

“Just hang in there a little more. Eat whatever you want anytime and charge the expenses.”

I’m willing to pay even if they eat omakase for three meals a day.

Though it’s not my money, of course.

“Yes, but I heard the clothes were a huge hit. Congratulations!”

“Ah… yeah, thanks.”

Walden’s unexpected congratulations hit me.

It was definitely good news, but it wasn’t easy to answer with a smile.

‘It was a hit alright. A huge hit.’

Sold out in one day right after launch.

For reference, we didn’t prepare few clothes either.

But they all sold out anyway, and I hear they’re still selling as fast as they’re made.

‘The price is really interesting when you look at it again.’

47 gold.

It’s definitely luxury pricing, but commoners living in the capital could challenge it even if their backs bend.

With the war boom on top of that, everyone’s just going crazy and buying them.

Like those padded jackets that were once all the rage in South Korea.

‘Is this right? I really don’t know.’

As a merchant, it should be enough if sales are good.

But this feels like using trends to rob even poor people’s wallets.

‘But I didn’t threaten anyone with a knife to buy it, did I?’

Nobody says anything if you don’t have the clothes.

Everything is the consumer’s judgment.

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