I Became an Officer in Another World in Just 5 Minutes - Chapter 49

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Episode 49

 

“Do you really think those are fair terms right now?”

 

Military food supply is currently a solid market, no different from a goose that lays golden eggs.

 

Plus the high scalability.

 

Anyone could see it was a loss.

 

“You’re free to refuse. But I’m curious what you’ll be able to take away if things stay as they are.”

 

“This insolent bastard.”

 

“Haha, my apologies if I was rude. I only said it out of concern.”

 

Tems barely controlled his anger and put his mind to work.

 

‘I have no idea what they’re thinking by doing this, but there’s no one else besides these guys.’

 

And thinking about it differently, there’s usually a reason why others don’t do something.

 

‘If I assassinate that bastard Paran, will these guys really be safe?’

 

No matter how confident they were in their skills, avoiding the Intelligence Agency’s network spread throughout the Empire was impossible.

 

Then they’d eventually be caught and executed, and naturally today’s promise would disappear too.

 

“Since you’re willing to do what everyone else refuses, I suppose giving that much is appropriate. I accept the proposal.”

 

“Hehe, you’ve made a wise decision. Then let’s draw up a contract.”

 

“What? Are you saying you don’t trust me now?”

 

“You never know how human affairs might turn out.”

 

“If the assassination fails and the contract facts are revealed, won’t I suffer damage too.”

 

“That won’t happen.”

 

The man opened the box he’d brought and took out luxuriously sealed paper.

 

<Besinia Official Contract>

 

“Quite thorough preparation.”

 

“It might not be much to you, young master, but this is a matter of life and death for me, so isn’t it natural?”

 

Besinia Official Contract.

 

A product operated by Besinia, an underworld organization with power rivaling a kingdom, that accepts and stores any dirty contract.

 

And if contract violation is confirmed, there’s even the benefit of being able to use Besinia’s assassins at a discount.

 

Normally they would have been crushed immediately, but this business was possible because they were an organization that moved like eels even against the Empire.

 

“Additionally, we’d be grateful if you could place one of our guild members in the trading company. It will take time to learn the business.”

 

“That much is fine.”

 

Since it wasn’t particularly difficult, Tems readily nodded and stamped his seal on the contract.

 

“Is this good enough?”

 

“An excellent choice.”

 

“The job needs to be done properly.”

 

“Of course. As written in the contract, within 60 days Paran Oclo will no longer be a person of this world.”

 

“I’m looking forward to it.”

 

Tems extended his hand first, and the man grasped it as they shared a brief handshake.

 

“By the way, what did you say your name was?”

 

“Pet… no, Norban.”

 

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“Company commander, we’ve finished preparing meals for the night shift workers too.”

 

“Good work. Go ahead and clock out.”

 

Sergeant Colton reported that the supply company’s daily work was finished and left the control room.

 

“I should head home soon too.”

 

Current time: 7 PM, a time when I should have left work long ago.

 

The reason for overtime was naturally the excessive workload. Especially severe these days.

 

“Why are there so many plans they want me to establish.”

 

When cooking facilities are destroyed, when going on expeditions, when there are problems with food materials, etc.

 

I’m establishing all kinds of plans to the point where I might become a simulation expert at this rate.

 

‘Still, it’s fortunate that the director has experience as a supply company commander.’

 

Without her small bits of help, I probably would have had to work weekends too.

 

“Seriously, this damn job. I’m sick of it, sick of it.”

 

I grabbed the coat I’d taken off, put it on, and left the building.

 

‘Hm?’

 

It was a time when everyone should have gone home to rest, but two people were swinging swords on the training ground in front of headquarters.

 

‘Training even after work hours? That’s impressive. Who is it?’

 

Since the support battalion isn’t a department that participates directly in combat, we hardly conduct combat training.

 

Yet they’re staying behind to voluntarily train?

 

‘As an officer, I can’t just pass this by.’

 

I headed down to the training ground to check their names and give them some kind of gift when I came to work tomorrow.

 

Walking with light steps, the distance gradually closed.

 

The dot-like outlines of the two began to become clear, and naturally my walking pace slowed down too.

 

‘Why is that guy… here.’

 

One of the two people crossing swords was Derick, my younger brother whom I knew all too well.

 

“Hup!”

 

Clang!

 

Derick’s sword swung fiercely through the air.

 

It was an attack I could never have blocked, but the man standing opposite him defended against it as if it were nothing.

 

“Hup! Haaah!”

 

Clang! Clang! Clang!

 

Not ending with just one strike, Derick’s attacks continued.

 

It was an admirable level, but honestly what caught my eye more was the man defending.

 

‘How can he be so peaceful…?’

 

The level at which he deflected or blocked every attack without showing any signs of strain felt beautiful beyond amazing.

 

‘Mm, okay. Confirmed. Let’s get out of here.’

 

Since it was all too obvious what future would unfold when that sparring ended, I hurriedly turned around.

 

Just as I was about to step away.

 

Damn it, Derick created distance and ended the sparring.

 

“Hyung! Are you done with work?”

 

Derick called out to me with the brightest voice in the world.

 

Escaping from him with his animal-like vision seemed impossible.

 

“Uh… yeah, just finished work and was about to head home.”

 

“I was waiting for you, so this is perfect. Let’s train together. Today I brought someone who wanted to see you, hyung.”

 

Does our lovely younger brother not know the meaning of the word ‘going home’?

 

It’s been more than a day or two now, so I don’t even have the energy to say anything.

 

‘More importantly, who is it.’

 

At face value, he appeared to be roughly in his early thirties.

 

‘But what’s with that body.’

 

His shoulders looked twice as wide as mine, just a monster…

 

“Nice to meet you. I’m Lieutenant Garen, 1st Company Commander of the 107th Battalion.”

 

“Attention! I’m Lieutenant Paran Oclo, Supply Company Commander!”

 

As soon as I heard his rank and name, I stopped thinking and saluted without a second’s hesitation.

 

‘No, Derick. Why did you bring such a high-ranking superior!’

 

Only units under Special Operations Command can have battalion names composed purely of numbers.

 

“This guy keeps running to the support battalion every time training ends, so I got curious and followed him. If it’s inconvenient…”

 

“N-not at all! Why would I be inconvenient! I’ve always admired Special Forces members, so it’s an honor to meet you directly like this.”

 

“Then that’s fortunate. Go ahead and train with Lieutenant Derick as usual. I’ll do my personal training too.”

 

At the lieutenant’s words, I almost unconsciously grabbed the back of my neck.

 

‘Damn it, training after all.’

 

There’s one thing I’ve recently realized: if you can’t avoid it, resign yourself to it.

 

“I… I understand.”

 

“Great! Hyung! Then shall we start with physical conditioning as usual?”

 

Derick looked absolutely delighted.

 

But I knew better.

 

I knew what kind of devil lived behind that expression, and just how bizarre and wicked this so-called physical conditioning training really was.

 

Swoosh! Swoosh! Whiiish…

 

“Hyung! A little harder. What are you doing already losing strength!”

 

Torture disguised as training—repeating slashing, thrusting, and blocking motions with a wooden sword that weighed the same as a real blade.

 

I heard this was a traditional training method of the Rahila Count Family.

 

“Your sword is getting sloppy again. Hyung! Focus! Focus!”

 

“Urgh!”

 

Naturally, as my stamina drained, the tip of my sword would lose its sharpness, but Derick absolutely refused to let that slide.

 

‘Save me.’

 

With every swing of the sword, I gasped for breath and my muscles screamed in agony.

 

‘Am I going to die like this?’

 

But Derick was a skilled torturer who knew that boundary line like a ghost.

 

“Stop. Let’s rest for 10 minutes.”

 

Thud.

 

As if Derick’s words were a signal, the strength left my legs and I collapsed right there.

 

“By the way, hyung, do you do any additional exercise besides what you do with me?”

 

“Hah…! Hah…! What are you talking about?”

 

When the joy of life is lying in bed after work, exercise?

 

The only exception is when the soldiers take pity on me being alone and include me in their foot volleyball parties.

 

“You definitely lasted almost 5 minutes longer than when we did this two days ago. There’s no way stamina can increase this much all at once.”

 

“I lasted… hah…! longer?”

 

Since I just swung the sword unconsciously without any sense of time, this was something I hadn’t thought about at all.

 

‘Could it be because of that potion?’

 

There’s no way the results of all my training until now would apply overnight, and my condition isn’t particularly good today either.

 

“Yes. Hyung, you weren’t by any chance hiding your strength all this time, were you?”

 

“No way! What would I gain from that?”

 

I quickly denied it since the intensity of training would definitely increase the moment I came under suspicion.

 

“Really? Hmm.”

 

“Come on, it seems like your stamina has recovered, so let’s go again!”

 

To somehow erase his suspicion, I grabbed the wooden sword first and got up from my spot.

 

And so more torture… no, training.

 

More training.

 

It continued until evening when the sun had completely set, and the end was always the same—a sparring match with Derick.

 

‘Sparring after draining all my strength, this family is really ruthless.’

 

They say it’s to learn how to win in extreme situations, but from my perspective, it’s just torture, squeezing out every last drop.

 

‘More importantly, that guy is quiet.’

 

The Special Forces hyung who was really focused on his personal training.

 

Fortunately, he doesn’t seem interested in me.

 

‘Right, that’s normal. What’s so great about me anyway?’

 

Everyone else is the weird ones.

 

“Hyung, come in when you’re ready.”

 

“Alright.”

 

I gathered what little strength I had left and gripped the sword tighter in my hand.

 

‘Today I’m going to land at least one hit.’

 

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“Hah!”

 

Lieutenant Garen was conducting personal training in one corner of the training ground.

 

From a distance, he appeared to be focused on training, but in reality, his attention was completely stolen by Paran Oclo.

 

‘Can a human grow like that? What an absurd talent.’

 

At first, he thought he was just ordinary—honestly speaking, below average.

 

But after the first round ended and the second round began after a break, Garen’s thoughts changed.

 

‘The possibility he’s hiding his skills? No, that’s not it. Anyone can see he’s giving his all.’

 

Then he really was growing.

 

Lieutenant Garen had seen countless geniuses, but this was on a different level.

 

‘There was a reason that guy Derick comes here every day. If someone grows like that, it would be satisfying to teach them.’

 

He had followed them thinking he’d have a word if they were going somewhere strange, but Lieutenant Garen himself had become interested.

 

“Hyung, come in when you’re ready.”

 

“Alright.”

 

The sparring match that began after exhausting all their strength.

 

Garen stopped his training and turned his body completely around.

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