I Became an Officer in Another World in Just 5 Minutes - Chapter 67

—————
This chapter was translated by Lunox Team. To support us and help keep this series going, visit our website: LunoxScans.com
—————

Episode 67

 

“I guess this is all I can find out for now.”

 

Swish.

 

I drew my sword from its sheath and brought it to the goblin’s neck.

 

Just as I was about to stab it in one swift motion to send it off without pain, a sudden realization struck me.

 

‘Hypnosis eventually wears off, doesn’t it.’

 

What is hypnosis in the dictionary sense?

 

It’s putting someone under suggestion to make them lose their senses.

 

And if my understanding is correct, hypnosis wears off unless you keep reapplying it continuously.

 

Why do I know this so well?

 

‘I saw it on a variety show. A variety show.’

 

You know, those shows where celebrities go to the hospital and receive hypnotherapy.

 

That’s where I learned this knowledge.

 

‘But I need to take this guy back to the company.’

 

The goblin under hypnosis, drooling uncontrollably.

 

An extremely hideous visual that I no longer want to hold onto.

 

‘Hmm, yes. Let’s do that.’

 

“Deputy Company Commander.”

 

After much deliberation, I called out to Lieutenant Aisa who had been watching me from a step behind.

 

“Yes.”

 

“Take care of this guy and let’s return to the company. We’ll lock him up in an enclosed space there.”

 

“You want me to?”

 

Her expression seemed to ask if I was telling her to touch that filthy thing.

 

Though my conscience was greatly pricked, I nodded.

 

“Yeah, it’s a very important matter, so please do me this favor.”

 

It is an important matter, so it’s not a lie.

 

‘This is how you grow – by getting bossed around and handling all the dirty work.’

 

Didn’t I also suffer terribly under Eden?

 

Compared to that, this is still angelic. Angelic.

 

“I… I understand.”

 

Since she had no grounds to refuse from her position, she grimaced and took over the goblin.

 

“Ugh.”

 

The moment she grabbed the rope binding the goblin, thick saliva stuck to her hands.

 

If I watch any more of this, I’ll become trash, so let’s stop looking.

 

*    *    *

 

“A goblin horde just came down from the battalion where Captain Paran Oclo was just assigned.”

 

Captain Remin reported to Lieutenant Orpia, who was leisurely sitting and drinking tea.

 

“He’ll have a rough time from day one.”

 

“Since the numbers are small, there shouldn’t be any particular trouble. As long as he doesn’t do anything stupid.”

 

“You don’t seem to have faith in him?”

 

“I’m not sure if it’s right to entrust such an important place to an agent who just became official. Forget gathering intelligence, he’ll have trouble even stopping monsters.”

 

Paran Oclo, who is walking an amazingly fast path of promotion.

 

While most commanders above give Paran high marks for his abilities, officers in similar positions think somewhat differently.

 

“Is that so?”

 

“Someone who lived just receiving what Lieutenant Eden spoon-fed him – what could he possibly know? I don’t understand why they’re already giving him captain rank for that. It doesn’t make sense.”

 

Captain Remin vented his inner thoughts as if frustrated.

 

Whenever he thought of Paran Oclo, he felt extremely suffocated as if something was stuck in his chest.

 

“It took me 4 years to get captain rank, but that guy – I’m so frustrated I can’t sleep.”

 

A voice dripping with sincerity.

 

Lieutenant Orpia’s reaction after hearing the whole story was nothing special.

 

“Tell me about the biggest thing you accomplished during your 4 years in the Intelligence Agency, Captain.”

 

“Pardon?”

 

“You said you’re frustrated. Go ahead and tell me.”

 

Perhaps because of the unexpected reaction.

 

Captain Remin couldn’t speak properly.

 

“Nothing? There wouldn’t be. If you had accomplished something noteworthy, you wouldn’t have taken the full time to get your captain rank.”

 

Lieutenant Orpia set down the teacup she was holding onto the table.

 

“Am I wrong?”

 

A brief question.

 

No additional answer came from Captain Remin, who hung his head in shame.

 

“You can be jealous and envious. But keep those thoughts to yourself. I don’t particularly want to receive those emotions of yours.”

 

“I’m… I’m sorry.”

 

Even with just one glaring eye, it was enough to pressure him.

 

“I was viewing you not unfavorably, but I’m a bit disappointed. Go back to your post and focus on your work.”

 

“Yes…”

 

Captain Remin with a rigidly hardened expression.

 

He returned to his post feeling desperate emotions as if he had received a death sentence.

 

“Why is the atmosphere so down? Is everyone tired?”

 

At Lieutenant Orpia’s words, the other Intelligence Agency agents who had been silent as mice forced their expressions to brighten.

 

“Ha… haha, no ma’am.”

 

“I have something to check, so I’ll step outside briefly.”

 

An artificial atmosphere.

 

Lieutenant Orpia didn’t particularly mind and shifted her gaze to the report she had been reading.

 

‘I wonder if he’ll be able to find any clues.’

 

Paran Oclo, who recently became an official member of the Intelligence Agency.

 

He doesn’t seem to know about the attention being focused on him, but Paran is currently the most talked-about person in the Intelligence Agency.

 

‘If he achieves results on his own this time, he’ll make a big leap, but if not, it’ll become difficult.’

 

Lieutenant Orpia has witnessed many times how success brings great rewards, but failure brings hyenas who were waiting for opportunities to pounce.

 

“Eden really has a bad personality.”

 

Eden, who threw her newly official agent subordinate into the field and left without looking back.

 

Though he learned everything from her, Lieutenant Orpia doesn’t think that way.

 

“I was really good to him, poor Captain Paran.”

 

At Lieutenant Orpia’s muttering, the few who knew the truth held their breath.

 

*    *    *

 

“Kiiiii…”

 

The day after the capture.

 

After lunch, I stopped by the warehouse where the goblin was confined.

 

“Still out of it.”

 

I don’t even need to use points to know.

 

That the guy is still under hypnosis.

 

“What are you expecting to observe?”

 

Lieutenant Aisa, who came with me, asked from beside me.

 

“Just waiting for it to come to its senses.”

 

“Come to its senses?”

 

“These guys aren’t normally this stupid. I’m waiting because I think it’ll return to normal if left alone.”

 

Since I’m explaining while leaving out the important parts, it does sound a bit strange.

 

But what can I do?

 

I can’t tell them that these guys are under hypnosis without any evidence.

 

“That’s a new approach.”

 

“We would have already tried all the conventional methods. There’s no need to waste time unnecessarily.”

 

I picked up a long wooden stick lying on the floor and lifted the guy’s chin to take a look.

 

“Kiii…”

 

Drool streaming down its face.

 

Aisa, who was standing nearby, frowned as if remembering what happened yesterday.

 

“Should we try feeding it some food?”

 

Originally, it needs to eat to build immunity and gain the strength to resist…

 

‘This is more logical than I thought.’

 

Honestly, I was just spouting nonsense, but looking at it again, there’s actually some logic and science to it.

 

“Could you bring some meat to feed this friend?”

 

“What…? Are you serious?”

 

Even from my perspective, it’s a rather absurd and confusing order.

 

“If we’re going to keep observing it, we need to feed it something. Do goblins eat raw meat?”

 

Based on the typical image, it would seem like they eat raw meat, but that could be a fallacy of incorrect generalization.

 

“Just in case, cook it before bringing it.”

 

Since this is a precious specimen we caught, I need to eliminate any potential variables.

 

“Cooked… I understand. Should I only bring meat?”

 

“Hmm.”

 

I pondered her question for a moment.

 

‘Is there anything else I could try?’

 

I thought about feeding it some french fries for fun, but unfortunately, french fries haven’t spread to this place yet.

 

“Oh, right. Do we have peppers?”

 

“Peppers, you mean? Uh… probably.”

 

Since she’s not the Mess Sergeant, it was natural that her answer lacked certainty.

 

“Then bring some peppers on your way back too. The spiciest ones possible.”

 

“May I ask why?”

 

Lieutenant Aisa asked cautiously.

 

I answered her question with a slightly sheepish expression.

 

“Well, I just thought maybe eating something spicy would snap it back to consciousness.”

 

“Ah…”

 

Aisa let out a sigh.

 

Her gaze was, how should I put it, looking at me like I was insane.

 

*    *    *

 

“Director, Duke Abiel just reported that His Majesty the Emperor has approved the level of funding support we were aiming for.”

 

“Kukukuk, finally! Finally our achievements will see the light!”

 

A room that could be called a complete mess.

 

But even there, there was order, and the room’s owner, Gobel, clenched his fist while letting out a spine-chilling laugh.

 

“Congratulations indeed.”

 

“The world will kneel before my genius. Kukukuk! Kukukukukuk!”

 

Though it sounded quite embarrassing, he was more serious than anyone.

 

“Shall we start right away?”

 

“No, there’s some danger in the current state. Let’s improve just a few parts. We have plenty of time.”

 

“Understood.”

 

“Three months? No, two months and the entire continent will know my name. Everyone who looked down on me, everyone who called me an idiot – me, Gobel!”

 

“Y…yes, that’s right.”

 

The researcher’s resistance to embarrassment was starting to run low.

 

“You can go. I need to focus on research again now.”

 

“Yes! Keep up the good work!”

 

The researcher left the room, and Gobel sat down and picked up his pen.

 

“Ah, beautiful. So beautiful.”

 

Magic circuits filling a desk large enough for a person to lie on.

 

Unlike his chuunibyou-like behavior, his abilities were real.

 

“Just wait a little, just a little longer. I’ll blow off your heads along with this work of art.”

 

Incidentally, the target of Gobel’s hatred isn’t the Raikhan Empire.

 

He’s just working with them to receive massive funding; his ultimate goal is his own ally, the Adits Empire.

 

To be more precise, it’s the Magic Circuit Association that expelled him and his alma mater, Beluart Academy.

 

“Kukukuk! Kukuk! Kuhahahaha!!!”

 

Thinking he was almost there, he couldn’t contain his laughter as he carefully worked on the magic circuits.

 

Massive circuits that would ruin everything with even the slightest mistake.

 

Despite his raging emotions, there were no errors in his touch or calculations.

 

“Today I should go out and do some charity for those bastards who will soon meet their doom.”

 

Though he said that, once Gobel started concentrating, he didn’t come out of the research lab until two days had passed.

 

*    *    *

 

“So, they say there are magic tools that can put people to sleep, but there are no magic tools that can manipulate the mind as you mentioned.”

 

“Is development possible though?”

 

“I looked into records of similar research conducted under Imperial leadership, but they all failed without achieving any results.”

 

“So it’s not easy.”

 

“Yes, we can’t definitively say it’s impossible, but the probability would be extremely low.”

 

A quite clean report, absolutely excellent.

 

‘Is this the automation that power provides?’

 

There was a reason people were desperate for promotions.

—————
This chapter was translated by Lunox Team. To support us and help keep this series going, visit our website: LunoxScans.com
—————