I Became an Officer in Another World in Just 5 Minutes - Chapter 72

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Episode 72

 

“I’ll be careful.”

 

-Right, you’re older now so you’ll be cautious even without me saying it. Contact me when it’s complete. I’ll organize personnel and send them over.

 

“Understood. And thank you for your concern.”

 

A few seconds of silence followed Lieutenant Orpia’s words.

 

-I brought you here, so I have to take responsibility. What else can I do? Keep up the good work.

 

“Yes! Loyalty!”

 

With Lieutenant Orpia’s salute, the communication device cut off.

 

“Phew.”

 

The basement fell quiet again as the sound of conversation disappeared.

 

Lieutenant Orpia placed her hand on the restored magical tool.

 

“Terrible bastards.”

 

She felt nauseous every time she looked at each circuit.

 

“I can never forgive you people.”

 

Swish.

 

She moved both hands behind her hair and undid the buttons of the eyepatch that was fastened there.

 

As it naturally came off, her right eye was revealed.

 

It’s known that she lost her eye to an enemy attack, but the truth is different.

 

“Ugh.”

 

A blue eye more beautiful than anything else.

 

But despite its beauty, she bit her lips tightly in pain.

 

“Let’s finish this quickly.”

 

Enduring the pain, she stared at the restored magical tool with her blue eye.

 

Her eye trembled violently as soon as she focused on the circuit.

 

The reason is simple.

 

Her right eye is a magical tool with circuits engraved in it.

 

“Aaaahhh!!!”

 

Orpia screamed in agony as the circuit’s contents were forcibly imprinted into her brain through her eye.

 

30 seconds, 1 minute, 3 minutes passed like that.

 

It seemed like a short time, but for her, one second felt like a year.

 

“Phew.”

 

Having absorbed all the important information into her mind, Orpia barely managed to cover her eye with the eyepatch just before losing consciousness.

 

“No matter how many times I do this, I can’t get used to it.”

 

She let out a deep breath and swept her hair back.

 

“How on earth did I live in the old days?”

 

She frowned and began working with the information she had just acquired.

 

*    *    *

 

“At this national council meeting, the Minister of Finance selected our Oclo Trading Guild as a guild to be emulated. What wonderful news this is. Haha!”

 

Broad Oclo laughed more brightly than anyone else in the gathering with his retainers.

 

It might seem trivial to be happy about such a thing, but the power of the Minister of Finance’s words is said to be second only to the Emperor’s.

 

“Congratulations! This truly seems like the golden age of our family.”

 

“If things continue like this, our sales will increase by 35 percent compared to last year, so we have nothing to fear.”

 

This dining hall is probably the most joyful place in the entire Empire right now.

 

“Still, since we’re at war, everyone be careful with your words and actions outside.”

 

“Of course. I’m constantly warning the employees to be careful and then careful again.”

 

Broad nodded with satisfaction and raised his glass.

 

“It’s sad that our youngest, who led this prosperity, can’t be here with us.”

 

“Isn’t the young master currently with the 7th Division?”

 

“That’s what I heard. It seems there are problems there again recently, so His Majesty the Emperor dispatched our youngest. I wonder if he’s working too hard.”

 

Though his words sounded worried, his expression was beaming with joy.

 

“Outstanding talent is bound to be busy, isn’t it? Already promoted to Captain! Wow! Very reassuring!”

 

Probably no one here doesn’t know that Paran’s promotion means the Oclo Trading Guild’s promotion as well.

 

“Yes, very reassuring indeed. He’s a treasure! A treasure!”

 

As the drinks went down one by one, Broad’s voice gradually grew louder.

 

“Come to think of it, eldest son, did you learn a lot while you were there?”

 

Broad asked Tems Oclo, who had been sitting quietly as a mouse on one side of the table.

 

“Yes, I worked hard to support them so there would be no problems with meals even during the war.”

 

“Good, instead of being jealous just because he’s your younger brother, you went there to learn and help, which looks good.”

 

At Broad’s words, Tems’s forehead wrinkled slightly.

 

The usual Broad might have noticed, but in his current state, he was busy saying what he wanted to say.

 

“The youngest will inherit the family, so you’ll have to stay and help, won’t you? You know that going out would just be hardship. Isn’t that right?”

 

Broad’s question demanded a predetermined answer.

 

No matter how much he didn’t want to say it, Broad was his father and family head, so he had no choice but to play along.

 

Crack.

 

Tems ground his teeth quietly and opened his mouth with difficulty.

 

“That’s right, Father.”

 

The people sitting on either side noticed Tems’s current state but didn’t mention it separately.

 

Getting involved in succession fights never leads to good outcomes, as proven by the long history of the Oclo Family.

 

“Good, now that you’ve realized it, my heart feels light. Continue to help a lot and let’s create a better future together.”

 

“Yes…”

 

The endless stream of words made it hard for him to maintain his sanity.

 

Finally, Tems couldn’t bear it and quietly stood up from his seat.

 

“I ate something wrong and my stomach hurts a bit, so I’ll excuse myself first.”

 

Tems left the dining hall immediately without waiting for an answer.

 

Where he was heading was naturally not the bathroom but his own room on the second floor.

 

Crash!

 

Unbearable rage.

 

Normally he would have thrown things, but perhaps this had crossed the limit.

 

He was rather calm as if nothing had happened.

 

No, to be precise, his mind had completely snapped.

 

“Ha! Me help whom? Me, who should become the owner of the guild?”

 

A destiny determined from birth.

 

To Tems, his father seemed like a madman for trying to take everything away just because he didn’t go to the military once.

 

“If the old man is going to age, he should do it gracefully. Saying he’ll pass the succession to that bastard?”

 

Sitting in his chair, he picked up the report he had received from the information guild yesterday.

 

<Investigation Results>

 

-Raito Guild is a non-existent guild with no registration records or activity records.

 

-The person named Norban also has people with the same name, but they all look different.

 

-The assassins’ identities are difficult to confirm, but considering the guild matter comprehensively, it’s judged to be fraud.

 

“Shit.”

 

An investigation into those bastards who scammed him with a large sum of money and disappeared.

 

He thought something would turn up, but what came back was useless information.

 

“So guys who weren’t even assassins played games with me?! Ha! I’m just pathetic.”

 

Rip!

 

Feeling like the whole world was looking down on him, Tems tore the paper in his hands to shreds and threw it on the floor.

 

“That’s enough. I don’t need any of it. I was a fool for trying to leave it to others.”

 

Tems stood up, his expression becoming peaceful again as if he had reached enlightenment.

 

“If that bastard just dies, everything ends, so there’s no need to go around in circles.”

 

As if he had decided on something, he left his room.

 

*    *    *

 

“Hyaap!”

 

In the evening after sunset, I positioned myself in one corner of the training ground and swung my sword through the air.

 

“Hyaap! Hap!”

 

Whoosh! Whoosh!

 

With strong battle cries, my sword moved through the air, cutting through the wind, and the results weren’t too bad.

 

[Calculating swordsmanship score]

 

.

 

[71 points]

 

[Now it’s starting to look decent.]

 

“It’s really improved a lot.”

 

It feels like just yesterday I was getting cursed at for scoring 0 points, but time really does fly, doesn’t it.

 

‘Time in the military is supposed to pass slowly though.’

 

Unlike when I was a soldier, this has no set end date, and with work constantly piling up, I don’t even have time to catch my breath.

 

[Would you like to check the detailed evaluation?]

 

“Yes.”

 

The annoying system message that asks every time even though I always check it.

 

I mechanically nodded and answered, then checked the evaluation.

 

<Training Evaluation>

 

-High completion of movements, but there’s an unnatural part when transitioning from the 11th to 12th movement.

 

-Too much force is applied at the end of the movements.

 

Comment: To reach the 80s, you need to understand swordsmanship itself and know how to put meaning into it. If you’re thinking more seriously about this, I recommend face-to-face lessons.

 

[A discount event begins for you who have shown remarkable achievement.]

 

[Check the swordsmanship catalog.]

 

As my score increased, the feedback became more detailed.

 

“I did think I made a small mistake, but it’s uncanny.”

 

No matter how desperately I try to cover it up, it seems I can’t fool the system’s eyes.

 

“More importantly, a discount event?”

 

As a South Korean, I couldn’t resist a discount, so I opened the swordsmanship catalog.

 

<Hamus Swordsmanship>

 

Progress: 71%

 

Basic Lessons – Free

 

Face-to-face Lessons (Instructor: Hamus) – 5p per hour -> 4p [23:58:31]

 

“20 percent off, that’s not bad?”

 

This isn’t the kind where they inflate the original price then discount it – this is a genuine discount.

 

‘My wallet is pretty empty because of potions, but should I try it once?’

 

I can’t help but feel like I’m falling for some sales tactics, but I’ve been curious about it anyway.

 

“Since we’re talking about it, I guess I could do it right now?”

 

I haven’t been training for long, so I still have energy left.

 

[You have applied for face-to-face lessons.]

 

[Please set the purchase time.]

 

“Time, huh. Let me try about two hours for now.”

 

One hour would likely result in the disappointment of having to stop midway.

 

[You have purchased 2 hours (8p). If canceled during the lesson, remaining time will be forfeited.]

 

“So I can’t stockpile them then.”

 

I was thinking of buying and hoarding them if they turned out to be good, but these guys are smart indeed.

 

[Time in the Dimensional Room flows 2 times slower than reality.]

 

[You have obtained temporary access to the Dimensional Room.]

 

System messages full of incomprehensible words.

 

Since this isn’t a one or two-day thing, I slowly reread and interpreted the sentences.

 

And the conclusion I reached was.

 

‘So what am I supposed to do with this?’

 

It says I’ve obtained access, but there’s no instruction manual, just question marks everywhere.

 

“Isn’t this a bit too unfriendly.”

 

While I was searching through various parts of the system.

 

A message popped up belatedly.

 

[Would you like to apply for the class?]

 

“Yes, I said I’m taking it.”

 

Feeling slightly frustrated, I spoke to the system.

 

And it immediately got to work.

 

[Lesson request sent to instructor.]

 

[Instructor has accepted the lesson.]

 

[Please close your eyes in a safe place within 10 minutes.]

 

[If you fail to do so, you will be marked absent and your purchased lesson will be forfeited.]

 

“What…?”

 

The system suddenly telling me to close my eyes.

 

That alone was confusing enough, but there was even a time limit.

 

‘Damn it, couldn’t you explain this stuff beforehand?’

 

I already know from multiple experiences that appealing to this thing won’t change anything.

 

What I can do right now is just follow its instructions.

 

‘Should I lie down right here? No, that would definitely cause a commotion.’

 

Even during evening hours, it’s not like there are absolutely no soldiers coming and going from the training ground.

 

‘Let’s go to the Company Commander’s office.’

 

Since 10 minutes isn’t that short, I arrived at the Company Commander’s office with 4 minutes to spare.

 

‘No one will come looking for me, right?’

 

Just in case, I locked the door to the Company Commander’s office and lay down on the sofa.

 

“So I just close my eyes like this?”

 

Just in case, I closed my eyes with the intention of actually falling asleep.

 

Not long after, as if I was dreaming, my consciousness moved to another place.

 

[You have entered the Dimensional Room.]

 

[1:59:59]

 

“What is this place?”

 

Feeling that the space had changed, I opened my eyes that I had closed, and a system message and unfamiliar scenery entered my view.

 

‘It feels kind of like a kendo hall.’

 

Wooden floors and training dummies placed here and there.

 

At least I liked that it was clean.

 

“Is it you? The one who wants to learn swordsmanship from me?”

 

While I was looking around the space, a man’s voice came from behind me.

 

“Y-yes, yes!”

 

When I turned my head, I saw a young handsome man.

 

He was sitting cross-legged on the floor, picking his ear as if the world was bothersome.

 

“It’s not bad being chosen after a long time. No, actually. Tsk.”

 

I could tell just from his expression.

 

Right now, he wasn’t very enthusiastic about coming out to this place.

 

‘Wait, you’re supposed to be an instructor. Shouldn’t you have some intention of teaching?’

 

It’s maddening that two hours of time is melting away on useless things.

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