Chapter 880 – Week 9 Monday (6)
“I would like to ask not the head of the academy, but Marey de Pawen of the Pawen family. What do you think about the Northern Front?”
During a short break after the war game, Colonel Gagarin approached and spoke first. Huge height that appears to be 2 m and broad shoulders. And neatly, no. The slightly short-cut hair made him look a little older than his actual age.
Should I say he is a middle-aged man with a stylish brown beard? I was so nervous that I didn’t have time to see what kind of person he was until the end of the game, but now I was able to observe him closely.
He didn’t seem to care much about the fact that he was defeated by a young boy who was a lot younger than him, and who didn’t even go to a military academy.
“As orcs rarely cross the wall and gunpowder weapons are gradually being deployed, there are many opinions that it should be maintained as is, but I think it is time for more support.”
“… Can I hear your opinion?”
“Just because problems don’t arise doesn’t mean there’s no need to worry, it’s that managing them… Let me correct you. This is due to the preventive subjugation of the defending Northern Army and the continued expansion of the North. Even if the orcs are annihilated, there will still be monsters flooding in from beyond, so no one knows how long the fight will continue.”
Colonel Gagarin nodded as if in agreement.
“It may be impossible now, but when the military becomes able to use radios at the platoon level, the concept of mission-based command, which His Majesty presented in his thesis at Imperial University, will go beyond fighting by relying on barriers.
If that happens, the operation can be carried out with autonomous discretion granted to the units.”
“I also read the recently published paper. Commercialization of walkie-talkies… I’m looking forward to it.”
The contact modification that Labella gave us could be used regardless of location, but the price was so expensive that even considering the academy’s budget, it seemed expensive.
Even with the cell phone that his sex friend, Gavier Sarah, gave him as a gift, it was almost impossible to contact him unless he was in downtown Walter or the capital of the empire.
Although he did not understand the principles of electronic devices, in Marey’s opinion, technologies that could be commercialized or universalized at any time seemed to have developed.
However, seeing that it is released at an absurd price and only nobles can enjoy it, should I say that it seems as if it was intentionally blocked?
“I’d like to talk a little more, but I think this is all the time I have. Princess?”
“… Don’t call me that, Colonel Gagarin.”
Julia answered with a frown, but Colonel Gagarin smiled cutely and got up from her seat.
“Excuse me, Colonel Julia.”
Lieutenant Colonel Gagarin passed by, stroking her beard and nodding to Julia. Julia glanced at Colonel Gagarin with her disapproving eyes and shook her head from side to side.
“Do you know someone?”
“He is my father’s close friend.”
Julia scratched her cheek and blushed. She looked as if her immature uncle had been caught by her friend.
“… Don’t worry, Pawen. Just because he was an acquaintance of mine, he didn’t watch the war games or anything like that. So what kind of commander does he seem to be?”
“Should I say it’s thick? I had a hard time getting it through. There was also some luck with the dice.”
Julia nodded her head in understanding.
“Northern commanders are usually defensive. Especially in the case of Colonel Gagarin. He is a person who would have been in a higher position if he had been born 20 years earlier than now. “If you look at his skills alone, he is a person worthy of being a general.”
Julia reached out her hand and stroked her Marey’s hair. She felt like she was being treated like a child by the female topic, so she felt a surge of tears, but she smiled lightly because her child’s unique desire to be praised was satisfied.
“Now, it is not a defensive war, but a small-scale local battle, and in most cases, it is difficult for us to make achievements from the offensive position, but at least your spear has pierced a person who can be trusted in defensive battles.”
When you join the army, the northern army will try to take you out on them. Julia added briefly.
“Because it’s a penalty, there are a lot of corrections to this and that, but if the conditions were completely equal… “They would have been defeated as the troops were divided in the middle.”
Julia let out a small laugh and slowly lowered her head to whisper in Marey’s ear.
“If I studied only half the time with my twin elf sisters, wouldn’t it be as good as that?”
“Ugh…”
She smiled at Marey, who was looking depressed, and smoothed Marey’s collar. And in a slightly loud voice.
“If you are my student, always pay attention to your clothes.”
He smiled wickedly so that people could focus their attention and only Marey could see.
Originally, the second war game should have already begun, but Colonel Gagarin’s defeat seemed shocking.
The second opponent was scheduled to be decided by drawing lots, but since everyone is procrastinating, it has not yet been decided who will be the second opponent.
Julia leaned her back against the wall as if she were bored and let out a long sigh.
“It’s taking longer than I thought.”
“Southern cowards are like that.”
Several people glared at Julia’s harsh assessment, but no one protested directly.
“… I didn’t expect people to gather like this even though it was an exam. “I thought only professors would come.”
“Originally, it was planned to be like that, but General Pahu seemed to be interested, so he sent a few people to observe.”
Julia let out a long sigh and shook her head from side to side as if she was annoyed.
“Observation?”
“Nominally. Academy director… No, I guess I should call him Governor now. Governor Walter said that observation was boring and suggested a war game.”
Julia took a letter out of her pocket and waved it. Lauren’s seal was stamped in red wax. Seeing Julia holding it out to him as if to read it, Marey carefully took out her letter and read its contents.
It was a simple question about her academic achievement and level. Of course, if you look at what was actually written, it was written without even the slightest hint of politeness, to the point where you couldn’t tell if it was a letter or an order.
“Still, it’s too sudden… “When did the story begin?”
“It’s been quite a while. I wanted to tell you, but he suggested that it would be more fun not to know.”
“Him? “Are you Lauren?”
Julia shook her head. She then patted her lower abdomen. Mare didn’t understand who she was talking about, but she realized who Julia was when she drew something on her lower abdomen that resembled a heart.
It’s Erden’s mom.
It was hard to even get her name out because she might have ears to hear.
“The governor, who had been negative until the end, suddenly gave permission, as if something had blown his way. The specifics were decided less than four days ago.”
What is Lauren thinking? Julia let out a short sigh.
“… Do you have any guesses?”
“I don’t know either.”
They simply wanted to show off their cute and adorable grandson, so they went about their business as usual and punished the middle managers and people in charge, but it is difficult to guess what kind of change of heart occurred on Mareina Julia’s part to make the situation so big. There was no.
“In conclusion, we urgently called someone from the North who could be your opponent. The general was interested, so Colonel Gagarin came. The South… “It seems like they didn’t properly decide who to deal with because they came in a hurry because the North is doing it.”
Julia glanced at the Confederates, who were still discussing who would play war games with Marey de Pawen. None of the guys who could be said to be the main force were visible, and they were all just wandering around without knowing their faces or names.
She seemed to have dragged Colonel Gagarin in with a reasonably similar rank, not knowing that she was sending him from the North. As a bonus, she seemed to avoid Gagarin’s defeat for fear that the young boy who had not even attended a military academy would be labeled as a war game loser.
This is why they are southern savages. Julia tried to suppress the swear words she would spit out as usual.
“… That little Gagarin lost without a trace. “It’s fun.”
Low tone. However, Julia stiffened her body with a beautiful voice that clearly showed that she was a woman. The faculty and soldiers who were buzzing about the war game all fell silent at the sight of the woman standing in front of the table.
She gave off a presence that overwhelmed those around her just by being there. There was silence in the classroom that had been converted into an exam room, as if she had eliminated all sound.
