Chapter 4 – Sequence Summary
Knights lined up in front of my eyes. In other words, when I look at the faces of those who will perform my duties as my subordinates in the future, I sigh.
There really was no opening.
‘Where, there are one or two guys who look useful… ‘
At least, the talents who seem to be in good condition can be counted on one hand with a little bit of a manager, and all the rest are below the level.
In fact, except for the good supply status implied by the well-dressed uniforms and the flab attached to the waist of most of the personnel, it would have been better to pick up the remnants of the front line.
At least if you feed them, change their clothes and give them some decent weapons, they will go out and fight for their lives. I’m not talking about knights, just ordinary soldiers.
Even so, how can you compare the combat power of ordinary soldiers and superhuman knights?
In a battlefield where any means and methods are used, force does not necessarily have absolute value.
It may sound like bullshit, but there are some facts that can only be known by experiencing it yourself.
In my standard, if you can’t handle Auras anyway, it’s much better to be a normal person who listens well and is agile rather than half-superhumans with better physical abilities.
Of course, the knights, composed of well-trained knights, demonstrate destructive fighting power that makes numbers meaningless, as is widely known, but…
At least it didn’t seem like these guys could do that.
“Everyone, salute the sun of the empire that watches over all people!”
“Eternal glory to the Imperial Family! Eternal loyalty to His Majesty the Emperor!”
Look There are hundreds of people, but only that voice comes out.
Besides, everyone’s eyes are blurry, and it seems that even their mental state has been completely ruined…
I don’t know how much effort I’d have to put into fixing them up to something useful.
‘Come to think of it, where is everyone doing what? The survivors must be doing well on their own.’
I know very well that comparing the past and the present is the most stupid thing in the world.
I couldn’t help but think of the faces of my old subordinates who shared life and death together on the battlefield.
“Next, there will be a plaque of appreciation ceremony for the former Knight Commander Pietro de’ Medici, who has not spared ‘various efforts’ for the Black Lion Knights over the past three years.”
By the way, why the hell is the deputy commander holding the inauguration ceremony?
Originally, it would be normal for an administrator to preside at an event like this. It seems that things are going very complicated inside.
Still, it was a meaningful inauguration ceremony, so even if it was a little lacking, I tried to make it as good as possible.
“Thank you so much for your hard work.”
“To think that the cost of all the hard work is just a piece of stone like this. Is there anything else?”
“You really are the same until the very end.”
As I see Koraji getting more and more curious about things, my patience slowly reaches its limit.
“Everyone! Salute to the former Knight Commander!”
“Loyalty! God’s grace dwells on the steps forward!”
The rank and file knights, as well as the commanders, the commanders of the tens and centurions, swayed without a soul like zombies or skeletons and sat down with great spirit.
The small vice-captain is in charge of everything from running the event, directing personnel, and presenting the award ceremony.
To be honest, I have never experienced such an inauguration ceremony as such an idiot.
I want to overturn everything right now, but the reason I’m still holding back is because of the vice-captain who gave me a decent first impression.
How the hell did the former commander manage the unit like this? Or is it that the original rear is all like this?
Or is it that the norms and traditions are a little unusual because they are knights rather than a regular unit?
Of course, that wouldn’t be the case, but seeing how dizzy it was, I felt as if the common sense I had built up until now had been completely denied.
Even though I hadn’t done anything, the deep sense of exhaustion and futility that had already begun to come to me suddenly brought the princess’s calm face to mind.
She was the most beautiful woman I had ever seen in my life. Both the look and the body.
‘What happened to me today. Never forget.’
… Well, I’m not sure about his personality.
Even after being threatened with such a bloody thing, I still want to see you again. Was she really bewitched by her new, unknown, her?
Curiously, when I remembered the princess’s face, her irritation seemed to subside a little.
“The next order will be Sir Pietro, who was the 13th Knight Commander. Please be quiet and listen carefully.”
It’s finally here.
I decided to listen to what the predecessor who had put the Knights in this way would say.
Being from the Medici family, coming from a fairly prestigious family of marquis that immediately comes to mind when you hear the name, you’re so incompetent.
Could it be that he was just a thunderclap running rampant under the protection of his father?
Personally, he’s the type of person I hate the most. Of course, it could be a prejudice, but looking at the coronation, it didn’t seem like that.
Her greasy low face and smirking expression made her dress sloppy.
That such a person was the commander? He could only understand why the Knights didn’t work properly.
“Ah, dear Black Lions. The leader of the knights I’ve seen so far has shared the joys and sorrows with you for a long time…”
However, his resignation itself was surprisingly normal.
It’s not terribly great or moving, but it’s such an ordinary content that there’s no room for flaws.
In short, it was a textbook speech.
“Then, in the next order, Sir Wolfgang, who will be inaugurated as the 14th Commander of the Knights, will have his inaugural address. Everyone please applaud!”
— Clap clap clap!
Applause, it’s needlessly burdensome. As the predecessor’s resignation passed quietly.
— Frown
Sure enough, the vice-captain’s face was full of anticipation as he looked at me and blinked his left eye.
Is it like that on purpose too? I’ll have to warn you not to do that next time.
Since I don’t speak much in the first place, I refined my voice to make it as short and bold as possible.
“Gentlemen, nice to meet you. The name of the main building is Wolfgang of Count Schwarz.”
A commander is a being who must display some degree of dignity in front of his subordinates. Otherwise, proper leadership is impossible.
It’s not too late to build friendships with subordinates later, but now is the only chance to make a good first impression.
On top of that, since discipline has become disorganized, it won’t matter if you put a little pressure on them openly as a way to get them off the ground.
“No need to talk long, let’s keep it short.”
Sometimes an action speaks louder than a thousand words.
Completely release the momentum that was suppressed. Since they are all knights, I believe that they will endure this enough.
—Aagh!
—Hee, hee hee!
— Ugh…
‘If you have the power, you should think about using it, save it and use it for something!’
Master clearly said so.
If you can. Those who stand in front of others need to show off as overwhelmingly as possible.
He said that he had to hold his men properly so that at least one less person would die on the battlefield.
Even now, I’m just following in Master’s footsteps. Now I can imitate him.
— Kkeok, Kkeok… !
—Greuk, Grrrr…
As I continued to apply the pressure, some of them started peeing, and I saw some of them foaming and passing out.
The ones who have been standing up until now are the former knight commander who stared at me with cold sweats and glazed eyes, and the vice-captain whose face was blushing perhaps because of the pressure.
And four captains of the tens and only one captain of the centurion. Why do junior commanders hold out better?
The regular knights are annihilated. Foolish-looking bastards.
The warriors of the northern immigrants tried to fight back even if they were afraid of my momentum.
Articles are so weak, where the hell are they used?
Still, there was no need to harass his subordinates more than necessary, so this was enough. I slowly gathered the momentum I had spread out and shouted loudly.
“Black Lion Knights, everyone pay attention!”
“Lord, Zumoooook!”
Those who were able to open their mouths without being completely broken returned a voice that was incomparably louder than before.
It was only then that I began to like them little by little.
“Please take good care of me in the future. Under the leadership of the Knight Commander, the Black Lion Knights will be reborn in a new form in the future. More than that.”
As I said before, I ended my speech as short and bold as possible.
The inauguration ceremony, which was not so pleasant, ended with this.
From now on, I am the head of this place, so the rest of the ceremony was unnecessary.
I immediately called the vice-captain.
“Vice-captain.”
“Yes, yes heh?!”
My impression was frowned upon at the strange answer, which seemed to be strangely exhausted. I thought the vice-captain was somehow useful. It turned out that I had been barely holding on until now.
Well, since they were standing on the podium together, they must have felt the pressure even more. That much deserves consideration.
“Including the conductors. The ones who just peed, the ones who collapsed, the ones with bubbles… There are too many. Anyway, put the names of all the members who couldn’t stand on their own two legs to the disciplinary committee.”
“You mean everything?”
“Your majesty, did you not understand what I was saying?”
She came closer to the sub-captain, who was sobbing with her flushed face, and whispered directly into his ear.
“No! I will carry out the order as soon as the inauguration ceremony is over!”
“Okay. I’m starting to like it now.”
At my words, the vice-captain went back to her seat in the right corner of her platform and took a rest.
The inauguration ceremony is over now, but do you think there is still something left?
I was going to say that I could go to work right away, but the vice-captain looked so bad, so I decided to leave him alone for a while.
First of all, it felt like the buttons on my jacket would burst at any moment, probably because of my posture. She looked a lot smaller than the size of her uniform compared to her body type, but she seems to be in urgent need of repairs.
Judging from the fact that the redness on her face still hasn’t gone away and even her ears are blushing, it seems that her blood circulation is also a problem.
Haha… Sooooo…”
Rough breathing. Could it be that there is a problem with the respiratory system?
As a knight whose stamina is important, there’s no way that would be the case, and the clothes must be choking him.
It would be difficult if physical characteristics interfered with the performance of the mission.
Because I also have a unique body, I could easily guess her grievances. I should introduce you to a tailor who accepts custom requests.
In many ways, the vice-captain seemed to be the type of person who needed more attention than he thought.
However, caring about subordinates is also a virtue of superiors. It didn’t matter anyway, as long as she showed a competent side as much as she cared.
In addition, I was not very familiar with paperwork, so I needed a subordinate with a brain, so I had to get along with the vice-captain as much as possible from now on.
How could a person who performed all the roles alone throughout the event be stupid?
“Haha…! Quite right. Count Schwarz? How could someone like you be in such an insignificant family…”
On the other hand, the person who showed an unexpected appearance was none other than the former leader.
I thought I would fall out first, but in the end I persevered. Still, it wasn’t like he took the position of knight commander in vain.
Or, is it because of the bloodline of the Medici family?
But why are you suddenly upset?
“That one. I thought he was a person who couldn’t be used at all, but he seems to be doing the basics.”
He didn’t mean to blush. He paid me back in the best way possible. Apparently, the other side seems to want to keep holding on to the crotch of the pants.
“What, what! You bastard, you dare not even know the subject of a poor countess!”
Yes. It’s obvious what a piece of trash like that would say.
If you are speechless, mention your status or family. That’s what guys who have nothing else to offer do.
“Aren’t you the one who doesn’t know the subject?”
“This, this… Such an insult to me…”
The appearance of the garbage that began to tremble with his face reddened when he did not hide his rising displeasure.
Seeing the vice-captain blush is aesthetically pleasing. It’s just disgusting when a dirty bastard blushes.
Also, a bastard who is not the Medici Marquis himself and who may or may not have the right of succession is not the same as me in the first place.
So now this situation.
I’m not daring to challenge him.
That guy dares to challenge me.
“I will definitely protest this matter formally at the family level! If that happens, your insignificant family will surely be in a terrible situation…”
But when I tried to listen to it, I was so disgusted that I couldn’t listen to it anymore.
“Did you just say something?”
I gripped the Talking Garbage by the throat with one hand and lifted it high into the sky.
