
Claudia then handed the white formal attire to Olivia. On the shoulders is a grail embroidery and two lions, which symbolize the Kingdom. It was stored deep inside the warehouse packed in crates, so Claudia was glad it still looked fine.
“Ehh ~ Claudia seems to be very strong lately.”
Olivia complains, but still takes off her uniform reluctantly. Formal clothing has the same design as military uniforms, making it easy to wear. A moment later, Olivia looked like a female military officer from a storybook.
"I thought it was perfect for you."
Claudia praised him, but Olivia tilted her head and looked slightly dissatisfied.
"How's that?"
The size seemed fine, and Claudia felt no need to sew clothes.
“Hmm ~ her chest is rather narrow and tight. And her waist is loose.. ”.
And her waist is loose.. ”.
“……”
"Claudia, are you listening?"
“That's how it was designed. So please hold it."
“Ehh? But you said you will adjust it if it does not fit.. ”.
"No need to adjust it."
“But you were—”
"No."
“... A-I understand. I think you're right, Claudia. "
Olivia nodded, and took off her formal clothes under Claudia's cold gaze.
Fort Gallia, Main Hall
The main hall that was not normally used was crowded. Gleaming light shone from the luxurious chandeliers hanging from the ceiling, and the flags of the Royal Grail with two lions covered the walls.
In the center of the main hall was Paul who was wearing formal attire and a purple robe. The military and civilian officers stood in two neat columns. Otto, who was also dressed formally, stood beside Paul. On top of the base was a shiny gold medal with a lion emblem on it.
“Alright, let's start the awards ceremony.”
With that signal, the trumpet was blown and the guards opened the heavy door. Olivia who was wearing formal white clothes appeared. With officers watching her, Olivia walked down the hall gracefully. Many of the civil servants who only heard about Olivia looked shocked. Some even took off their glasses and started wiping them.
(They probably thought he was a person with a stocky body.)
Otto concluded, and heard one of the civil officers whisper: "Who said he was big?"
Olivia comes before Paul, and kneels with one hand on the chest in one smooth motion. Otto was surprised by his valiant attitude. There was no time to teach her etiquette before this, so she thought she would act a little unpleasant.
Otto looked at Claudia who was standing on the right column, who was shaking her head.
(It wasn't Warrant Officer Claudia who taught him—? The mystery surrounding the girl deepened.)
Otto was perplexed, and Paul's eyes lit up like a boy finding a jewel.
"Military Two Olivia. In recognition of your outstanding performance, I hereby award you the Golden Lion Medal. ”
" Yes, sir, I'm so flattered."
Otto pinned the medal on Olivia's chest as she knelt before him. Olivia got up, took one step back before bowing. He then turned around with his red robe embedded with the Royal emblem swirling in the air, and walked smartly. Many officers were amazed, and—
"M-I'm sorry for my interruption!"
The soldier broke through to ruin the mood. All the officers present furrowed their brows, and Otto scolded him harshly:
"The ceremony is not over! Can't you wait !? ”
"M-I'm sorry, but—"
Paul said to the panicked soldier:
“Yes, urgent report coming from the capital! The Third and Fourth armies defending the northern battlefield have been destroyed! "
The Lunar Calendar Year 999. The clouds above the Kingdom were getting darker.
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...[.Farnesse Kingdom, Central War Theatre]...
The kingdom shared its borders with the three countries in the middle of the continent of Dubedirica, namely the small states of the Swaran Kingdom and the Kingdom of Stonia, as did the Arsbelt Empire. And the central war theater was the scene of the most intense battles in this war.
With the supposed impregnable fall of Fort Kiel and the destruction of the Fifth Army, a group of Royal Soldiers were desperately fighting in this dire situation-
"Your Majesty, there's an emergency report from the capital."
When he heard his aide say that, the man who was observing the battle through his telescope let out a soft sigh. He knew it was bad news from the bitter tone of his aide. For this man, emergency communication from the capital was only a problem.
"Can I choose to ignore it?"
The man asked with a sense of resignation, and his adjutant replied in confusion:
"Of course you can't! Are You-"
"Fuh. I get it, I get it, don't scream. "
The man put his telescope back to his waist, and turned to the person who spoke to him - Captain Liz Ploise with a stern face.
She gestured with her chin for him to continue, and Liz said with a melancholy face:
"According to reports, the Third and Fourth Armies defending the northern frontlines have been destroyed. Lieutenant General Ritz Smith and Lieutenant General Linz Baltic were killed fighting for our Kingdom. "
Liz's report was completely unexpected, and for a moment, time seemed to pause.
"... Are there any doubts about the accuracy of this report?"
Just to be sure, the man asked again. Liz shook her head steadily. At that moment, the shadow as he spent time with the other two people in the Military Academy flashed through his mind. For him, those moments were very satisfying, and felt so far away.
"I understand. Ritz and Linz are gone, huh..."
Unable to hide the uneasiness in his heart, the man ignored the other officers who were with him, and lit a tangled cigarette and started smoking. Grieving in silence was not his style, he still said prayers inwardly to the souls of his two comrades.
That man is Brad Enfield.
Commander of the Second Army, the last line of defense at the Central War Theater, and what stopped the enemy from marching to the capital.
"I'm sorry, but there's more."
Liz said reluctantly, and Brad ruffled her hair and urged her to continue. He was upset, because he knew it was definitely not good news.
"The command of the capital, Lieutenant General Brad was to defend the Central War Theater, and also keep the Imperial forces from the north at bay."
"... Excuse me, can you say that again?"
Brad wonders if his hearing is not smooth because of his age.
With that in mind, Brad asked again, but ...
"Lieutenant General Brad will defend the Central War Theater, and also keep the Imperial forces from the north at bay."
Liz's reply was exactly the same as before. His ears are fine.
Brad then looked up slowly, and the sky was so blue and bright, that it didn't sound like a joke at all. Several gray birds floated in the air, mocking the foolish humans on the ground who were fighting in the war. If this was not a battlefield, resting on this plain would definitely be fun.
"... Fuh... Painful. I have to pack my bags and run. "
"Your Majesty !!"
Liz's angry shout drove Brad away.
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...To Be Continue's...