The Heavenly Demon Can't Live a Normal Life Chapter 299 - Novel Cool
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Crossroads of Choice (1)
First day.
People flocked to the designated place.
All the complicated ceremonies were omitted, and Chris told them about the future schedule.
"Congratulations on becoming a private member of Roman Dmitry-sama. From now on, you will record your formal enlistment through a simple procedure. We plan to proceed sequentially from the order in which they were called, so I hope that you will faithfully engage in the series of procedures."
Scott's turn was 98.
In the barracks to shade from the sun, the procedure Chris said was carried out, and in a group of 10 people, Scott's name was called immediately.
As I entered the barracks, I saw a separate space.
It seemed that the enlisted men were separated for security reasons, so Scott was somehow nervous.
small space.
The average-looking man who was sitting at the table and checking the documents glanced up at Scott.
Sit.
" Thank you.
"You don't have to be so nervous. It is a simple process of checking information, so you only need to answer honestly. First off, I'm 38 this year. You are Mr. Scott from the Kingdom of Umberto, right?"
Yes.
"As you know, Roman Dmitry's private service is a very special position. Unlike ordinary soldiers, a monthly salary of 30 silver will be paid, and an additional life allowance is paid in special situations such as war. And, do you have a family?"
Hook, a question that came in.
Scott swallowed dry saliva.
He was from the Kingdom of Umberto or his family was in the Kronos Empire, and the man's question seemed to be related to Kronos.
He seemed to be agitated for a moment.
I hesitated a bit because I didn't know how to respond, but I honestly thought that a little lie could ruin the situation.
" There is.
"Where do you live with members of your family?"
"I have a wife and a man and a woman, and I live in the Kronos Empire."
"It's the same as what we found out. There is no other reason for asking for this information. If Mr. Scott dies while on a mission for Dmitry, we will visit his wife and pay her compensation. Do you agree with this?"
Yes?
I was perplexed.
I got goosebumps at the fact that I had already figured out the information, and I didn't know that the company's question would directly lead to compensation.
As the saying goes, a thief numbs my feet.
Scott asked in a trembling voice.
" Isn't it a big deal to have a family in the Kronos Empire?
stand tall.
The man's actions stopped.
The man looked at Scott with a smile.
Yes. As long as Mr. Scott himself doesn't create problems, everything else doesn't matter."
* * *
The first turn is over.
Moving on to the next location, Scott looked complicated.
' If you don't create problems yourself, does that mean you'll leave the past and accept him as a member of Dmitry?'
at that word.
My heart thumped and fell.
It seemed that the identity of the spy had been discovered, but Roman Dmitry and his people did not particularly take issue with it.
I heard that the system related to 'reward' has been firmly established since the introduction of the system for people of national merit.
The fact that he, a spy, had entered the target, Scott could not happily accept.
for now.
accepted the procedure.
The next place we arrived was the blacksmith's where the sloppy men were emitting hot heat.
"Come here."
was a blacksmith
With a rough beard and a safety apron on, he wriggled his angry muscles to examine Scott's body.
"You said that you are a war mercenary, so you are definitely in good shape. The problem is that the length of both legs is not right, so it is slightly twisted, and the thick handle is a bit heavy because the fingers are short. If it wasn't for a custom-made weapon, wouldn't it have been difficult to use?
" Yes, but why are you asking that?"
"The reason isn't obvious. It's to make custom armaments for Master Roman's enlisted soldiers."
custom armament.
eyes widened
It is not special to produce an armament that fits the body, but the problem is that it takes a huge amount of money to customize all of the general enlisted soldiers.
In the first place, custom armaments are a symbol of wealth that only people such as knights can choose.
From the beginning, I had no idea that I would receive such a luxurious treatment.
Scott asked.
"Are all the enlisted men custom-made? If it were, it wouldn't be too expensive."
"It will cost quite a bit. No matter how much Dmitry is called the 'Sacred Land of Blacksmiths', customizing all of the enlisted men is certainly a formidable task. So, ordinary soldiers fit ready-made products, but Master Roman's privates are different."
while speaking
The blacksmith meticulously recorded Scott's body size.
"Here in Dmitry, Master Roman's direct troops are very special. If danger strikes Dmitry. Master Roman always fights them on the front lines, and so does his immediate force. So, we hope it will be of some help to those who follow Master Roman like you. We can't leave our backs on the battlefield together by living our whole lives holding a hammer, but at least if we could make a perfectly custom armament, wouldn't we be able to increase our chances of survival?
a calm voice.
showed sincerity.
Dmitry's people, including the blacksmith, lived every day expressing their gratitude towards Roman Dmitry.
Roman Dmitry.
It was Dmitry's savior.
The development of iron mining led to the revival of Dmitry, and he raised people's self-esteem by directly solving the problems that Dmitry faced.
Of course, there were not only positive things.
A surprise attack by the Kronos Empire. Some of the bereaved families who lost their families that day showed resentment towards Roman Dmitry.
If he knew how to compromise properly, he spit out a consequential accusation that he would not lose his family to the attack of the Kronos Empire.
But.
They quickly shed their emotions.
When they heard the victories that Roman Dmitry had attacked the Kronos Empire and took tens or hundreds of times revenge, and when he returned to Dmitry and gave certain treatment to the dead, the people of Dmitry were convinced that Roman Dmitry was the one they truly admire and follow. heard this
From then on, Dmitry built a strong fortress inside.
For Roman Dmitry, there were a lot of people who would jump into the fire pit with rice straw in their arms right away.
blacksmith.
He was one of them.
The loss of his family, he was grieved, but the fact that he died for Dmitry left his heart proud.
showed sincerity.
the man in front of you.
saw it for the first time
I didn't know anything about Scott, but the single reason he followed Roman Dmitry directly was reason enough to show his sincerity.
That was Dmitry's popular mind.
As Scott, who was experiencing Dmitry for the first time, who had only heard of rumors, he could not readily accept the feeling.
said the blacksmith.
"Trust me. Just wait a little bit, and I'll give you the best armament for you.
* * *
A series of surprises.
Hwaryongjeomjeong (畫龍點睛) was the lodging place.
After completing all the procedures, Scott looked at the scene in front of him with a bewildered face.
" Is this your lodging?"
Yes. Dmitry's enlisted men all use their own private rooms, ensuring their own lives. If the family settles in Dmitry, we can arrange a separate place for them to stay with them."
The corners of my eyes trembled and trembled.
surprised.
The neatly organized space in a large square was more than what I could have imagined.
I heard rumors about Dmitry.
I knew that they would treat those who dedicated themselves to Dmitry with certainty, but I didn't know that they would provide such a basic living environment, starting with rewards and custom armaments.
Scott was unwittingly led to the bed.
It wasn't a shabby bed in a dusty inn room, but a bed wide enough for a man of a strong physique like himself to lie down.
It was fluffy.
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It was comfortable and warm.
" Honey.
Tears flowed and rolled.
if.
If his wife and children had been in Dmitry, how happy they would have been when they lay in bed together.
For a moment, I closed my eyes tightly.
It was dangerous.
The families in Kronos were unaware that they had been taken as 'hostages'.
Scott was not yet important enough to classify as that, and if he betrayed Kronos, then he would harm his family without hesitation.
Even considering his family, he had to fulfill the role of a spy.
Dmitry made him dream of a future, but there was no future for Scott without a family.
endured
pressed down tight.
It's only been a day, and I can't shake it anymore.
At least once I finished all my training, I thought it would not be too late to judge at that time.
that day.
Scott couldn't sleep until late at night.
And like Scott, most of the as-yet-unidentified spies spent the same night.
* * *
The first training was called.
Roman Dmitry said.
"From now on, we will conduct basic adaptation training for about ten days. no fallout By any means, this training will be completed by everyone from start to finish."
then.
didn't know the meaning
Obviously I said basic adaptation training, but Roman Dmitry's first training was a march carrying a 40kg military uniform.
Marching is a very basic training.
Scott wouldn't have panicked if things were going within common sense, but the problem was the terrain in the march and the speed of those hitting ahead.
only 30 minutes.
After a while, Scott felt his eyes tighten.
"Whoop, whoop."
'You crazy.'
this training.
It was a mountain march.
It was a march that moved the terrain that seemed to have to climb because it was not steep, and those who knew how to use mana were strictly prohibited from using mana.
He trained only with his physical abilities.
Still, at first, I was a mercenary who had experienced prenatal battles, so I wanted to follow along.
"Heh heh, heh heh."
It was fast.
If you slowed down for a moment, you were moving so fast that people in the distance moved away.
every time.
Chris shouted.
"Hurry up, catch up! This is the battlefield! If the enemy is catching up behind you, or if you are catching up with the enemy. Just because you're wearing a 40kg military uniform, because you don't have enough stamina, you're going to move at such a slow pace! Physical fitness is directly related to life. If you run into your physical limitations and feel that it's impossible, just foam up and fall. We will take responsibility for you."
It was a voice like thunder.
Scott came to his senses and followed him relentlessly.
the problem is.
It was the look of the seniors.
All of the new recruits, including Scott, had faces that looked like they were about to die, but the seniors walked with leisurely faces as if they had gone for a walk.
It wasn't difficult at all.
However, as they experienced a lot of training, this level of march fell to a level of difficulty that was equivalent to 'basic training' for them.
I was astonished.
I knew that they were formidable as I faced the seniors in the enlistment test, but I couldn't help but be more surprised at the situation where they were training together.
Their strength was not just created.
As he endured such training casually, he showed the strong force that people witnessed.
gasped for breath.
suddenly.
I had a question.
Ordinary commanders do not train with the soldiers, but Roman Dmitry was at the forefront of the soldiers.
timely.
I asked a senior named 'Hunt', who was walking at a pace, about him.
Hunt laughed.
"Under normal circumstances, the beings called commanders would only make noises. However, Dmitry is different. Since we always have to follow the master on the front line, he shows us what his tempo is. Do you know what I mean? If we can't even reach this speed, we're not even worthy to follow our lord on the battlefield.
I found out then
I am experiencing this situation right now.
It is the truth of Dmitry, who has won countless battles that shocked the continent.
"Do your best. Training starts now."
Moment.
I got goosebumps.
Even before carrying out the spy's mission, it was Scott who thought that he might be left behind.
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