Police Officer Chapter 144

“…I don’t recognize this tent.”

I sat up. Nothing seed to be wrong with .

My mories were hazy, but I rembered getting into a fight with one of General Miralda’s Corps Commanders.

“Sir Golan. Are you awake?”

“Rig?”

As I answered, Adjutant Rig entered the tent.

“You were asleep for a full day.”

He said before I could ask. He knew well.

“I feel confused. Where am I?”

“In our camp, sir. It’s a short distance away from General Miralda’s camp. I was told to contact them when you awoke. Should I do so?”

“Yes, let them know. Also, can you tell what happened? I can’t rely on what I rember.”

Well, I didn’t really rember anything at all.

So of it did co back to as I talked to Rig. I had fought Corps Commander Baltasar after being provoked, and then I had blown away the tent.

And since it seed like a good opportunity, I decided to put into action sothing I had been considering.

But the General interfered…and both Baltasar and I were hit. That’s where the mories stopped.

Had I succeeded in switching to the other ?

Usually when I changed, I was able to rember things that were seen and heard. However, it appeared that I had lost consciousness.

“Well then, I will tell you happened after I brought you the sword and club.”

“Thank you.”

After Rig explained it to , fragnts of those mories returned.

It appeared that the other had dealt with matters quite well after the General hit us.

I couldn’t help but laugh as I listened. The other did a really good job.

It had been a tie between and Baltasar.

It didn’t matter if the General ca between us. The rules still applied.

That was why the other had attempted to defeat him. And judging by the fact that the General had stopped it, Baltasar was either sohow very valuable, had influential parents, or there was sothing else behind the scenes.

But I was happy to see that both I and the other were in agreent.

In any case, there had been a need to make Baltasar powerless.

There could be no revenge match. In my mind, it was either an arm or leg that had to go, if not straight up killing him.

Besides, it had beco necessary to prove that our army was actually worth sothing. And so in a way, Baltasar’s challenge had been a good thing.

But it was also a fight that I could not lose under any circumstances.

I panicked a little when the General stopped us. However, in the end I had been able to keep things moving until the weapons arrived.

I had ant to beat him with my sword and make him admit his defeat. And then we would never et again.

It was rather surprising that the General had promised that any fighting would be forbidden from now on.

“So, the other did quite well.”

“Huh?”

“No, nevermind. So, they will not attack or any of my n. That’s what General Miralda said?”

“Yes. There is no doubt about it.”

While it was to save the life of a Corps Commander, it seed like a lot for the General to do.

However, had I lost and my n continued to be underestimated, our fate would have been to be used until we were crushed to death. We would have no other purpose.

We were burdens. Scum. I had to prove that this wasn’t true. And the other had wrapped things up quite nicely.

Perhaps it was because I have been such a good example up until now.

“Alright, Rig. Thank you. I rember it all now.”

Thanks to my actions, we were on the right track.

But it was too early to be relieved.

Nehyor was sowhere in these lands.

And I had no idea what he was thinking.

While I could only speculate, I felt that we would be in danger no matter which camp we were in.

He could attack a corps and then target us while we are moving to the rear guard. Or maybe he’ll focus on attacking the leader of the corps.

“Unless Nehyor was just targeting one person.”

Nehyor was frightening because you didn’t know what he was thinking.

So even if you strengthened your defenses and had the best formation, he would just attack you from a different direction.

“I doubt the other Corps Commanders will let their guard down, but that won’t be enough.”

This fight will get rough. That’s what I thought.

In order for us to survive, I had to raise the importance of my n. In other words…

“I guess it’s basic training.”

Damn it…

General Miralda heard that I had awoken, and I was sent a gift as well as a written oath.

The nas of the other Corps Commanders were included.

As for its contents, it said that I was a guest, and not to be touched. They all agreed to ensure that their n would be controlled.

It was just a formality, but likely necessary.

I told Rig to let them know that I understood, and then I lay down under the tent again.

I still felt sluggish.

As the other had not gone wild, I didn’t have any sore muscles. But surely no one would complain if I rested for another day.

I didn’t ever want to fight a Demon King’s Corps Commander again.

It was with such thoughts that I fell asleep.

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