Became A-Class
Became A-Class
USFK is the US military unit stationed in South Korea.
The Juanvelrum Ainshuvan 3rd Army is the Northern 3rd Army stationed in Anvelrum.
It's too long, so I'll abbreviate it as Juanbuk Army.
'When did Hildea become the Northern Commander-in-Chief, and it's still the Ainshuvan 3rd Army?'
After enjoying the ice cream, they lay back on the grass and enjoyed the gentle breeze, and the casual exchange between the two countesses became the seed.
***
"Lord Valkenhart. Our Piel is still a second lieutenant, but since he's the blood of the next Count Anbelrum, could we entrust him with the command of the Northern Army stationed in the territory in the future? Even just in name is fine."
Elenoa, who thought I was a second lieutenant, asked cautiously considering the rank difference.
Hildea cleverly handled the situation.
"Very well. Second Lieutenant Piel, from now on you are a colonel. To command an expeditionary unit, you need to be at least a colonel."
He handled it so skillfully. As expected, a general's experience doesn't go anywhere.
'I was careful not to make rank mistakes in front of people, but now there's no need for that.'
Elenoa seemed very moved by the impromptu '5-rank special promotion'.
"Thank you so much for saving the face of our siblings, Lord Valkenhart."
"It's only natural."
At the same time, Hildea sent me a smiling eye without Elenoa knowing, and I don't know why she looks so pretty today.
If only she had a little more volume....
Just then.
【You have become the Commander of the Juanvelrum Ainshuvan 3rd Army.】
I was flustered by the notification from the supply cheat.
【Piel Marshall】
【Rank: Colonel】
【Position: Ainshuvan 3rd Army Commander-in-Chief's Duty Officer, Supply Department Head, Garrison Commander (Alliance: Count Anbelrum Territory)】
This can't be. A concurrent post as Garrison Commander.
【Landris budget will be provided during the garrison period.】
【The garrison must be in a permanent stationing state, and the garrison commander must be stationed for at least 3 months per year.
If the commander does not fulfill the stationing period, the Landris budget will be reduced proportionally.】
Landris budget, huh. So how much is it?
【A budget of 5 per capita of the allied territory's population is provided. (0.1% of the basic troop budget)】
What, only 5 per person?
Landris is this stingy? The US must be under Republican control right now.
【Applies to the total number of allied residents.】
【Landris allocated budget: 4,504,355】
For a moment, I doubted my eyes.
Crazy, 4.5 million?
Compared to the 35 million budget (basic + special strategy) that comes in every month, it's not that big of a number.
What surprised me wasn't the amount....
'Our territory, the population is over 900,000 now? Then it originally had over 1 million, right?'
We were incredibly rich, our family?
I thought Father was just an ordinary conglomerate chairman, but it turns out he had 1 million employees.
Yet he was stingy about feeding a mere 100,000 northern troops. And it wasn't even him alone providing it.
Today too, filial piety springs up vigorously.
'To summarize, if I stay for more than 3 months, an additional budget equal to our family's population times 5 comes in.'
Where to use it is, of course, up to me.
Seeing that there are no restrictions on its use, I can just use it in my territory in the North.
'Even after scraping so hard, it's still 900,000.'
The exact number of territory residents was confidential, so I had no idea.
I knew that our family was very well off, rivaling a duchy, but.
'In that case, rather than unconditionally bringing inland people to the North, wouldn't it be better to have some live at our family's territory?'
Taking all 1 million people to my territory won't help immediately and will only eat up the budget.
But if I place them at my sister's house, a budget of 5 million comes in regularly.
'As expected, a man should do both. Receive in my territory, and push into my sister's territory to secure a hefty Landris budget.'
After finishing the Landris plan, my mind felt at ease.
I met eyes with Hildea, who was lying at a 90-degree angle using my thigh as a pillow.
"Colonel Piel, what were you thinking so deeply about?"
"I just slightly revised the future administrative supply plan. In a good direction, of course."
"Piel, there was a reason you wanted to settle down in the North. Your sister is desperately envious of you right now."
"Then come live in the North. Leave this place to a proxy."
"I can't. If the lord is absent from the territory, it will eventually be taken away."
Elenoa must have accumulated a lot of curiosity about various things like samgyeopsal, beer, ice cream, etc.
But thanks to Hildea taking all the aggro, she doesn't ask recklessly.
"Lord Valkenhart, it seems the food situation in the North is better than known."
"We have succeeded in food self-sufficiency. Please keep it to yourself, Lord Elenoa."
"I am honored that you shared such a critical secret."
"But Luna, earlier I saw you enjoying the choco vanilla strawberry ice cream too, so isn't your taste normal?"
At Hildea's words, Luna, who was floating on a wind bed, answered indifferently.
"What are you talking about. That was just a palate cleanser to enjoy the mint choco cream even more."
"...!"
"...!"
Horror filled Hildea and Elenoa's eyes.
"Choco vanilla, strawberry? Of course they're delicious. But in front of mint choco, they're just a 3rd-class mage before a 7th-class. They're just a comparison target to enjoy mint choco even more."
As expected, Luna had the face of someone who would like mint choco.
My food recommendations have never been wrong.
***
That evening.
Elenoa noona came over to my bedroom in thin pajamas.
"Piel, shall noona give you a mana massage after a long time?"
"I think that's useless."
"Still, if you do it consistently, you might see results. Lie down here."
"Alright."
If possible, I'd rather receive it from Hildea than noona.
But since she's a 4-star, I feel awkward asking her first.
'Receiving it from noona feels like getting homework checked.'
Still, Elenoa's mana massage after a long time was very refreshing.
She sat on my back and diligently pressed my whole body, loosening the knotted areas.
"Remember? On the last day before you left, I did this for you all night."
"That's right. Thanks to that, the long journey was less tiring."
"See. I told you it's effective."
Her flowing blonde hair tickled my cheek as it brushed against my shoulder.
"I guess we won't see each other for a while again. When are you going back?"
"I plan to come down three times a year and stay for about a month. Still, I should show my face so the expeditionary unit doesn't forget me."
"Really? You'll definitely come down three times a year?"
"Yes, I promise. I also want to see noona's face often."
Considering the distance between territories, coming down three times a year is comparable to a son in the military coming out on leave twice a month.
"I'm really relieved. I'm glad you seem to be doing so well in the North."
"I'm doing very well."
Sometimes I wonder if I had the face of a king? The problem is I'm doing too well.
Who am I?
An officer who receives mana massages every day from two supreme commanders.
No one, regardless of rank, dares to treat me disrespectfully.
While receiving a mana massage, I had a long talk with my noona for the first time in a while.
Until now, I had been busy cleaning up the aftermath of the succession, driven by filial piety.
"But Piel, when we reunited."
"Ah, yes. You were very surprised, right?"
"What did you mean by 'put on feathers first'? Why feathers and not clothes? I suddenly became curious."
If I crack a raw chicken joke, I'll get strangled, right?
"Uh, just... When I first saw you without knowing you were my noona, I thought of a pitiful and pretty canary that had lost its feathers. So I must have said that without realizing."
Since I heard a low laugh from behind, it seems I safely avoided noona's discipline.
Thus, I cheated death.
"Shall we sleep together after a long time?"
"I'm all grown up now, though."
"What does it matter? We're siblings."
Come to think of it, the father who would scold me is currently under house arrest.
Elenoa, without even listening to my answer, lay down next to me and hugged my head tightly to her chest.
They're still big enough to induce death by suffocation.
I gently squeezed her chest to secure space for me to breathe.
If I'm not going to suffocate and die, I should keep holding on.
"Because of the scattered Plant Legion, other nobles who have suffered great damage are desperately coming to Sir Valkenhart, begging to be saved."
"Do they come in person?"
"No. They send trusted vassals."
"It seems they're still holding on."
Elenoa's other hand patted my back and buttocks like a lullaby, making me feel like I've returned to childhood.
"Our Piel, what do you think of Sir Valkenhart?"
"Huh? Suddenly..."
"I wish you would actively court Sir Valkenhart and get together. I think that's the path to a bright future for you and our territory."
"Hildea-nim is... pretty. Her skin is white, she's tall, and slender..."
Though she's more than a head shorter than me, Hildea is still in the late 160s.
Her flawlessly pretty face goes without saying.
"What's holding you back? Tell me honestly."
"Hmm... Honestly, her personality is good, and her face and style are my type, but..."
"There is something, isn't there?"
"Having to live my whole life only touching those breasts is a bit... Above all, I'm worried about the child's growth too..."
I ended up blurting out the worry I had tightly hidden in my subconscious without realizing it.
Like a fool, I was startled and looked around, wondering if Hildea might not want to hear it.
Noona hugged my head between her breasts again and patted me.
"Our Piel, so that was the problem? Don't worry. A woman's breasts can grow until she's thirty, you know?"
That's ridiculous.
Are medieval fantasy women genetically somewhat different from modern Earth women?
'More than anything, I'm in a hurry to unlock all of the Supply Cheat and get TV, games, and movies supplied.'
Anyway, after a long time, I hugged my biological noona, chatted, and then slept sweetly.
This is what hometown and our home is like.
***
Hildea, as usual, visited Piel's bedroom to give him a mana massage.
But the Sword Master's ki sense detected that someone was giving him a mana massage.
'It's Sir Elenoa.'
Let's not disturb the siblings' reunion.
Hildea turned around with a satisfied smile.
It could be said to be a truly fortunate turning point for both Piel and her.
Back in her bedroom, Hildea began to munch on the Marshall Burger that Piel had set out earlier, yamnyamnyam.
After devouring dozens of burgers, even licking up the sauce, she lay down on the bed, then suddenly recalled what Elenoa had said not long ago.
「Or you have no choice but to eat even more than that, but that has its limits, you know.」
「While greatly increasing your grain diet, would you like to completely stop using aura-type techniques for just one month? Then you'll know whether you have potential or not.」
Before, she was always hungry.
But after meeting Piel, she always lived feeling full.
'But what if it was still insufficient?'
Hildea glanced at the portable glucose combat biscuit.
An item always carried, issued by Piel to all knights for combat endurance.
Piel called it by the strange name 'emergency battery'.
Hildea, who had learned the taste of 'high-class cuisine' like samgyeopsal and others, now found eating glucose combat biscuits to be a chore.
Even the beef brisket combat rations, which she had eaten so deliciously before, now felt just 'so-so'.
'Though it's not during combat...'
Hildea mustered her courage and put the glucose combat biscuit in her mouth.
Only after eating all she had did she try to sleep.
'Since I can just ask Colonel Piel for more tomorrow.'
***
Hildea had a strange dream.
"Bisaaaaaaang!"
"Hildeng! Hildeng! Wake up! Wake up!"
"What to do? What to do? What to do?"
"Uwaaaaang! Hildeng! Please wake up!"
Hildea looked on with dazed eyes and realized she was in a dream.
Unless it's a dream, that scene makes no sense.
'Those... are all me?'
Numerous little girls, barely reaching her waist.
Surprisingly, they had the appearance of her childhood self, wearing adorable military uniforms.
"We're in trouble! There's no more storage! Where do we pile all this?"
"Uwaaaaang! Uwaaaaang! The storage is already full!"
Her childhood self running around in panic.
Her childhood self sitting down and bursting into tears.
Her childhood self seriously looking at a map and discussing together.
Childhood self, childhood self...
"Hildeng! Hildeng! It's good that you're eating well these days, but at this rate, you'll get flab on your waist!"
"An orc-barrel waist! Kkiyaak! I hate that!"
"Shall we pile it in front of the upper ribs?"
"What? There was a warehouse there?"
"I don't know. That place has been neglected since birth."
"I'll go check it out!"
And after a while...
"There is! There is! There are two warehouses here!"
"Hooray! We can avoid the orc-barrel waist!"
"But it's a mess from long neglect. We need to clean and repair it."
"It's okay. We can use mana."
Her childhood selves jump up, pick up the supply boxes piled like a mountain, and move ureureu somewhere.
While blankly watching that scene, suddenly her chest felt ticklish.
Hildea's eyes, looking down, dilated greatly and caused an earthquake.
***
"Colonel Piel! Colonel Piel!"
At the sound of Hildea's shout from outside the door, I opened my eyes.
Elenoa was not beside me, perhaps having woken up and left earlier. I had overslept.
"Yes, come in."
"Colonel Piel!"
Beolkeok, the door burst open.
First, I should prepare a Marshall Burger...
"Look at this!"
"Kollok! Kollok!"
Hildea confidently opened her top wide, revealing a thin strap tank top (PX purchase) in front of me.
I was flustered and coughed, then stared at Hildea's eyes in shock at the unbelievable sight.
"D-did you perhaps put something inside your clothes?"
"That's right! I stuffed it full of glucose combat biscuits!"