The Holy Hillan Empire, the imperial capital Arenmuya, the residence of Dominic (El's home).

"El! What are you thinking?!"

While packing his luggage, El silently listened to Gabriel beside him scolding him.

Gabriel pressed his temples tightly, trying to keep himself calm.

In the morning, his brother El Bernard was just a first-class quartermaster.

When he returned from the palace in the afternoon, he became the commander-in-chief of the Far Eastern Front...

This contrast made Gabriel at a loss.

It made Gabriel feel dizzy and doubted that he might be dreaming.

"Becoming the commander-in-chief of the Far Eastern Front... for such an important thing, El, you have to think about it for a few more days before making a decision, right?"

"What's going on?"

"Not at all like you normally do!"

"Don't think that Your Majesty asked you to be an official!"

"Your Majesty has sent you to the front line! Please go and solve the grassland people!"

"If you fail to achieve good results, do you imagine how your Majesty will deal with you?"

"Your Majesty can hang you directly!"

The reason why Gabriel reacted so much after learning that El was the commander-in-chief of the Far Eastern Front was purely because he cared about El.

I was afraid that El would be held accountable by His Majesty for failing to achieve good results.

After Gabriel's scolding fell, Elle also stuffed all the clothes he wanted to bring into his suitcase.

Then he raised his head, looked at the ceiling above his head, and sighed softly.

"Isn't it like me usually..."

"I also think this is not like me at all..."

"I hate this kind of thing that attracts attention the most in normal times, but this time I readily took over His Majesty's appointment."

"Why did I do this..."

Speaking of this, El's mouth curled up with a bitter curve.

"Maybe it was to fulfill the promise between you and the teacher."

"It may also be to teach a good lesson to the grassland people who I also don't like very much."

After saying that, El turned his head and looked at Gabriel beside him.

"Gabriel, you should pack your luggage, too."

"……ha?"

"I forgot to tell you just now, I have applied to His Majesty-You will also go to the Far East with me, and your new identity is the Chief of the Guard of the New Commander-in-Chief of the Far East Front."

"Go pack your luggage quickly, we're going to get on the road right away."

"Go on the road right now? Go to the Far East now?"

El shook his head.

"No, we won't go to the Far East for now."

"We are going to rent a carriage and go to Bogey Town first."

"Transfer something from the Musket Warehouse in Bogey Town."

"Then go to the training ground that is relatively far away from this to train soldiers."

"We will train the 2,000 crossbowmen given to me by His Majesty into useful 'new soldiers' within 2 months."

"'New Soldier'?" Gabriel turned his tongue and spit out the word he had first spitted out.

"When you arrive at the training ground, you will know what it is. Don't be too slow. Go pack your luggage quickly. I'll rent a carriage first. After you pack your luggage, wait for me directly at the door of the mansion."

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...

While El and Gabriel had a big dispute in their mansion, there was also a big dispute in the palace of the Holy Hillan Empire.

"His Majesty!"

Mond said anxiously to Vahiri.

"Why are you confused? How can you hand over the Far Eastern Front to a young man who had almost no experience in commanding troops before?"

"I've said it before."

Vahi said expressionlessly inside.

"As long as the threat to our country can be lifted, even if it is a dog, I will push it to the position of commander-in-chief of the Far Eastern Front."

"And El is not completely without experience in commanding troops."

"Didn't El Bernard successfully lead 2,000 soldiers across the Eighar Mountains and attack the capital of Baiti, the northern border, a surprise attack?"

"This is different! At that time, El commanded only 2,000 soldiers, while the Far Eastern Front had an army of 80,000!"

"Have he commanded this 80,000 army well?"

"And--that El is also a lunatic!"

"I actually plan to attack directly and expedition to the grassland!"

"We can't even defend the defense line on the spot and block the grassland people. Where can we get the ability to go to the grassland expedition?!"

"Mond, enough!"

Wahili was tired of Mond's preaching.

"I've made up my mind!"

"Anyway, no one in the country can settle the grassland people."

"Then let's just take a gamble!"

"Just bet on El's talent!"

From Wahiri's expression and tone, Mond could see that Wahiri probably couldn't listen to his advice.

But Mond still didn't give up.

After all, if the Far Eastern Front was tortured by El, it would be of no benefit to him.

If the Far Eastern Front was gone, the grassland people would be able to invade their Holy Sheeran Empire even more unscrupulously.

If this happens, it will not benefit him at all.

Therefore, the unwilling Mond gritted his teeth and made his final struggle:

"Your Majesty! To become the commander-in-chief of the Front Army, you must be required to be the rank of marshal!"

"And El is just a first-class quartermaster, where is the qualification to serve as the commander-in-chief of the Front Army that only a marshal can serve as..."

Before Mond finished speaking, Vahiri interrupted roughly:

"Then promote El Bernard to Marshal!"

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...

A piece of news that has attracted worldwide attention has spread rapidly to all parts of the country and countries in the mainland since the afternoon of this day.

This world-renowned news is that the Holy Hillan Empire gave birth to the youngest marshal in history who is only 26 years old this year.

The first task that the youngest marshal in history was to take over after becoming a marshal was to take charge of the Far Eastern Front.

El is not only the youngest marshal in history, but also the most exaggerated marshal in history.

Marshals in history were basically promoted from a small officer little by little by little by little by little by little by little by little by little by little by little by little by little.

But now there is an accident like El.

Before becoming a marshal, El was not even an officer, but just a quarconian.

From a quarantine responsible for managing logistics and supplies to a marshal in one day - this kind of promotion method can be described in the word "unknown".

Some people are extremely dissatisfied with His Majesty’s appointment, thinking that His Majesty is simply a fool to do this.

Some people also think that Your Majesty is very courageous, and it tastes like the last emperor of the Britannian Empire that he promoted Su Cheng as the leader of the Knights of Michael.

But overall, those who are dissatisfied with the appointment like His Majesty account for the vast majority.
Chapter completed!