in the name of the queen

Chapter 79 Calling one’s job title while working
  Knights headquarters, small conference room.

This is where the top brass of the Knights holds small meetings.

Said to be the top brass of the Knights, there are actually only three people, Roland, Sif and Lisa.

The content of today's meeting is very simple. We will discuss recent work status.

Anyone who often holds meetings knows that the importance of a meeting is often inversely proportional to the number of people present.

Most of the meetings with a large number of people are not to discuss issues, but to convey the will.

Although there are not many participants sitting here, they are all the core of the team.

Considering that both participants were young girls, in order to avoid the association of who was important and who was unimportant, Roland thoughtfully arranged the meeting on a small round table. The three people sat at exactly the same distance from each other and at the same distance from each other.

It was originally a perfect arrangement, but when Roland served the two ladies with tea in a very gentlemanly manner, he was surprised to find that their positions had quietly changed.

The distance between them and him was getting closer, but the distance between them was getting farther.

The chair only moved slightly, and it didn't look like much change, but Roland's eyes were as precise as rulers and he could see the problem at a glance.

His steps paused for a second, then resumed their progress.

Don't pay attention to the minutiae. Don't guess what girls are thinking. Don't gossip about their affairs.

Roland announced the start of the meeting with a serious face.

"Please introduce the logistics officer's work situation."

Although there are only three people now, the knights will definitely have more talents in the future, and the rules must be established from the beginning.

You can call her Sister Lisa in life, but you must address her by your job title at work.

That's the rule.

Lisa is always very focused when she is working.

She opened her notebook, cleared her throat, and began to report.

Her report was very detailed.

Yesterday, she spent a whole day and half of the night counting the assets of the Knights and making detailed accounts.

This work will continue for several more days, but it is already bearing fruit.

During the inventory process, a lot of dirty information about the former group leader was discovered, which was an unexpected surprise.

Facing Lisa's work results, Roland nodded with satisfaction.

"The work of the general logistics officer is very effective and very good. However, you must also pay attention to rest after work. Please go home immediately after get off work."

The corners of Lisa's lips raised, her dimples filled with a sweet smile, and she nodded obediently.

She worked overtime last night and came home very late.

It was Roland who was waiting for her to eat.

The roles were reversed. After spending a long time in the kitchen, Roland only managed to come up with two ordinary dishes that were not very tasty and tasty but just barely edible.

Roland's cooking skills were better than the Sussex average, but not by much.

There is no harm without comparison.

Compared to the usual delicacies, Roland really couldn't stand this poor cooking.

The work belongs to others and can be done tomorrow. The food is yours and you must eat it today.

Roland's desire for delicious food made him not care that the real boss of the Knights was sitting on his right, looking at him with complicated eyes.

"Chief instructor, please introduce your work. Chief instructor?"

"Oh, it's my turn?"

Xif suddenly came back to her senses. She picked up the notebook in front of her, and her pleasant voice echoed in the conference room.

"Yesterday, I had a traditional martial arts exchange with the gold and silver knights. In the lance duel, I won all 30 battles."

"I'm fine, but two war horses have been replaced. In addition, five knights were injured in the duel and are receiving treatment from the priest." Lisa stared at Sif in shock. What kind of fighting machine is this?

Is this training method really okay?
  "good very good!"

Roland patted the table and praised Sif's approach.

"This is what we want. Many people thought you defeated Wharton with firearms before, but now no one dares to think so, right?"

"Indeed, there are none. The last three Silver Knights were almost carried to the competition arena by their colleagues."

Sif looked at Lisa with a smile and teased softly: "The duel consumes thirty wooden lances. Please ask the general logistics officer to replenish them in time."

Lisa's eyes were straight, and it took her a long time to recover.

"Huh? Did you consume so much?"

"Yes, otherwise why do you think they are afraid?" Sif held her head high and her voice was filled with the joy of victory.

Lisa looked at Sif's high chest, then looked down at herself, feeling slightly defeated.

"I understand. I will add it in time and ask the chief instructor to keep it in hand during the next training. Even if the lance can withstand the wear and tear, the knight cannot."

Sif took over Lisa's words half-jokingly, "Yes, Chief Logistics Officer."

If he didn't know Sif's identity, Roland would think that she was still a child.

Now that he knows that Sif is the queen, Roland feels that her childlike innocence is a little too high.

Roland was relieved when he thought about it.

If it were another world, with Sif's age and background, she would definitely be studying in an elite girls' school. What she worries about every day is nothing more than how many pimples will appear on her face, which concert to go to on the weekend, and what to wear for her birthday party. What skirt.

But Sif is different, she has to fight for survival.

Her enemy is the most cunning politician in Sussex politics and the most capable queen in the world.

With so much pressure, what's wrong with being a little childlike?
  Miss Sif's childlike innocence is left to him.
  Let the Knights of the White Rose lead you to protect us.

Sif continued to introduce the training situation. After that exciting but completely one-sided lance duel, no one questioned her training arrangements.

Even if the knights were allowed to practice holding their spears with flat-end spears pretending to be muskets, no one would dare complain.

Anyone who doesn't accept the new training model should get on his horse and change his lance to a duel.

The training is just tiring, but the duel will really make you lie down on the bed. The knights can clearly distinguish what is light and what is heavy.

After reporting their work, Sif and Lisa simultaneously turned their attention to Roland.

The chief logistics officer and chief instructor have done such a good job, where is the regiment leader?

Roland cleared his throat and said softly: "Sorry, I ran into trouble with my purchasing task."

Seeing that Roland had not completed the task, Lisa quickly helped him to smooth things over, "It doesn't matter, even if the procurement target is not achieved, 90% of it will be fine."

Sif was also looking for steps for Roland, "Yes, I added non-live ammunition subjects during training to reduce consumption."

Roland smiled and said nothing.

Lisa's expression froze, and she quickly coughed lightly and continued to explain:

"It's winter now, transportation costs have increased, and price fluctuations are inevitable. If only 70 percent of the purchase plan is completed, it's not a big problem."

Sif was also helping Roland explain, "Yes, the amount of training in winter is not as large as in summer. Throwing alchemical bombs makes too much noise. You have to go to a training ground in the suburbs. It is troublesome to go back and forth. It would be better to increase the proportion of non-live ammunition subjects. .”

Seeing these two guys desperately trying to defend themselves, Roland felt a little warm in his heart, but he still reminded him with a serious expression:
  "Chief instructor, chief logistics officer. Let me remind you, this is work. If there is a problem at work but you pretend it's peaceful, the enemy will not protect you."

Since Roland said so, Lisa didn't need to be polite to him.

She regained the feeling of scolding her naughty brother and stared at Roland angrily.

"Roland, the funds given to you should be sufficient. I also specifically reminded you that you can go to the Baker Street Alchemy Workshop to find Elizabeth. Didn't you go?"

(End of this chapter)