The Difference Is Like Between a Dog and a Cow

89 – Butterfly flew (1)

The capital, Kayev.

Ukraine is a small country compared to neighboring countries, but Kayev, the capital where the prince lives and the center of trade of the duchy, has never yielded compared to the capitals of other countries.

Like streetlights that light up with ‘electricity’ that has just begun to be brought in. A huge train equipped with a steam engine roamed the outskirts of the city.

The city, which was engulfed in darkness when the moon rose, now relied on electric lights that became the ‘artificial sun’, so the day did not show any signs of setting.

It’s not that different from the palace where the prince resides. Sonny Zeppelin strolled inside the palace, which was markedly different from just a few months ago.

There was no place without electricity. Candles and chandeliers have long since degenerated into ornaments rather than light sources.

Lanterns have become items used only by servants who go to and from underground facilities or warehouses that have not yet been connected to electricity.

I even heard that a tool was invented in the Free Democratic Republic of Prue that puts purple mana in a small iron container and shoots bright light without having to connect wires.

Soon, that item will also be found in Kayef’s palace.

‘The world is changing frighteningly fast. It’s to the point where every day is different.’

All kinds of papers pouring out every day.

Magic science, science, and even the newly born magic engineering by combining two different fields.

Among them, most of them were idiot papers that were less than kindling fire, or were completely impossible to realize at the moment.

Sometimes really groundbreaking ideas were discovered, so the world’s magic towers and academies that processed and reviewed the papers were enjoying the greatest boom in history.

Even her great mage, her current trend was just about catching up.

In front of Sonny Zeppelin, who was enjoying the night view through the window, a butler dressed in neat clothes came to visit.

“You’ve waited a long time, Brigadier Sonny Zeppelin. The King has come.”

“Did it take a little longer than expected?”

“Because there is a diplomatic envoy from the Republic of Polania.”

In the Republic of Polania?

Sonny Zeppelin was a little puzzled.

Although it is a neutral country, as can be seen from the name of the republic, Polania was a country close to the free camp.

Since it has a history of going through a terrible war with the Russ Char Empire, the predecessor of the Principality of Ukraine, it probably doesn’t have a particularly close relationship with the Ukraine.

‘Well, it doesn’t matter.’

Diplomacy was not something Sonny Zeppelin would be interested in anyway. On the contrary, Orlando Ruth III would be dozens of times better than her, the Great Mage.

She ignored it and entered the private room of the king.

In a Ukraine that is basically close to the monarchy, it was downright crazy to step into the personal living space of a king.

For Sonny Zeppelin, her mere brigadier general, it is now a matter of course.

“Have you waited long?”

“No.”

When I entered the room, I was greeted by King Orlando Luz III, dressed in royal livery. Her young lord looked at her and grinned, her monocle over his eye.

“Sit in the front. As an apology for being late, I prepared your favorite drink.”

“Oh, isn’t this wine from the Kingdom of Adalia? These days, it was hard to get a barrel because exports were controlled—.”

“Then, doesn’t it make sense that the leader of a country can’t even get a single drink like that?”

“Thank you for the drink.”

Sonny Zeppelin immediately raised her wine glass and took a sip. She put on a satisfied expression as the sour grape scent quenched her throat.

“I heard the news you brought. Very…… Good news.”

“Yes, did I tell you? I’m sure this operation will be successful.”

“At first I thought it was long, but now I know for sure. You have never been wrong.”

The relationship of trust between Sonny Zeppelin, the Great Mage of the Sky, and Orlando Ruth III, the Duke of Ukraine, had already grown as thick as it could.

To him, Sonny Zeppelin was the most trusted soldier, the mighty arm of the principality, and a dear friend.

“I also read the report sent by Captain Enoch Levandel, and it was immediately apparent that he was an officer with a bright future. Where the hell did you find these talents?”

“This is a state secret.”

“It’s a state secret that even the Commander-in-Chief of the Armed Forces doesn’t know about. The rebels were here.”

In less than a month after being commissioned, the King of Gong personally praised the ball and went from being a second lieutenant to a lieutenant.

Six months have passed since then, and now, through the personnel discretion of the ‘Brigade Commander’, he has been granted the rank of captain.

As the word is the brigade commander’s personnel discretion, and the Special Response Brigade itself is directly under the king’s army, this special promotion is no different from Orlando Ruth III’s actual involvement.

From a second lieutenant to a captain in seven months, it is an unprecedented speed of promotion even if you look for it throughout the continent.

However, both Prince Orlando Ruth III and Sonny Zeppelin had no disagreements or complaints about him.

It was rather regrettable.

“…… Certainly, if I had been commissioned a little earlier, I would have been able to push through to the major.”

“I guess so. For now, this level of rank is the limit. Unless a war suddenly breaks out somewhere.”

Orlando Ruth III remembered Brigadier General Hafenruck Helheim, the commander of the magic brigade under direct control of the Central Corps, a similar case to Enoch Levandel.

He was also a crazy strongman who reached the rank of brigadier general in just 10 years. Of course, Hafenruuk Helheim also didn’t reach the rank of lieutenant in 7 months, but still.

That’s why Enoch Levandel was special.

“I want to see you one more time soon.”

“With all due respect, I think it would be best not to do that at this time.”

“…… Are you worried about being seduced by flies?”

“Yes, that’s great.”

Sonny Zeppelin said, putting down an empty wine glass before he knew it.

“I don’t know how many generals have been attached to the Soviet Empire, but the number is by no means small. In the position where you are already attracting attention, if His Excellency the King makes contact with you again, then you will become the main target of the disquieting forces.”

In the worst case scenario, Captain Enoch’s life may be threatened. It may still be quiet inside the military, but it was unknown when the knife would be pulled out.

It is difficult to assassinate the prince.

This is even more true of the archmage Sonny Zeppelin.

But what if you are a first-time officer who is only a captain?

Enoch Levandel is by no means easygoing, but he is still inexperienced.

No matter how gifted the experience, the moment a hole is drilled in the forehead at night, it is the same thing that life is blown away.

A captain who clearly expressed his liking.

As soon as he is commissioned, he participates in a bold operation and makes a contribution, and that ‘Sonny Zeppelin’ pays attention to the young officer.

It is an ideal target for sending a warning message to the Prince’s forces.

“Has there been any other contact from the National Military Police?”

“They said yes. How long has it been since the Ukrnian army was normalized in the first place? Since it was a bummer from the beginning, it seems that it is difficult in many ways to be sure who is standing on which side.”

“It is difficult. Politics doesn’t suit me either.”

“I think so too.”

The two uttered candid voices.

King Orlando Ruth II was a good king, but he was not competent in everything. And in the era of the previous king, the world situation hadn’t changed so drastically.

The already weak Ukrnian army was almost neglected under the tacit connivance of the prince.

Paradoxically, only the magic conscription system that had been passed down since the Imperial era became the last bastion to support the Ukrnian army that was on the verge of collapsing.

Aren’t all the heroes who made a contribution in the Quernen War right now conscripted through the magic conscription system?

As a result of the deteriorating health of the previous duke, what Orlando Ruth III did as soon as he took the new duke position was military reform. However, the King alone has no choice. Because he was a corpse of Ukrnian soldiers, he had to keep fresh blood flowing.

In that respect, Enoch Levandel was the perfect talent the king wanted. He is a young officer with a terrifyingly sharp insight, sweeping all kinds of balls.

It is the Ukrnian ‘joker card’ to prepare for the time when dark clouds fall in earnest over the peace that has been maintained for hundreds of years.

The young monarch was convinced that on the day the peace was broken, the first country to be eaten would be the Principality of Ukraine.

“Let’s proceed carefully with the plan, don’t we still have some time left?”

“Sure. We are currently planning to recruit the 8th Assault Magical Infantry Battalion. It will be September soon, so they say that they plan to focus only on elevating the troops and establishing an educational curriculum until they start supplying personnel in earnest.”

“You seem to be doing pretty well as an acting battalion commander.”

“It’s to the point where I doubt whether he really is an officer who just graduated from the military academy.”

On the day he took on the position of unit commander, where did his crumbly appearance, stained with worries and worries, go?

Enoch Levandel was literally tearing and fixing his troops.

He was attempting to remodel the horse in the most optimized form by summarizing the opinions of his subordinates and fellow company commanders and actively sharing opinions with the staff.

“Anyway, monsters are right. We’ll have to wait a bit longer for magical knowledge, but…… I think maybe a second great mage will be born in Ukraine.”

“Shouldn’t that be enough to make all the things I’ve done so far make sense?”

Enoch Levandel.

The sharpest, most well-forged sword that Sonny Zeppelin asked for.

It was a sword that hadn’t rusted for a long time like the others, nor had its shape been strangely deformed.

If you were given a weapon like this as a gift, shouldn’t you wield it well instead of putting it in a warehouse?

Sometimes I grind it with a whetstone to keep it from rusting.

“I’ll leave all the personnel and logistics-related paperwork coming in from that side to you, Sonny Zeppelin. I will give you maximum autonomy, so you can knead it however you like.”

“Thank you.”

From the 8th Assault Magical Infantry Battalion backed by the absolute power of the King.

It did not take long for dozens of proposals for local appointments to arrive.