Mage Veigar

Chapter 57 Return
"No."

"Absolutely not."

An angry roar was heard from the attending physician's office.

An old man dressed as a doctor pointed at Vega and said, "No matter how many times you say it, I will never allow you to return to the army before your injuries are healed. There is no room for negotiation."

boom.

The sound of a loud door slamming echoed.

This was the 30th time Vega was kicked out of the office.

Ever since he felt that his injuries had recovered about 7% three days ago, he couldn't wait to ask the attending physician for discharge and return to the front line. However, the attending physician was too dedicated to his job and refused to let him go no matter how Vega requested.

He could not return to the army without the permission of his attending physician.

Because the itinerary of formal soldiers needs to be reported to the personnel office under the regiment staff, Vega's registered itinerary now is during the hospitalization period. As long as the health system here does not issue a discharge certificate, the army will not accept Vega normally even if he is discharged from the hospital without authorization, and may even accuse Vega of false reporting of itinerary.

Return to the ward.

Now he was the only one in the VIP ward. Even Captain Kommer had been discharged from the hospital and returned to the army. This left Vega with nothing to do and he didn't even have anyone to chat with.

Vega sat in front of a table with paper and pen on it.

He began to write letters.

This letter was an application submitted to the regiment headquarters. He intended to apply for a guerrilla mission because only in guerrilla missions the chance of encountering professionals was higher. If he chose to sit back and wait, he didn't know how long it would take him to become a real magician.

creak creak-

The application was written in ten minutes.

But he couldn't be discharged from the hospital until three days later.

then.

Vega revised the application back and forth for three days and finally waited for the date of discharge from the hospital.

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Returning like an arrow.

Vega followed a supply team on the journey back to the army.

The weather today seemed gloomy. After a week of clear weather, it looked like a heavy snow was about to come. However, the bad weather did not affect Vega's mood.

He sat alone in the carriage.

Then he raised his left hand and clenched it vigorously. It was obvious that the impact of the fracture was no longer there. This was the strong recovery ability of the professional. Even if he was seriously injured, as long as he received treatment, he could fully recover within ten days.

"This sir."

The soldier driving the car interrupted Vega's thoughts: "Our convoy is heading to the 1st Division's base, so we can only take you here. We are deeply sorry for the inconvenience."

"It's me who should thank you for giving me a ride."

Vega saluted the soldiers, then got off the carriage and headed northeast. It was only half a day's journey from here to his company's base, and he would be able to reach the sentry tower by evening.

"May the glory of the empire be with you."

The soldier lowered his right hand in salute only after Vega disappeared over the horizon.

Although they had only been together for less than a day, Vega had left a deep impression on him.

Whether it was the rumors about Vega in the army or the Imperial Wing Medal that symbolized glory, he respected this officer who was a generation younger than him from the bottom of his heart. Especially Vega's friendly attitude, which made him regard Vega as an idol.

the other side.

Veigar had no idea that he had won over a soldier.

He was speeding towards the sentry tower, and at about 16:15 in the afternoon, he returned to the sentry tower.

"He's back. The company commander is back."

The soldiers on duty outside the watchtower shouted loudly when they saw Vega's iconic figure.

Wow.

The quiet sentry tower suddenly became lively. Soldiers who were resting rushed out of the sentry tower and quickly gathered towards Vega. They intercepted Vega 150 meters away from the sentry tower. "Captain, you are finally back..."

"How is your recovery going?"

"Second Captain, please bring the two eggs I hid to the company commander..."

Vega was overwhelmed by the noisy inquiries. Although he knew that he was well regarded by his subordinates, he did not expect it to reach this point. This surprised him.

But it's not a bad thing.

A higher evaluation among subordinates is also a reflection of personal ability. Especially when it comes to promotion, the evaluation of superiors by subordinates is also one of the important assessment indicators.

"Quiet."

"Line up."

Vega gave the order, and all the soldiers immediately lined up. The scene quickly became quiet.

"Thank you for your concern."

Vega looked around and said, "My injuries have healed. I am ashamed to have troubled you all with your concerns, but now is not the time to chat. Those who have daily tasks should hurry up and complete them. Those who don't have tasks should rest immediately. If anyone makes a mistake during a mission, don't blame me for turning against you."

"Now, disband."

"Yes!!"

The crowd roared hysterically and then dispersed.

"The company commander is still as strict as ever."

"It's only when you follow a strict leader that you can feel at ease."

"If my kid had one percent of the ability of the company commander, why would I join the army..."

Amid the discussions, the soldiers had all returned to the sentry tower, some to rest, some to do their duties.

But Adjutant Charles did not leave.

His daily task was to follow Vega so that he could be on standby at all times.

"Sergeant Char."

Vega took out the written application letter and said, "Please send this letter to the regiment headquarters as soon as possible and set off immediately."

"Yes, Captain."

Adjutant Charles did not ask anything else. As an excellent subordinate, he only needed to follow orders. Sometimes knowing too much is not a good thing, so he took the letter and immediately set off for the regiment headquarters.

The regiment headquarters is located behind the border, about 2 hours away.

Although the round trip would not take too much time, considering that it was already close to evening and the adjutant would not return until daybreak, Vega did not look forward to it.

Return to the sentry tower.

Vega began to process the work that had been piling up for several days.

sunset.

The adjutant finally arrived at the regiment headquarters before the last ray of afterglow disappeared.

Under the guidance of a soldier, he entered the tent of the regiment staff and saluted, "Reporting to the regiment commander and chief of staff, the adjutant of the 232nd Company, Charles, is under the order of the company commander, Lieutenant Vega, to hand you a letter."

"A letter from Lieutenant Vega?"

The commander's curiosity was aroused: "If I'm not mistaken, your company commander just returned to the troops today. Does he have something important to report at this time? He is really an excellent officer who is loyal to his duties."

As he spoke, Captain Gunther opened the letter.

One eye and ten lines.

Captain Gunther's originally relaxed brows gradually furrowed.

He did not immediately stamp the application with the "approved" seal, but handed the application to the chief of staff next to him, then raised his head and said to the adjutant Charles: "Thank you for your hard work, Sergeant. You can rest for a while at the regiment headquarters tonight. We will give you a reply before noon tomorrow."

(End of this chapter)