Mage Veigar

Chapter 8 The Way of Royalty
The method for being a superior and the way for controlling those below.

This is the mentality that managers need to learn no matter which world they are in.

Vega is no longer an ordinary soldier, but a low-ranking officer. Now that he has become a manager, he needs to make good use of the "rules of superiors and ways of governing subordinates" to establish his prestige in front of his subordinates.

There are many ways to build prestige.

Some NCOs use a friendly attitude, a commanding posture, and a resolute style of action...

But these are not suitable for Veigar.

His 11-year-old age and childish body are destined to make people unconvincing. His blind friendliness will only make his subordinates disobey his orders and even cause trouble for him. Being intimidating without getting angry and being decisive and resolute seem to have nothing to do with him.

It seems that there is only one choice.

"Killing the chicken to scare the monkey" is the simplest way to control subordinates.

His ideal is just to join the army and live a stable and ordinary life. If his subordinates know how to cooperate, there is no need for him to make an example of them. But now it seems that his subordinates do not know how to cooperate.

Vega raised his spear and pointed it at the vice-captain.

Although it looked a little funny, just like an ant showing off in front of an elephant, no one could laugh at this time, because words and actions might deceive people, but the murderous intent in the eyes could not.

Drops of cold sweat rolled down.

The corporal and seven ordinary soldiers quickly stood at attention in a row, and no one dared to speak for the deputy captain.

Absolutely obey the orders of superiors.

This is regarded as the supreme military rule and is written into the first article of the first chapter of the first category of the Imperial Military Law. Anyone who violates this rule has the power to be executed directly by the immediate superior without going through a military court.

What if the leader is unable to execute his subordinates or if they rebel?
Then the military court would intervene afterwards. If the person had no family members, he would be executed directly. If the person had family members, his entire clan would be punished. This also forged the Imperial Army's famous terrifying execution ability and fearless combat capability in the Galan Continent.

Being punished along with the entire clan just for the sake of momentary pleasure?

The corporal and his team members did not want to die. Even if they defeated or even killed Vega, what would it matter? Once Vega reported the matter to the higher-ups, they would be subjected to the most severe punishment.

"you……"

The deputy captain was not afraid. He completely ignored the spear in front of him and turned around and roared, "He is just a child. Do you really treat him as your superior? Even if we teach him a lesson today, I don't think he would dare to report this to the higher-ups."

flutter.

Vega thrust his spear straight forward, making a sound of breaking through the air.

"what?"

The deputy captain also didn't expect that Vega would actually dare to attack him. How could a half-grown child really dare to kill someone?
thump.

The deputy captain rolled over like a lazy donkey and dodged the spear, but he looked a little embarrassed.

"How dare you, little brat!"

The deputy captain roared angrily. If he was stabbed by the bullet, he would not be able to die even if he had ten lives. He was sure that this half-grown boy really wanted to kill him.

Anger can make people lose their rationality.

The position of captain originally belonged to him, but now it was taken away by a child. His former teammates also betrayed him one after another at this time. His embarrassed appearance was even laughed at by the soldiers around who were watching the fun. He was angry.

He raised his spear and attacked Vega.

"Deputy Captain, don't..."

The corporal's persuasion could not bring back a beast whose sanity had been devoured by anger. The deputy captain rushed to Vega in an instant, stabbed his spear at Vega's heart, and a cruel grin appeared on his face.

This move is very quick.

In the eyes of others, there was absolutely no way Vega could dodge this attack. After all, the deputy captain launched the attack suddenly and the distance was very close. Even an elite soldier would be hit by surprise.

Everyone finally saw it.

The deputy captain wanted to die together with Vega. After all, if he didn't kill Vega, he would be judged, and killing Vega would mean death. He didn't have any relatives, so it was better to drag Vega to be the scapegoat than to die in both cases.

"Want to take someone with you?" Vega smiled. He had survived the cold and hungry winter, and had escaped death from the K97 border. He finally got a stable environment, a comfortable bed and delicious food every day. Not to mention a deputy captain, even the legion commander would not want to kill him.

boom.

A warm current flowed out from the heart and instantly spread throughout the body, directly blocking the bullet.

"how is this possible?"

The deputy captain's brain froze. How could this full-strength shot not even pierce a child's clothes?
While he was distracted, Vega took action.

He did not kill the deputy captain directly. Instead, he swept his spear across and kicked him to the ground. The sharp and cold tip of the spear was close to the skin of his throat. If he moved any further, he would have died.

"I didn't mean to kill you, I just wanted to warn you."

Vega said coldly: "I didn't expect you to try to assassinate the commander. I will transfer you to the military court. I believe that the military law of the empire will give you a fair trial."

Putting away his spear, Vega looked down at the deputy captain lying on the ground.

The corporal cleverly stepped forward and grabbed the deputy captain.

He said to another soldier, "Why are you still standing there? Didn't you hear the captain's order? Send the deputy captain to the military court. Do you want to disobey the captain's order?"

"Yes, Captain."

After the corporal's suggestion, the team rushed forward and tied up the deputy captain, and two of them were assigned to send him to the military court for trial. In the deputy captain's eyes, there was nothing but despair and deep regret.

Impulse is the devil.

It is true that humans are rational creatures, and rational time accounts for 99 percent of their lives, but human momentary impulses often destroy happiness for most of their lives.

The farce is over.

Vega was very satisfied with his plan of killing the chicken to scare the monkey.

Now the eyes of his subordinates and the soldiers around him are full of absolute awe. He has well established the image of a dignified and indomitable leader. Now that he has established his foothold, he can start a stable daily work and life.

"Team, captain."

At this time, the corporal stepped forward nervously and said, "We were all restricted by the deputy captain's orders and had to disobey your training orders. We are willing to accept your punishment."

Vega nodded and said, "You can escape the death penalty, but you can't escape the punishment of life. Today's training volume will be doubled. Do you have any objections?"

"Yes, Captain!" everyone responded in unison.

The carrot and stick approach will never go out of style. Being dignified at work and caring in life is the easiest way to gain the favor of subordinates, and Vega uses it to perfection.

Therefore, after a day of training, Vega had become friends with his teammates.

On the way back to the camp, the corporal suddenly asked, "Captain Vega, are you a professional?"

"Professional?"

Vega's eyes flashed with confusion. Neither the instructor of the recruit training nor the squadron leader or the regiment commander had deliberately mentioned the term "professional". It was obvious that he did not understand these things as he had only been here for 10 months.

"Captain, that's how you blocked the deputy captain's attack just now."

Another soldier said excitedly: "Professionals use magic power to fight, and each move is often extremely powerful. If the magic power is not exhausted, ordinary swords and knives can't even break through their defenses. You must be a noble professional, right?"

The soldier next to him echoed: "Generally, professionals serve as officers at the company level or above. It is generally impossible for professionals to exist in squadrons and teams. I didn't expect that our team is so lucky to have a professional as the captain."

Questions came one after another: "Captain, have you been certified by the Professionals' Union? I heard that professionals not only receive subsidies from the Empire every month, but also have the right to wear a cross sword, which is a symbol of honor, status, and strength."

The corporal also became interested: "Captain, please take out your cross sword and let us see it. The deputy captain next door once gave the company commander a cross sword, and he has been showing off for almost a whole year."

"..."

Veigar was overwhelmed by the questions, but key words such as professional certification, professional union, cross sword, and imperial subsidy had attracted his attention. He planned to take advantage of his free time to visit the Professional Union.

(End of this chapter)