Luca sighed and returned to his seat.
“Really, really Nami…”
Thinking about Namiya made him sigh.
Remembering her distinctive gloomy face made him angry.
“No, but why does she keep her eyes half closed like that?” It's annoying.
Doesn't she have any enthusiasm?
Namiya Rawabi.
She entered the academy as valedictorian and received everyone's attention, but has since remained in the bottom half of the class.
Therefore, everyone casually thought, “Maybe she was lucky on the entrance exam.”
But Luca was different.
Because he made competing with her his goal after the entrance exam, he had been keeping a close eye on her the whole time.
'I don't know much about defensive passes, but it still looks amazing.'
Of course, that talent was also something that Namiya had hidden until now.
Namiya also expected that the talent would be buried quietly this time.
'But what's really happening?
Since the academy, I knew that she was severely discriminated against by the Baron and his wife.'
He had a vague idea that the Baron and his wife only cared for Juan.
Baron Rawabi and his wife, who sometimes came to the academy, never paid attention to Namiya.
Namia also naturally accepted their indifference throughout her school years.
“Everything is strange.”
Luka always thought Namiya was a bit skinny.
But when he looked at her condition properly, he felt even worse.
“If her nutrition is poor…no, she doesn’t buy and eat properly even though she has the extra money?” What on earth are you going to do with the money you're saving so badly?
'Please, I want to compete on equal grounds just once!'
'Even now, I want to be recognized as a growing competitor!'
Right when Luka sighed with a confused face.
“Luca.”
shouted his immediate supervisor, the emergency team leader.
“Miss Namia Rawabi, has she regained consciousness this afternoon?”
"Yes?"
Luca blinked and then answered.
“Consciousness… you woke up this morning?”
"What?"
At Luka's words, the team leader hurriedly stood up.
Then he added as if he was confused.
“His Highness said he would come to visit when Miss Namiya comes to her senses.”
"What?"
At those words, Luka's eyes widened and his mouth fell open.
It was natural for the knights to protect the Crown Prince.
Therefore, as Namiya said, Luka also believed that she would only receive a reward in the form of imperial praise.
“His Highness the Crown Prince, the future of the empire itself, cares so much about Namibia?”
“I know.
In fact, he could have easily avoided it even without those scrolls, but he still wanted to express his gratitude.”
At that moment, Luka remembered Namiya's words earlier and smiled bitterly.
She said no one would care...
And right now, his boss was like this too.
Although Kiaros clearly referred to Namia as a “savior.”
'Then… will the scroll management department behave as Namiye expected?'
He couldn't say anything more earlier because it was the purview of someone else's department.
But he didn't believe that she would receive discipline instead of praise for doing something out of the ordinary.
If the atmosphere in this section is really like this, it's amazing just imagine it.
'If I were in a developing state, would I be able to live with passion?'
Only then did Luka swallow his dry saliva at the sudden realization.
‘Juan takes all the achievements, her parents take all the salary, and even when she shows her abilities, her bosses are busy criticizing her.’
Namiya was very quiet when she talked about her future, which made him feel bad.
How much frustration she had suffered alone to become indifferent to their unfair and unreasonable treatment.
Luka gradually began to realize why she always had such a completely calm face.
‘If you knew well that nothing would change no matter how hard you worked, you would have no expectations in life.’
While Luka was lost in thought, he quickly asked the team leader.
“Anyway, she is still in the ward, right?
I have to report this quickly.”
“No… the ward is already empty.
Work, I went to work.”
Then the team leader's mouth fell open.
“No, I got out of the hospital this morning and went to work?
Does that make sense?”
"I know.
I thought it would be best if she rested for at least a day, but she's quite determined."
Luca's words made the team leader sigh as if in pain.
Then he scratched his head and asked again.
“So Miss Namiya went to the scroll production department?
Did she go there?”
“Team Leader, the name of this department is not the Pass Production Department but rather the Pass Management Department...”
“Oh well.
I must quickly convey this to His Highness the Crown Prince.
Considering that he said he would be going to the pavilion in the first place, he will probably visit the Scroll Management Department in person.”
This was definitely a situation that even Namiya could never have predicted.
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Luca insisted that I rest for at least one more day to finish.
Of course I didn't listen to him and left the ward on time.
“Annual leave is precious...sick leave cannot be compensated...this is absolutely not allowed.”
I crossed the palace garden with the same expression as I usually went to work.
I wondered if I had said too much to Luca, but decided to forget it.
I didn't even have the energy to build my pride.
'Anyway, I really shouldn't be taking a vacation.
I would rather end my life than use the vacation.'
As was the case with all workplaces, there was a fixed number of annual and sick leave available for a year.
If you don't use it by the end of the year, it will be converted into cash.
Like overtime pay, it was not recorded on the official pay slip and was paid in cash.
'It's my money!
It's really my money!'
I diligently saved money and put up with Baron Rawabi’s family.
On the outside, I had a sullen look, but internally, I shouted excitedly:
'I want to live!
I can live!
As long as there is no war!
There are things I must do!'
Of course, having to find my birth father and all that was just a small citizen situation that didn't even appear in the great original work.
In any case, it is my sincere desire to prevent war.
So, I was going to do my best in any position I could.
“The masterminds are tremendous.” There was no way they would give up just because they failed this time.
'Of course, masterminds are masterminds, and I have to get to work.'
Anyway, I stood in front of the PA office door, feeling lighter than ever after receiving IV fluids.
After taking a deep breath, she opened the door.
I opened the door as carefully as I could, but there was an unusually loud clicking sound.
Meanwhile, in the tense atmosphere, all the eyes of the department were focused on me.
'The weather is clearly not good.'
Well, that was what I expected.
As I quietly headed to my seat, my direct supervisor, Osun, strode towards me.
His expression was unusual.
“Namiya.”
“Oh yes...”
“Let's talk for a moment.”
As expected.
That means, _from now on, I will scold you_
At the same time I bowed my head, Osun shouted sharply.
"What are we going to do about this?
What should we do?"
This wasn't really about thinking about what to do.
He meant, “Just shut up now.”
The atmosphere immediately became more tense, and everyone in the department remained silent as if they had died.
Osun shouted again.
“Do you know what happened to us because of your unexpected actions?”
His voice was so loud that it echoed through all the corridors of the building.
When I was a beginner, my heart would beat hard and my body would twitch at such times.
I was just afraid that someone else would scold me.
But I was now in my fourth year in the organization.
So…
“The number of scrolls mentioned in the report was different from the actual number!
This is how incompetent the Ministry has become!”
What's on the lunch menu today?
Oh, wait.
There's definitely a cube steak this week...
“No, if you are so talented, why didn’t you go to the Magic Tower in the first place!”
Was it yesterday or today?