My Subordinates Are Insanely Competent

00010 #1 – my minions are insanely capable

#1 – My subordinates are insanely capable (10)

We finally got Lina out, and we could hear what happened while we were hanging out in the adventurer’s guild lounge.

“After the boss left, I raked up valuable items in the guild first. Storage was a bit of a problem, but the branch manager was also absent, so I put everything in the sub-space pocket in the branch manager’s office.”

“And then?”

“The corpse didn’t fit in the void pocket, so we just left it alone, and instead made a mark with an ax and a sword as if it had come from the mercenary guild.”

The words were cut off at an odd time.

“Did you not finish the work?”

“Uh… you mean that?”

Lina smiled awkwardly and continued.

“After smashing the counter and cutting the clerk’s body with an ax for a while, the branch manager came back.”

“… … .”

“I also had a space pocket. He was caught as a current criminal and fled without incident.”

In the end, it was said that, rather than destroying evidence, he was taken as the real culprit.

“Well?”

From what I’ve heard, it’s not really a bad thing.

To think that Caesar did what Lina did…

“It was a short time, but it was fun.”

“What are you cutting, you damn boss! You were caught working for you and the real culprit!”

“Incompetent. It messes things up because you can’t even do your first mission properly.”

Lina was depressed.

Because what I said wasn’t wrong.

Still, I stroked Lina’s hair.

“Yongkee, you came back alive from that situation. I could have run away with my space pocket. Why didn’t you leave alone?”

“Hey, make an accomplice… You didn’t mean to, but you decided to become the boss’s second subordinate, right? Protection from the big guys… No, eat your back… No, I have to call him a key player… … ?”

It’s pathetic to see from the side.

stop.

Excuses are getting more and more obsolete.

“I wish I had come. After dinner, wash up and go to sleep.”

“yes!”

I rented a room from the innkeeper.

“One double room, one single room.”

“No. Time is time, so there are two single rooms left.”

“Then with that. As a bonus, give him hot water.”

It’s a cold day, so hot water would be good for a bath. The employee readily replied that he would know, and sent two single room numbers and a basin filled with hot water for washing.

Well, something about Daeya.

Even if you can’t wash your body thoroughly by soaking it as you thought it would, if you use it sparingly, it’s enough to wash your body. Since I have a small body, it shouldn’t be difficult.

“Then is it room distribution?”

There are two rooms and three people.

It was then that I realized

I mean, I’m caught up in a huge dilemma.

‘Lina is a girl. Of course I should give you a room.’

That’s natural.

‘Kairas is my most precious servant. I’ll give you a room for loyalty management.’

It is also natural.

‘Then where do I sleep?’

I have money, but no room.

For two people to sleep in a room, either one must sleep standing up, or both must curl up uncomfortable.

In this case, the only thing I can think of is sleeping in the same room as Kairas, but… … . If you sleep with that guy, you both can’t sleep satisfactorily, and your loyalty will be adversely affected.

‘How dare you make a high-class man like me sleep uncomfortable!’ The same reaction is expected.

If I make him sleep standing up, I can sleep comfortably, but that might be my last sleep in this game.

What if that guy kicks me and dies while I’m sleeping? It’s a saengtora that kills people even with a handshake.

‘After all, I have no choice but to stand and sleep.’

But when I think about it, I really hate it.

From https://readwn.com

My subordinate sleeps comfortably, so why do I have to sleep standing up?

You even have to sleep while looking down at the sleeping person.

“Kairus. Just let me sleep.”

“Okay, boss.”

“By the way, I ask, do you have a sleeping habit?”

Kairas scratched his head roughly with tired eyes and answered.

“Right now, you can kill a person in your sleep.”

“… … .”

Never!

You must never share the same room with this guy!

“You go into this room.”

Caesar looked at me intently and gave me a thumbs up.

“You are a man. Somehow, he wanted to show compassion for raising bath water, not like a boss, so he must have wanted to take the maiden of such a young subordinate.”

“wrong!”

“Are you trying to raise them and eat them? If that is the case, then the plan is to torture Rina, who has been stuck in a trash can for 12 hours, to sleep, and then to break her willpower and take control of her body.”

What is your impression of your boss?

There is no such garbage here.

“I do not use the room.”

“Whoa. Killing the innkeeper is difficult. I can’t sleep long when there’s a commotion.”

“You don’t even kill the innkeeper!”

Caesar asked sarcastically.

“Then how are you going to sleep?”

If you don’t sleep for a day, your SP (Stemina Point) will drop. From the second day, HP (Health Point) and MP (Mana Point) will decrease, and from the third day, the decrease in ability is also noticeable.

Even so, the condition [lack of sleep] does not worsen as long as you only stay up for one day.

Caesar frowned at my words with such a calculation.

“It’s strange. If the boss, more cruel than anyone else, turns over both rooms and doesn’t kill the innkeeper… Are you sure you’re giving up your bed to our subordinates?”

It was then that I realized

The thoughtful act of yielding a room to Caesar, who treats me as a bloodthirsty maniac and psychopath, is absurd.

If you don’t get it, you won’t even serve me as the boss, and you won’t find any reason to keep my life, not the boss, alive.

‘If you give up your room, you die!’

Such good deeds are not suitable for me.

“What nonsense are you talking about? Are you giving up your room?”

“Then where do you plan to sleep today?”

“I’m going to an inn other than this cramped inn.”

Caesar sighed, as if he had taken a bite.

“You are also a boss. I can’t believe I’m going to leave only my subordinates in a cheap inn and let myself lie down in a high-end inn. I am sorry for the impure misunderstanding.”

Your imagination is far more impure.

This guy is really confused.

I don’t know if I’m being treated like an idiot or a boss.

* * *

As I was enjoying my sleep under the languid sunlight, I started to feel bad for some reason. I felt uneasy for some reason, but at first I heard a creepy voice in my ear.

“Get up. boss.”

“!!”

I was startled and opened my eyes.

Thinking it was a very dirty dream, he turned his head and saw Caesar wiping his blade on the bedsheet.

I did not understand this situation well, so I pondered for a while whether it was a dream in a dream.

“Why are you here?”

“I had an urgent business and the boss called me late, so I came to see you in person even though I knew it was rude.”

I looked out the window and saw that the sun was just starting to rise.

I haven’t slept three hours at most.

So, what is the yonggeon that woke me up in three hours?

“Would you like to have beef soup for breakfast or a sandwich with mashed sesame leaves?”

“…What?”

“I asked if he would like soup or a sandwich for breakfast.”

this is kinda annoying

“Is it urgent enough to wake me up after only three hours of sleep?”

“That’s right.”

“… … .”

pissed off

I want to hit this guy very hard just once, somehow.

What’s with all these guys like this?

“I don’t eat.”

“boss. It is not good to skip meals no matter how angry you are with the poor menu. You won’t gain muscle in your already weak body.”

“I’m not really upset about that.”

The reason I’m angry right now is because of your very existence.

haha, who to blame

Everything is my karma that created you in this world.

This is the first time that the word self-sufficient profit comes to mind.

Next time I’m going to make a minion, I won’t make a killer weapon again.

I want to make something like a very kind and gentle kitten.

“I am tired now. Don’t disturb me, get off.”

“…All right.”

When the congratulatory order is issued, the ancient tombs listen well.

If you didn’t listen to me, I’d take this bastard right away.

“for a moment. How did you get here?”

“I got help from people.”

Due to his personality, it is impossible to have a normal conversation with people.

When I woke up, I could feel the smell of blood tickling my nose.

I looked around and saw that the color of the bedsheets he had wiped his knife on was bright red.

“How many people did you kill?”

“I didn’t kill anyone.”

“Change the question. How many people did you cut with that sword?”

“Seven people.”

“… … .”

The guard flag stood up!

If you catch this, you’ll be arrested as soon as you wake up!

“Any witnesses?”

“There is not.”

“Shut up?”

“I made sure.”

I was nervous for a while, but I was finally relieved.

“Then it happened. Don’t buy and go.”

“Yes.”

Although what he is doing is violent, the concept of minimal sensibility exists for this guy. There is a basic common sense that if you go crazy and go crazy, the guards will arrest you and put you in jail.

The problem is that there is really only that kind of basic common sense.

“There, Boss.”

The ceiling suddenly opened and Lina stuck her head out.

What.

Why is that bitch coming out with the ceiling open?

“What.”

“The conversation we just had, how the heck did it come to pass? I don’t understand it at all.”

“First, explain why you are there.”

Lina replied with a bright smile.

“The boss is going to become a giant in the future, isn’t it? Looking at yesterday’s behavior, I thought I would be assassinated while I was sleeping if I left it alone, so I stood by the bodyguard.”

“Thank you so much for that.”

You see me as a tycoon who’s about to be assassinated.

I really don’t know where to put this.

Of course, I am not happy to hear anything like that.

“How did you get up there?”

“Because it’s an empty room. came in.”

Don’t talk casually as if you are climbing because there is a mountain.

Haha, that’s a real hit.

This has a different meaning from Caesar.

“That hole in the ceiling?”

“I couldn’t see the bottom, so I cut it.”

“…”

I feel like an idiot for asking this guy a question.

For lack of common sense, he is close to Caesar.

Suddenly I realized that this was a very dangerous situation.

Let’s follow a simple syllogism here.

A killer who lacks common sense and an assassin who lacks common sense follow me, calling me a boss.

All subordinates’ actions take place with the master’s acquiescence or permission.

All the evil deeds committed by slayers and assassins who lack common sense are deemed to have been ordered or permitted by me.

A square hole was drilled in the ceiling floor of the empty room upstairs.

It was the same as wiping the red blood on the bedsheet.

“…get out of here for now.”

Thinking that I was in the middle of a crime scene, even a little bit of sleepiness that was about to come back ran away. As I quickly came to my senses and left the bed, Caesar asked me with a very serious expression.

“What would you like to have for breakfast?”

that I don’t eat

Go eat whatever you want, bastard.