Trouble

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July 30th, 1924

"Oh Fuck! If they're calling me from HQ this means trouble. Is it because of my actions in school?"

Thoughts were rapidly invading the mind of Major Tanya Von Degurechaff impeding her brain from working as she wanted it to. Meaning, everyone knew that being called meant you did something wrong or your superior had made a complaint about you. She had to resist the urge of biting her thumb's nail, she didn't want to show her nervousness or worry. But this could also be a good thing, like a medal.

"Major, follow me," said a soldier to the blonde child. "General Zettour is waiting for you in his office"

"Thank you"

The ideas kept tumbling in, one after the other, this kept her distracted and in an anxious state. She even had to take silent deep breaths and close her sky blue eyes in preparation for the oncoming situation. The fact that a ten-year-old was part of the military was already insane, not to mention she was a reborn man in his late thirties.

"We have arrived."

"Mayor Tanya Von Degurechaff, reporting!" she said knocking on the door.

"Come in" When she received permission she immediately when inside the office. The general was sitting at his desk with a bunch of papers in his hands, and next to him, a person she had never seen.

"I am glad to see you Mayor Degurechaff. It is an honor to have one of the 12 knights here."

"Thank you, it is an honor for me to be called for this meeting, sir"

The fact that her achievements were used in this conversation made her even more nervous.

"Perfect. There are many reasons for this meeting"

"Fuck! This is getting serious"

"Calm down Major. There is only good news."

"Eh?"

"The first thing I wish to inform you about is that this person is Demiurge the ambassador and supervisor of the new alliance made with the sorcerer kingdom"

"A pleasure Major" the man was tall, skin a hue of brown, dressed in an orange British suit with white stripes, his big ears ending in a point. A dark elf? Was this some kind of video game? His eyes were not visible behind his lenses. Plus, the Sorcerer kingdom was the stupidest name Tanya had ever heard in both her lives. What was being X thinking?

"Understood, this shall be a benefit to the empire" Tanya decided to say carefully.

"I see that your subordinate is fast to understand the situation," said Demiurge with a smile that revealed his fangs. That grin was not sincere, it was playful as if he was analyzing and he was having fun by doing it. It was too disturbing for the blonde, who decided to ignore him to the best of her ability.

"Of course, do not let her age fool you, she has accomplished many things for our fatherland" praised Zettour. "Now, the second thing I wished to talk about with you is that there is a new mission for you" he took out a bunch of papers from his desk drawer and handed them over to Tanya. "We wish to take your opinion into consideration"

"Thank you"

"Oh fuck! All of these are at the frontlines. I hope I don't show my anger..."

"The last one is coming directly from strategic HQ"

"Shit! This is the real one!"

"Due to your merits, you can choose whichever you like"

"There are so many, I can't choose, sir"

"To tell the truth, it doesn't seem I have any other option. This is coming from HQ and if I reject them, my career will have gone through the drain."

"No matter which you decide on, let me warn you...It will not be an easy task"

"True"

"Now that you have received your orders" the general paused for a moment, his gaze and tone changed. "It is time for us to end this meeting"

"Sir?"

"Major Degurechaff, I intend to put you in charge of the new mage battalion which you suggested to me."

"I-I'm sorry, a mage battalion?"

"This was my suggestion!? Leading a battalion like this is a much bigger risk than being stationed on the front lines!"

"Due to its mobile nature you will answer directly to strategic HQ" explained the man "You will not have a commander, but interpret it as working for me."

"I-It would be an honor! But I am not q-"

"Do not worry, we have submitted an order" said Zettour without missing a beat. "This is a new battalion created by our fatherland and our new allies"

Tanya blinked once, then twice.

"Would that mean I will be in charge of people from our nation as well as those from the sorcerer kingdom?"

"In a way" answered Demiurge almost making the blonde jump. "Our people will be sent as medics, since, we have been painfully aware of your lack thereof"

Was that a tail!? Tanya could swear she was hallucinating by now. Perhaps overworking herself wasn't a good idea after all.

"Understood"

"You may leave"

"My life is ruined"

Tanya was mad. She didn't want to care for more people. So she wrote a wonderful commercial, showing the low wages and lack of benefits. Sadly, it worked like a charm for the empire, soon she was swamped by documents. Tanya had expected that demon to ask for a change when he went to check. No, he congratulated her, and now she knew why. Having an adjutant wasn't much better since she was very efficient things were done quickly. On the flip side, at least her adjutant was the pretty Viktoriya Ivanova Serebryakov, who made the most perfect coffee she had ever tried in her career in this life.