The Elf Saint is a NEET, so I Forced Her to Work in Another World

Military Exercises (Part 1)

***The port city of Maverny***

The streets of the duchy's capital were busy with people going about their businesses for the day, as it always had been. However, also with the locals of the town were the groups of elvish soldiers coming from the various villages all over the territory, as well as the neighboring ones. Their red-gold-brown uniforms drew everyone's attention; not only it made for a good public spectacle, the other races found it peculiar to find so many elves gathered in one place.

The destination of these long-eared soldiers was the port area of the city, as there were ships in the docks waiting to ferry them to the kingdom of Amaranth, where the 'boot camps' were set up.

Amid the throng of his fellow soldiers was Glamden, now wearing Benhrien's uniform. Of course, with his relatively shorter height than the latter, the clothes almost hung on his body. Nevertheless, the young elf made sure he stayed low, trying to avoid suspicions. However...

"Hey! You there!"

"!!!" Glamden never turned towards the person calling out to him, who was actually one of the recruiting officers in-charge of them until they reached Amaranth. He just continued walking through the crowd of other soldiers in an attempt to blend in.

"I called you, didn't I?" the officer, nevertheless, caught Glamden's arm. "Why won't you listen, soldier?"

"S-Sorry, sir!" he replied. "I thought you are calling for someone else."

"Well, you're the only one who didn't stop when I yelled," the officer revealed. "Made it easy for me to catch you. Where are you going?"

"I-I'm looking for the line to the ships, sir."

"You idiot! Hasn't anyone told you to find your regiment first before boarding the ships? Where are your enlistment papers?"

Glamden nearly froze for a moment, though he recovered his senses soon enough to produce the documents being asked from him. His hands were shivering as he gave the papers to the officer, who examined it.

"Here," the elf pointed to a certain part of the enlistment papers, showing it to Glamden. "That's your unit, soldier. The 'New Elebor-New Guriev' regiment. Those guys are at the other side of the pier; now hurry and fall in line before the ships leave."

"Y-Yes sir, th-thank you!"

"Oh, and wait up!"

"S-Sir?"

"You should get your uniform refitted! It hangs loose on you!" the officer ordered.

Glamden only saluted in reply and hurried away.

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The young elf took his time to go to where the recruiting officer earlier told him. After all, the 'New Elebor-New Guriev' regiment was with people who knew him and Behrien, thus, his disguise would be uncovered.

And only the heavens know what will become of him after he gets caught.

So Glamden weighed on his options. He thought of mixing with other units, though he refrained from doing so, since the officers of each regiment were checking the papers of each soldier. The idea of going back home also crossed his mind. But he decided against it, for he would surely get an earful from his parents, and also from Behrien's family, after what he did to their son. Sneaking in the ships could land him in hot water as well, for the vessels were well-guarded. And, even if he was successful getting in, Glamden could still arouse suspicion if no one recognized him in the regiment he'd blend in.

That's why, he had no other choice but to risk it.

He found the 'New Elebor-New Guriev' regiment at the very last dock, still waiting for a ship to take them to Amaranth. Most of the elves from his village were gathered on the far side, while the ones from the village of New Guriev bivouacked near the main streets. Glamden silently moved to join with the latter, while also keeping his distance so no one would talk to him.