24.Responsibility and Accountability
"You came to Sage Forest as a freshman for a practical exercise? If you chose to attend with your identity hidden, why don't you return to the team now?" Tattletale inquired with some doubt.
It had to be said that someone who could become a legionnaire must have a very sharp and flexible mind.
"There was a bit of a special situation that caused me to not have time to rendezvous, and it just so happens that I need a small favor from General Tuttle. For a general reason, let's just use the fact that I found a cave to hide in and happened to be rescued and treated for my injuries by your 17th Army Group." William replied.
That was one of the reasons he was here, and being saved by the army was a good reason.
"You want me to send a message to Polaris Academy right? That's no problem." Tattletale nodded and understood what William meant.
At the same time.
"I'll order someone to send it in a moment, and I'll go arrange it for you now in terms of treatment." Tuttle prepared to give the order, albeit a bit reluctantly.
"Don't worry, the church and accompanying priests should be with those in need by now, I'm only slightly injured." William replied.
Tattletale froze for a rare moment.
The boy was well groomed, and one would have thought that the Prince's grandson would be a bit spoiled, to know that this was the time to prioritize getting the wounded treated rather than adding to the trouble by relying on his status as a nobleman.
But ...
Just a small injury? Interesting.
High-ranked warriors, there's no way to suffer 'minor injuries' in an eighth-order magical disaster.
...
"But since the general is willing to be so helpful, then I will thank you here first." William smiled.
"Haha, we're the ones who should thank your grandfather for his magic moving vehicle, if it wasn't for Lord Ershaobtaining permission from His Majesty the King and constructing such a terrifying means of transportation, I'm afraid that this magical disaster wouldn't have been stopped in time, and it would have spread to even more villages and towns in the surrounding area causing a large number of casualties and destruction." Tuttle sighed a little.
"Regarding the magical transportation vehicle, it is also the main purpose of my coming here." William said.
"What do you mean?" Tuttle was a bit surprised.
William was only twelve years old, right? What could he possibly have to say about such a horrible means of transportation as the Magic Mobility Vehicle proper?
"First of all, although I know I shouldn't say it at this time, it's better to state it in order to avoid this type of situation for you afterward."
"Aren't you a little ashamed about this casualty?"
"His Excellency General Tuttle Tommy."
William's voice became serious!
"Brat! What do you mean! How dare you question His Excellency the General!" The secretary officer said angrily!
He had just finished giving a report on the casualty figures, and the crowd itself was in a heavy and terrible mood, and William was saying such things!
"Shut up." Tuttle glared at the secretary officer, signaling him to calm down.
The secretary officer also felt slightly lowered his head and did not continue to speak.
"You continue." Tuttle himself was calm.
William also couldn't help but praise him a little, worthy of being a general who could command ten thousand people, he could keep his demeanor smooth even with such insults.
"Although the magic moving vehicles are all just starting to be constructed nationwide, and with the exception of our Peter's Holy Collar are all in the trial operation stage or just past it, not to mention arranging military transportation drills. But the carrying capacity of our predicted and actual operating data should have been reported to the Central Military Department long ago, and issued to each group army and even brigade and battalion level."
"All clearly marked, plus cargo box single section magic moving car standard bearing for sixty tons, this time grandpa I arrange for you to have only the tray of the open car bearing upper limit is even more for seventy tons."
"The current service Frostbite rider full equipment is only fifteen tons, a carriage three all still have twenty-five tons of load space."
"But it's obvious!"
"You didn't bring the heavy infantry equipment for the group on this trip, did you? Is it too tiring to bring it along because it's too far from Kesflo to Shalokov, or do you think that the magical moving vehicles won't fit?"
William questioned seriously.
He knew that the casualties were heavy, his mental power only needed to cover the temporary quarters to understand, but he also quickly understood the reason!
That was, the 15th Group Army was not fully equipped with heavy equipment for unknown reasons!
...
Tuttle looked at William in silence for a moment, then took a deep breath.
"I'm very sorry, Sir William!"
"I admit that when I first got the report I expressed my disdain for the carrying capacity of the Magic Mobility Vehicle and felt that it was nothing more than Lord Prince Ursa exaggerating for the sake of honor."
"This is what led to the fact that, in order to ensure that the trial operation route was within my personal understanding of the carrying capacity, and to arrive at the disaster site in a safe and timely manner, I ordered the heavy infantry to abandon some of their armaments in Shalokov, and even to remove some of the knights' defensive armor."
"This is a dereliction of my duty!"
"I will also explain this in detail in my subsequent self-report and take the initiative to apologize to the Central Military Department!"
Tuttle bowed his head and apologized in an extremely serious and solemn tone!
That's right!
From the very beginning, he had never fully accepted this suddenly appearing means of transportation and had scoffed at the description of its transportation capabilities.
On this continent, many things like to exaggerate when they are announced, and the carrying capacity of the Magic Vehicle itself was too unbelievable for a traditional horse-drawn carriage, resulting in most of the generals in the army disdaining the report on the Magic Vehicle.
There was even a lack of generals who didn't even look at it, only knowing that there seemed to be some kind of transportation capacity deployed throughout the country, and the rest was completely unclear.
Tattletale had read it, but questioned the authenticity!
Even in Erza had given the standard of ride, and took it upon himself to reduce the equipment carried with his personal understanding.
Soldier casualties and loss of knights, he was going to be primarily responsible!
"General Tuttle ..." the secretary officer was a bit incredulous.
He used the honorific "Your Excellency" to William, and admitted his mistake very clearly!
...
"Never mind, I'm not in a position to blame you, General, I'm just upset that you questioned me about my magic car. What you want to do after that is your own business." William grunted coldly.
However, between his words, he still retained the honorific title for Tuttle, after all, he always had the status of a latecomer.
"I will keep this lapse in responsibility in mind, and once again, I am very sorry for my arrogant questioning!" Tuttle.
He was very forthright in admitting his mistake, which was something that William had also been slightly unprepared for.
"Alright, I'll pass it on to grandpa, so let's continue back to the matter of the Magic Mobility Vehicle. After this incident, what are your thoughts on the Magic Mobility Vehicle?" William asked.
"Currently the strongest and most perfect transportation tool in the world, bar none!" Tuttle replied very quickly and decisively.
This in turn caused William to be somewhat surprised.
"This transformation span of yours is a bit big ..." William teased.
"I've been completely convinced by the Magic Motion Vehicle, and any questioning can't be shaken in front of the absolute truth!" Tuttle's serious words showed that he was not joking.
"Very impressive and shocking indeed." The secretary officer added as well.
William was somehow relieved.
A rational pragmatist?
It looked like the substantial effect had been sufficiently achieved, and although it shouldn't have been, it had to be said that this magical disaster had come at a truly favorable time. In the future, there will not be any questioning voices within the kingdom when the planning of magical power vehicles is approved by the military department!
This Tuttle is also a very good guy, in terms of the big things straight and calm and dare to take responsibility, in the stability of the country just want to muddle through the army is also a rare existence.
William's evaluation of him is also a very good rise.
Just then ...
"Hurry up and report, I am the Knight Institute Honorary Professor and Professor of Magic Medicine and Mechanics at Polar Star Academy, I want to see your army chief now!"
A slightly unholy voice came from outside the camp tent.