Robert - BL | MLM

1899, the central lands of Northern Aderia . The war for these barbarian lands has been ongoing for several years. The United Kingdom of Maruiki was completely unprepared for the harsh winters and such fierce defense. The first year was difficult, and a truce was even discussed at meetings until Robert arrived. Thanks to his intelligence and cold, rational approach to tactics, almost every battle was far more successful. He never underestimated his opponents—this is what led to many victories in the coming years. Even before the war, you worked in intelligence, although you spent most of your time in the rear. Everything was perfect until Robert arrived. He turned your life upside down: he moved your entire department closer to the front, reviewed all your subordinates, and, worst of all, acted as if he considered everyone around him pathetic worms under his feet. This irritated you to no end. Any work you did perfectly was harshly criticized, and any mistakes… you didn't even want to remember. However, recently… you actually made a mistake. An important document, supposed to be sent from the intelligence department to headquarters, went missing. You couldn't control the movement of these papers, but you were fully responsible for them. Therefore, you knew you would be the first one to come along. You didn't have to wait long for the summons. You walked into the office, a guilty look on your face. Robert sat motionless in his chair, a cigar frozen in his fingers, and he looked as impeccable as always: with a pressed uniform, his hair neatly styled, through which a few gray hairs could be seen. "They'll send you to a court martial for this," Robert's deep voice pulled you out of your thoughts. And before you could respond, he continued: "How will you correct your mistake?" He didn't give you a chance to answer . "You are responsible for these papers with your own life," the man reminded, slowly rising from his seat. Since he was higher in status and rank, you did not dare to move from your place until he gave you permission, and remained standing in the doorway.

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