The Low-Ranking Civil Servant Wants to Achieve Success-Chapter 86.2: 6. Victor Arwin’s Situation

The day before the Saint Cairo banquet.

The Scroll Department was extremely busy. We were in charge of the main event of the banquet.

“Her Majesty the Empress will be attending for the first time in a very long while.”

I said kindly to the department staff.

“Once we successfully pull off this opening ceremony, I’m sure people will start to see the Scroll Department differently.”

Saint Cairo, symbol of a mother’s love for her child.

The Empress and the Prince were set to use a scroll together to produce an overwhelming visual spectacle.

“You’re all aware we had to request assistance from the Education Department due to lack of personnel, right?”

But it wasn’t an easy task. We needed the mana and cooperation of many people.

That’s why we reached out to the Education Department.

“About seven fifth-year civil servants will be joining us.”

Using people from another department as assistants for our event? And fifth-year officials at that.

Honestly, it was a rather rude request.

There was a reason the Education Minister had stormed over in a fury a few days ago, and why Luka had offered me some worried advice.

But in the end, the Education Minister agreed to cooperate. So I personally selected the seven civil servants who would assist us.

I haven’t forgotten.

The exact group who mocked our department at the café on my first day as Minister. I handed out a list titled “Tasks for the Education Department staff” directly to our team.

“Feel free to order them around.”

“B-but... is it really okay to have them do this...?”

“Yes. I plan to support their group dinner with our budget, so don’t hesitate.”

At my firm response, everyone nodded.

They didn’t show it openly, but I could clearly see the satisfaction on their faces.

It seemed they hadn’t forgotten that day either.

“Obviously, have them carry all the scrolls too. The decorative ones are really heavy.”

“W-wasn’t it hard making all those...?”

Anastasia asked anxiously.

“T-to make s-so many... a-all alone...”

I had made all the scrolls myself. I had to stay up several nights, but it couldn’t be helped. I smiled and answered calmly.

“Well, it’s fine.”

In truth, I wasn’t in great shape. For some reason, I’d been feeling strangely nauseous for ⊛ Nоvеlιght ⊛ (Read the full story) the past few days.

[You’re starting to regret charging ahead without thinking, right? That’s why your complexion’s off, huh? Just look at your face—it’s practically shouting that your stomach’s a mess.]

Now that I think about it, Luka really was a renowned physician. He noticed I was unwell just by looking at my complexion.

I must have overdone it. Once the banquet is over, I’ll need to get some rest.

As I was bracing myself, Victor, who had been reviewing a report, tilted his head and asked:

“But Minister... are we really not doing a rehearsal? I don’t see one on the schedule.”

“Ah... I couldn’t make enough scrolls to rehearse with. The banquet hall’s also been under renovation this whole time.”

I answered with a wry smile.

“Besides, His Highness the Prince and Her Majesty the Empress have been practicing in the office these past few days. I’ve been too busy making those scrolls for them to worry about rehearsal. But I calculated everything precisely—it’ll be fine.”

At that, Anastasia let out a deep sigh.

“D-didn’t you push yourself t-too hard...? Y-you could’ve let us help... but y-you handled almost everything alone...”

“You were all busy with other things. It’s fine.”

I smiled as if I really meant it.

“All the office-use scrolls that were in the green boxes have been moved to storage, so there shouldn’t be any confusion, right? Still, make sure to double-check the blue boxes labeled for the event up until right before the ceremony. If anything gets switched, we’re in serious trouble.”

Just then, I felt the nausea return.

Ugh... What is this? This never used to happen. Am I getting old or something?

Even when I stayed up several nights helping Juan write his report, I was only tired—I’d never felt this kind of nausea.

Compared to back then, I was eating better and sleeping better.

Well... it’s not like I can’t handle it. If I still feel like this after sleeping in post-banquet, I’ll go see Luka.

At least I could keep it from showing.

“Well then, I’ll explain the tasks for the banquet now. Team leaders, would you come into the Minister’s office?”

Anastasia and Victor both nodded. As I stepped into the Minister’s office first, Kibon followed closely and spoke quietly.

“Minister.”

“Yeah?”

“Are you feeling unwell by any chance?”fɾeeweɓnѳveɭ.com