I took out a mana recovery potion from my pocket space to drink, and as Lieutenant Marlon stared blankly at me, I said, "I think I've seen approximately every unit, so let's go back to the staff office."

"Huh? Oh, yes! Okay!" Lieutenant Marton replied, frozen to the bone.

When I was in my hometown, this level of sparring was done every day, so I wondered if it was worth freezing up over. He’d likely freak out if he saw how my brothers and I toiled under my father and Elder Weger.

"Oh, Head Commander-nim."

When I called Uncle Bloody, he looked revolted after being referred to by his title. "Uack, what’s a Head Commander-nim? Just call me uncle as usual."

I sighed and shook my head at Uncle Bloody. "You should get used to it. We must differentiate between our public and private matters. People will swear if you show your family ties at work.”

"Well, that's true, but it makes me cringe if you call me Head Commander-nim.”

I threw a wooden box of pills from my pocket space at my grumbling uncle. "It's a nourishing potion which I made myself that also has stamina and mana enhancing effects. If you feed it to your subordinates and train them, it’ll...