Reborn: Imperial Officer Promotion Guide

The social pyramid of Eastland is divided into four levels.

At the top are naturally the high-ranking officers of the empire, headed by Senior Archon Adam Barno.

This naturally includes the senior political assistant Badda.

Daily life and work are carried out in the castle, which is staffed by dedicated secretaries, subordinates, attendants and maids.

It can be said that they are the ruling nobles of East Territory. They do not need to pay taxes to their superiors. Instead, they need to take on the responsibility of transporting food and supplies to the front line and maintaining the local security environment.

The second level is mid-level political officials like Helheim, who belong to the middle management level and are directly responsible to senior political officials.

Daily office work and two working meals a day are also conducted in the castle. Lord East provides them with a place to live in the city, and the expenses are also allocated from the territory's budget.

The third layer consisted of big businessmen who had migrated from various regions of the empire, as well as the local landlords who were the first to open their doors to welcome the imperial army.

As grassroots staff who receive orders from the ruling party, they will act as a firewall to isolate and calm the anger of the lowest levels, and help the rulers manage the daily lives of the people in the territory. It is most appropriate to leave it to such local tyrants.

The lowest class is made up of local residents who are unwilling to leave their hometowns and choose to naturalize as citizens of the empire. Of course, there are also a small number of people who migrated from other regions.

As a senior political assistant, Badda basically does not need to spend money on a daily basis, and he has no place to spend money.

His post allowance and bonuses, plus bribes from subordinates and envoys from the Desert Sultanate, were saved.

This money belongs to his own piggy bank, so naturally he would not hand it over to his father, nor would he give it to his wife and children.

Relying on his status and power, he purchased many private houses in the city at extremely low prices, which he used as his own small treasury and a place to enjoy delicacies.

The huge amount of money saved over the years is also hidden in one of his private residences.

If one day he leaves the East Territory, he can sell these properties and live happily elsewhere with the huge savings.

If his position does not change for the time being and he continues to stay here, these private residences can also become his base for secret enjoyment.

After all, there are many generals in the castle who are higher in rank than Badda. If he is too presumptuous, he will eventually be caught.

Not only Badda, many generals also bought houses in the city, mainly located in the northeast of the city near the castle area.

These private residences are mainly used for daily activities by their family members. Of course, some people are willing to return to the mansion to reunite with their families during their rest time.

Tonight, Badda chose his most private residence.

This mansion is located in the southeast of the city, far away from the city gate in the west, and its security conditions are among the best in the city.

The surrounding areas are mostly settlements of merchants and large landowners.

He deliberately chose this place for the sake of confidentiality. By the way, his private treasury was also hidden deep inside this mansion.

Not many people usually come here. The neighbors all know that this is the private residence of senior government official Badda and they don't dare to get close.

The patrolling guards will also take special care of them - Badda has secretly colluded with someone.

After finishing his work for the day early, Badda returned to the mansion.

There are no maids or servants staying here for long periods of time. At most they clean the mansion regularly.

Sitting in the spacious living room, Badda was in a very good mood. He took out the medicinal wine brewed with desert red viper and drank three cups in advance.

This is a specialty of East Territory, and it is a great tonic for a man's virility!

After so many years of excessive indulgence, Badda, who was only 38 years old, was inevitably no longer as good as he used to be.

His hair has gradually become bald in the past few years, and he usually wears a wig to cover it up.

"Gulp gulp..." After drinking three glasses of wine, Badda immediately became full of energy.

I just look forward to fighting for 300 rounds tonight.

It was almost dusk when Hull finally arrived.

"I'm sorry, I'm late."

Oh! It’s finally here!

Badda looked at Hull who came in with a smile. He had a few food boxes in his hands, which should be the appetizers for tonight.

Looking behind Huer, the long-awaited beautiful Kuming woman was nowhere to be seen.

"What's wrong?" Hull sat down next to Badda and placed three food boxes on the table.

"...No, I was wondering why he hasn't come yet."

Hull nodded: "So you have invited other guests tonight, then I am really rude."

"...Ah?" Badda was a little confused.

"Where are the specialties you brought me?"

Hull opened the food boxes on the table one by one.

"Smoked chicken, salt-baked oxtail, and pickled beef belly are all delicacies brought back from the north."

Seeing that the other party didn't look like he was joking, Badda became even more confused and couldn't help asking, "Where is the woman?"

"What woman?" Hull answered the question with a question.

"A long-legged beauty with smoky makeup and a big, busty, butt-chewing Kumin cow."

Badda drank all the snake wine that transformed him into a beast. Now his good brother's lower body is in the state of Black King Kong, and his whole body is hot and restless.

If there is no sexy beauty to relieve his sexual desire, he will not give up, but his good brothers will turn the table over.

"What is that? I didn't invite any women here. It's just the two of us at the dinner party today."

"What the hell? Why don't you invite women? It's not a dinner party without women!"

What's wrong with this new guy? Doesn't he know that for Lord Badda, he will never attend a dinner party without women?

"Haven't I already hinted to you! Bring some delicacies! Delicacies mean beautiful women! Not your cheap pickled meat!"

Hull remained silent with his mouth open.

"Could it be that... you can't even hear this kind of hint? What kind of a loser are you! Don't you even know this kind of basic common sense?"

"Hey... This matter is very difficult today. Because of you, I turned down the invitation from my superior. I don't even have a woman. You are trying to fool me with these cheap pickled meats?"

"How are you going to compensate me for my losses?"

Badda grabbed Hull's collar and pulled him in front of him, tapping Hull's head with his right hand.

"Oh... this is really a difficult problem." Hull lowered his head and his voice was a little low. Badda couldn't see his eyes.

He was so angry that he didn't bother to care what this loser thought. He just kept knocking on Hull's head and repeating the same words.

"Woman... bring the woman to me! Now! Immediately!"

Badda pushed Heer away.

Heer just straightened his collar slightly and looked at Badda with a kind look.

After a long time, a gentle smile appeared on his face.

"You want a woman...right? I see...I'll get ready..."

After Heer left, Badda was already out of breath due to the effect of the snake wine.

It was too uncomfortable to sit in this state, so he stood up and paced back and forth in the empty living room.

"Ah...ah...ah...what a waste!" He gasped and cursed the useless subordinate.

Ten minutes later, Hull ran back panting.

"I kept you waiting."

This finally gave Badda, who was already extremely hungry and thirsty, a glimpse of hope for ascension.

"Oh! It's pretty fast! I guess you brought some top-quality stuff, right?"

"Yes! I have prepared the best..."

Hull raised his hand and five girls walked in.

Badda's eyes widened instantly because the girls who came in were wearing tattered clothes and were thin and skinny.

Their eyes were green as they stared at the food box on the table, drooling at the corners of their mouths.

"Do you like it?"

"You, you! What do you mean? Where did you get these five women from?!"

Just then, a man with blond hair and a long knife on his waist walked in.

"I found these for you, a fat pig. I said I would give them food, so they followed me. They are all girls who can't afford to eat and are wandering on the streets."

Hull smiled at this time: "Come on, everyone, don't be polite, the food on the table is yours."

Hull shouted loudly, and the girls rushed to the table and began to stuff pieces of bacon into their mouths like wild beasts and gobble them up.

"Hey... Helheim, are you kidding me? I asked you to find women, but you found me a bunch of homeless people?! And who is this guy? How dare he call me a fat pig?! Is he your subordinate?"

Hull pointed at the blond man with a sword and said, "You mean him? He is the Thunder General of the Principality of Diorudo. Ah, no, he is no longer a general. He is just my coachman now. He does some work of collecting intelligence. He is considered my subordinate."

When Badda heard the words "General Thunder", his shoulders suddenly shook as if he was struck by lightning.

This name is really too famous, the general-level powerful man of the Principality of Diordo, Lightning General Reinhardt.

So, the knife on his waist is the legendary inscribed object [Slay the Thunder Dragon Bird]?

Why did he appear in the East Territory? And why did he become Helheim's subordinate?

"I have thoroughly investigated this mansion. There is no one else there. By the way, I found the small safe where this fat pig keeps his wealth."

"Really?" Hull smiled.

"Hey...what do you want to do? Are you kidding me? Are you planning to rob my private residence?!"

Heer suddenly rushed forward and lifted Badda's collar.

With a loud bang, Badda was pressed against the wall.

That strength is in no way inferior to that of a warrior.

"Hey... You're kidding me, aren't you? I'm Helheim, the lord of the Kraken region, and a mid-level political official in the East Territory. You want me to find a woman for you? What do you think I am, a pimp?"

"Eh...mm...mm..." Badda was pressed so hard that he couldn't breathe.

"You want a woman, don't you? I found one for you. There are many homeless people outside the city who can't afford to eat. It's all because of the evil policies of scum like you that they have fallen into this miserable situation."

Heer exerted even more force with his hands, and his magic power increased greatly. He looked so shocking that even the girls who were fighting for food were so scared that they stepped aside and squatted on the ground, not daring to move.

"Cough... ah..."

The instinct for survival prompted Badada to struggle hard, but except for his mouth, his body was completely unable to move, as if he was tied up and unable to move at all.

"I didn't expect that I would have to deal with scum on my first day here."

Hull showed that gentle smile again, he picked up Badda by the collar and threw him aside.

"Congratulations, you are the first person I personally recruited into the slave ranch in the Kraken area."

Badda lay on the ground, gasping for breath. Under the fear of being almost crushed to death just now, his good brother had shrunk into his stomach with fear.

"Slave...slave...?!"

"That's right. Become a slave and dedicate the rest of your life to my territory as atonement. How about that? Pretty good, right?"

"Do you know what you are talking about? I am a high-ranking noble and a senior political assistant of the East Territory! If you attack me, it will be treason. Don't think you can escape. The imperial army will hunt you down to the end of the world!"

Hull smiled bitterly, "What do you think I did when I went out just now? Did I really go to find a woman for you? I have investigated everything. You were supposed to attend the dinner party of the superior organization tonight, but you sneaked away to this private residence. No one knows that you met me here today. Even if I execute you here, no one will know that it was me."

Indeed... Badda slipped away early in order to be able to fight for 300 rounds today.

He specifically asked his subordinates to cover for him, and his superiors thought he was staying in the office to work overtime.

Normally no one comes to this mansion. If I die here, my body won't be discovered for four or five days.

Thinking of this, Badda looked at Heer. There was no emotion in his eyes, as if he was looking at a dead person.

"Please... don't... don't kill me... I have a family... a wife and children... waiting for me to come back..."

This made Heer laugh: "I don't like meaningless killing. I said, I'm going to send you to be a slave. Don't use your family as an excuse. For a person like you, the purpose of existence is to play with women. How can you think about your wife and children?"

"Even without you, your family will live well, East Territory will have one less poisonous sore, the people here will live better, and you can also make use of your remaining energy as a slave. Isn't this a win-win situation for all three parties?"

“Please… spare me…!”

"By the way...how are you going to compensate me for my losses?"

Hull gave him a sharp and cold look.

"It's all because of you that I lost a trump card. The excuse of 'missing' is very useful, but if it is used excessively, it will easily arouse suspicion. It can only be used once at most. I had to use such an important trump card on a scumbag like you. How are you going to compensate me for my loss?"

"Ah...ah..."

Badda was sweating profusely as if a dam had burst.

Unexplained disappearances often occur in the Land of East, and people say that this Red Viper Desert has been cursed by a certain Sultan.

If "disappearance" was really used as a cover, no one would pursue Badda even if he was abducted as a slave.

He held a high position and many people disliked him. Many of his colleagues even wished that the Sultan's curse would take him away.

"Please spare me... I am willing to do anything... I don't want to be a slave..." Badda fell to the ground and kowtowed to Heer.

After a long while, Hull's voice sounded again: "Ah... I am indeed disgusted to be treated as a pimp by a guy like you, but my anger is nothing compared to these girls."

In response to Baddad's plea, Hull did not give a direct final decision.

He walked over to the girls, squatted down and began to make the next arrangements.