The God of War in the Dimensional World

"Hmm....I can see this."Sven nodded matter-of-factly. After all, with such a busy schedule, anyone could tell that she didn't have time.

When Olga Marie heard this, she immediately frowned and glared at Sven, and said in a bad tone:"What! ? Are you entertaining me here even though you know I have no time?"

"That's not the case, I just want to ask you, what can you squeeze out of this time?"Sven laughed, not paying attention to her threats at all.

"You have to know, if you don’t do a physical check-up, what will happen to Chaldea if you fall down? I don’t want my boss to be forced to ‘resign’ just after I got the job." Swain waved his hand and said sincerely.

"I know my body well! No need for you to worry!"Olga Marie glared at Sven and slapped the table.

"Do you know?"Sven sneered and shook the coffee in his hand.

"Are you so clear that you know that you need this thing early in the morning to maintain your energy?" Swain sarcastically said

"....."After hearing this, Olga Marie could only frown and glare at Sven, her eyes almost bursting with fire, but she could not say anything to refute. After all, facts speak louder than words.

"And your physical condition, you should also know that both physically and mentally, you are reaching your limit. You can't hold on like this. Drinking poison to quench your thirst is not the answer....."Swain changed his expression and said sincerely.

"....."Olga Marie folded her hands and closed her eyes in silence

"Okay, anyway, think about it for yourself......"Swain said and walked towards the door on the side.

Zila - the sound of the door opening and closing sounded, and the room became quiet again

"....."Olga Marie opened her eyes and looked at the form on the corner of the table. She leaned back on her chair and looked up at the ceiling.

".....An arrogant guy who clearly knows nothing."

After reviving her mood a little, Olga Marie was ready to skip this episode and continue to work.

But as soon as she picked up the pen, she thought of what she wanted to do.

She turned her head again and looked at the two cups on the side. One was Her coffee had been drunk by Swain, and the other cup was herbal tea that Swain made for her.

"......"

Olga Marie looked at her cup that had been used by Swain with some dissatisfaction.

"that guy....Don’t you have any common sense?"

While complaining, Olga Marie reached for the cup of herbal tea.

In addition to the attractive fragrance of flowers and plants wafting from it, the reason was more because she didn't want to waste time walking to the coffee machine aside. Take another cup.

And there are only two cups in my room. One is full now, and the other is....It looks like you need to rinse it a little before using it.

".....Um, oh, unexpected...delicious...."Olga Marie just took a small sip of the herbal tea and was conquered by the slightly sweet taste and fragrance. At the same time, she seemed to be in a slightly better spirit, at least her frowning brows were relieved slightly.

"This feels much better than pouring coffee all the time....."

After drinking more than half of the cup in one breath, Olga Marie felt warm and had a slight smile on her face. She put down the cup and looked more energetic than before and was devoted to her work.

"....Ask him for the recipe next time....That Romani guy seems to be somewhat useful."Even now, Olga Marie's tone is still not very good. She is really tough-tongued......

Sven, who was standing behind her and leaning against the wall in the shadow, looked at Olga Marie's back with a wry smile."

You just heard the door open and didn't see me go out.

Why do you think I did it after I went out?" Closed door?

In fact, Swain has been looking here for almost more than an hour.

Looking at the documents constantly piled up on the table, he not only became more familiar with things in Chaldea, but also got a better understanding of Olga Marie and who she was. How to deal with things.

Simple, direct and rough, always looking for the simplest, most direct, but also the most perfect way to deal with things.

Although this seems to have no problem and is the best way to put efficiency first, in this case, some things are not smooth enough, and at the same time, the pursuit of high Perfect quality.....No wonder it's so tiring.

Perfection is difficult, all we can do is to perfect it as much as possible.

Sven and Bercouli would also chat about other issues in their spare time while practicing swordplay, such as how to deal with these files, so he also had some experience.

"Okay, I understand almost everything, so....."

Swain closed the book in his hand. Specifically, it should be a diary. It recorded some things about Olga Marie. It seemed that he only started writing after coming here. At the beginning, he basically wrote one day at a time. For example, my own uneasiness, my own panic, and my reluctance to let a little girl who is not familiar with the world inherit this huge research institution.

So much so that when I first came here, I was on tenterhooks all day, fearing that I would make the wrong decision and drag everyone down, so I wrote all my confusion on it..

But later on, the recording intervals gradually became longer. Originally I would write once a day, then once every two or three days, then once every one or two weeks. Until the last month, I might only write a few strokes, and record what I generally did during the month. What? It’s a record. It’s far different from the full page of records at the beginning......

The sound of the book closing was very obvious in this silent room, or should be said to be harsh. It was impossible to ignore it, but under such circumstances, Olga Marie ignored it.

It would be better to say that this person didn't notice at all. He was sitting there swaying, his head moving like a woodpecker, and the quill in his hand almost fell off the document in front of him. Seeing this, Wen immediately stepped forward and put the quill back into the ink bottle.

Olga Marie's head finally sank and she lay forward, but was also supported by Swain.

When Swain pulled her back to the seat, she saw that Olga Marie was completely fell asleep

"....Isn't it?"

Sven scratched the back of his head, took out the ingredients of herbal tea and checked again to make sure they were not used as drugs.....

"....It's just a calming tea that removes daily fatigue. Is the effect so good?"Sven, who makes tea himself, doesn't even know that one cup of tea has such an effect, even though it's very strong......

"have to....It seems like there is no need to expend any additional effort....."Swain smiled bitterly and put away the paper bag in his hand.

At the same time, he held Olga Marie's shoulders and supported her calves towards her room.

Put her on the bed, gently take off her coat, shoes and socks, cover her with a quilt, look around at the room full of books and materials, and finally glance at the sleeping Olga Marie.

"Hmm.....If you, the director, are defeated now, it looks like there will be a lot of trouble in the future......"

"I don’t want to have to run around to solve that thing called a singularity or something in the future. Now I just want....study!"

"So you should just lie here and rest honestly~"

Swain has a high impression of this kind of hard-working people, so I will help you a little, and now it seems that this place is really close. Don't turn away from her.

Swain smiled, smoothed her still frowning brow, and then walked to the wardrobe on one side and looked at the clothes in it that were basically the same style, as well as the unexplained clothes on the dressing table on the side. Bottles and cans.....

"Are these also for makeup?"Sven picked up a bottle casually. Judging from the appearance and smell, it should be perfume.

"Do people at this time use such clear spices?"

Sven sprayed it twice and was a little surprised. These are much better than those flower juices.

A smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and Swain looked at the bottles on the table with interest........

Didi——

"......"

"Ah? Isn't the director here?"The Chaldean clerk standing at the door of the director's office touched his head.

"No, the director should be working at this time, and there is no emergency situation?"

"It's strange, this is the first time this has happened....."

Didi——

As he spoke, he rang the doorbell again

"Come in!"

"Well....yes."

But this time the director's signature voice of dissatisfaction came from the door. The man was stunned for a moment, answered hastily, then lowered his head and walked in.

"excuse me...."

"Director, I have brought you the supply application list for next month."The man stepped forward and handed several forms to Olga Marie, who had just walked out from the side room and was still arranging her neck scarf.

"Um....."Olga Marie sat on the office chair, still taking the file with an unhappy look on her face, looking no different from usual.

"Then, I will pick it up this afternoon as usual."The man was ready to leave when he saw this.

"No, wait."But Olga Marie stretched out her hand to stop him.

"Eh? Anything else?"The man was stunned for a moment, then turned around again

"Well, are there any big changes to this month’s list compared to last month’s?"Olga Marie put the documents aside, asked casually, and picked up other documents.

(To be continued)

"Asking for flowers"、"Asking for a reward"、"Ask for collection" or"Ask for monthly pass"