"Kate, what are you doing?"

In the corridor, Kizaru glanced at the thick pile of documents in Bailong's arms that was taller than her head, with a curious expression.

It must have been seven or eight times. In one morning, he saw her running around outside his office, busy.

Unlike him, he can take a break from his busy schedule to drink tea, read a newspaper and cut his nails...

"This is the file information of the disabled and fallen soldiers. It is used to determine their disability subsidies and pensions. There is a relatively large amount. I am sorting and verifying it..."

Arturia held a stack of documents high above her head, and stopped for a moment after seeing Porusalino.

War is not a child's play, nor is it a game of cards.

Even after the war is over, there are still a series of things to do such as cleaning the battlefield, collecting trophies, verifying military merits, calculating the loss of personnel, ammunition and equipment, burying the dead, rewarding and punishing merits and demerits, condolences to the families of fallen soldiers, issuing pensions, etc.

The workload is huge and the tasks are tedious, enough to make anyone’s scalp numb.

Kizaru looked at her in surprise:

"Are you going to be responsible for handling the disability benefits and pensions for those casualties?"

Darling, this matter is one of the most cumbersome and energy-consuming among various post-war logistics projects.

"Well, I ask Mr. Sengoku to entrust me with this task." Arturia nodded.

"..."

Kizaru suddenly took a breath of air.

If you do this well, no one will be particularly grateful to you; if you do it poorly, you will be poked in the back.

When the families of soldiers receive subsidies or pensions, they will only thank the navy and the government for their relevant policies, not the individual.

Just like when you receive a national scholarship or subsistence allowance, the main thing you want to thank is the country and the government, not a certain cadre.

On the contrary, once someone fails to receive a pension and something goes wrong, the admiral in charge of the job will be scolded and blamed, because the policy is not wrong, it is the individual who is.

Unless you intend to line your own pockets, embezzle, and deduct the subsidies and pensions for the wounded and wounded soldiers, this is a typical thankless job.

Kizaru knew Bailong's character. She would definitely not take this kind of job because she wanted to enrich herself. As the daughter of a god, there was no need to be greedy for the money.

Then she just wants to do this well.

But the workload is too heavy, very tiring and hard, and he would never take the initiative to take on such an extremely tedious job.

Kizaru seemed to have thought of something and said a little puzzled:

"I remember that Master Wulaoxing asked you to cooperate with CP0 to search and eliminate Ace of Fire Fist... You took this job, can you find time to go on missions these days?"

"Well, I'm busy with this, and I really don't have time to go find people and kill people with CP0. I've only finished half of it in the past three days." Artoria replied in a calm tone.

Kizaru: "..."

(?_?), what about the tasks assigned by Wulaoxing? No need to do it?

You are too willful. This will offend the people above you...

As if seeing his doubts, Artoria explained calmly:

"Many soldiers are actually the breadwinners of their families. Once they become disabled or die, it will seriously affect their family's livelihood and future.

It is important for families who have lost their labor force to ensure that these disability benefits and pensions are paid out in a timely manner and without any compromise.

I don't want to see problems arise in this link, so I take full responsibility for this matter. This is the only thing I can do for those fallen soldiers.

Many people try their best just to stay alive. Before boasting about martial arts and preaching victory, talking about justice, order of the sea and balance of power, please consider those who don't have enough to eat...

I care more about these things. In contrast, I don’t really care whether ‘Fire Fist’ Ace dies or not. The five old stars do whatever they want.”

"..."

After hearing her words and looking at that beautiful face that was upright and awe-inspiring, Kizaru was silent for a moment.

To be honest, after hearing what she said and thinking about himself being lazy at work these days, he felt a little embarrassed.

"By the way, Porusalino, what have you been busy with lately?" She looked at him and asked casually.

"Ah...here, I'm approving...the maintenance funds for the 'Pacifist' unit. This time, many units were damaged..."

Kizaru subconsciously looked away, feeling a little guilty.

She had already completed half of the arduous work involving subsidies and pensions for tens of thousands of wounded and wounded soldiers in three days.

There were only a few dozen "Pacifist" inspections and maintenance work in total, and he was busy for three days before he could barely finish it...

The gap is too big. Such a comparison makes Kizaru feel guilty.

Kate's efficiency was so terrifying that he even suspected that she didn't sleep at night and worked overtime.

And soon, he heard something bad.

"By the way, Mr. Warring States has something to ask you and asked you to come to the office."

After chatting for a while, Artoria said nothing more and hurried to her office holding the pile of documents.

She is very busy.

He had not eaten, drank or slept in the past few days, and with the help of the Lion King's soul residing in the holy sword, he managed to finish half of the work.

As for the information sent by CP0, she didn't read it at all and let the killers play with it themselves.

On the other side, Kizaru came to Sengoku's office.

The chairs, cabinets, desks, and even the floor were all piled with documents. Stack after stack, almost piled up into a mountain, which was even more exaggerated than what Bai Long was holding.

Behind the desk, the Marshal is processing documents.

He seemed to have stayed up late and worked hard for a long time. He had dark circles under his eyes with heavy eyeshadow and bloodshot eyes. His mental state was not very good. Even his hair had turned white, as if he had aged ten years.

I can't imagine what he went through during the Warring States Period to make him look like he was about to die suddenly.

Seeing the lord marshal's dignity, Kizaru's eyelids jumped and he said bravely:

"Mr. Warring States, I would like to invite...please..."

Suddenly, I stuttered a bit.

"Um?"

Fo Zhi Warring States raised his head and stared at him coldly with his bloodshot eyes, "What do you want to say? You have to think about it clearly before you say it."

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Kizaru: "..."

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As if feeling murderous intent, the old actor swallowed back his words about asking for leave, then looked away guiltily, and slowly lowered his head, lower and lower.

Warring States then picked up a stack of documents, threw them to him, and said in an indifferent tone:

"The activities to commemorate the fallen soldiers and condolences to their families are about to begin. You will be responsible for it. There will be many reporters accompanying you. Pay attention to your image and words."

Compared with issuing subsidies and pensions, this kind of mourning and condolences activities are more like a show.

But it is not completely meaningless. If done well, it can also create a positive image of the navy. Considering that the navy has been very passive in public opinion recently, it is in urgent need of some positive publicity. Even the Five Old Stars sent many senior government officials to attend this event.

This kind of work is not tiring, but it is also very tedious and boring.

Kizaru's face suddenly dropped as he held the document, becoming as weak as a beached fish.

Please, he's here to ask for leave.

"Well, Mr. Warring States, I...uh."

He wanted to refuse, but when he saw Mr. Marshal's eyes that wanted to devour others, Kizaru stuttered again.

The leader is on the verge of collapse, and I feel that if he continues to speak, he may be hit by shock waves.

The Warring States Marshal had a look of disgust on his face and his tone was cold:

"If you do this well, the salary for the past few months that was withheld due to the mistake in the Tianlong incident will be paid out on time."

"Ha, no problem, Mr. Warring States, just leave this matter to me, I will definitely handle it beautifully."

When the salary was mentioned, Kizaru became excited and patted his chest to express that the work was not hard at all and the task would be completed.

Although he wants to go on vacation to relax, it's a crappy vacation if you don't have money.

The old actor became energetic in an instant. He transformed from a thin dog into a muscular giant in a second. He walked out of the office door with his head held high and his face in high spirits.

He is going to work hard and no one can stop him.

When Warring States saw this, his face twitched slightly: "..."

Thinking of Kuzan, who kept saying he was going to track down the revolutionary Long, but couldn't even see him, he suddenly felt very tired.

What kind of bastards are these?

Warring States suppressed his sleepiness, stretched out his hand to rub the center of his brow, his thoughts were a little divergent.

Think about White Dragon. Before the war, he went to the New World to spy on the Yonko Kaido and Red Hair, doing the most dangerous job. During the war, he defeated 13 captains and killed Whitebeard, achieving the most beautiful record. After the war, he took the initiative to take over

Got the heaviest job...
To be continued...