The Low-Ranking Civil Servant Wants to Achieve Success

The Scroll Department office, without Victor and Kibon.

Luka burst through the door, panting.

"Minister Namia! Wait—are the rumors about the cooperation request to the Education Department true?!"

Apparently, word had spread across the entire department that I’d sent a rather impolite cooperation letter to the Education Ministry.

"Uh, yeah. It’s true."

When I answered casually, Luka lost his mind and shouted.

"Are you crazy? You absolute disaster!"

At that, Anastasia, munching on a sandwich while reading Too Much Jealousy for an SSS-Rank Hero, raised her head and shouted back.

"No, the Minister isn’t crazy, you total wreck of a human!"

Luka flinched, hesitating briefly before catching his breath.

Then, shaking his head, he began to ramble.

"I—I mean... The Education Department already acts like it’s the Empire’s golden child, and now you’re going to treat them like servants at the Saint Cairo banquet? You think you’ll be Minister for just a day or two? Are you planning to make the Education Ministry your lifelong enemy?"