Kaiko Sareta Ankoku Heishi (30-dai) no Slow na Second Life

'Ah, this is the arrival of new trouble,' I immediately thought, because the appearance of the man's face was overflowing with arrogance.

I've seen the face of that hand so many times before, I started to pin it just by looking at it again.

Starting with Bashburza...... Nortya, Pigallo, Roselwi.

Generally common. Cloudy eyes that for some reason decide they are special and look down on their surroundings.

"Father, if you fall, let me know immediately."

The man goes indoors with Zukazuka.

"As soon as you're gone, I have to start acting. I'm not the only one. There are a lot of people who are waiting for you to leave now or now. It's my father's love to give me the first information I need to get through them."

"The first word in sight is a very filial son..."

Mr President, I leak a tired sigh.

"See, granddaughter son-in-law? This is formally the rightful successor of the eagle. That's such a bong clan, how can we entrust it to retreat? As it is, the clan collapses with the retirement of the eagle. We have to avoid that at all costs."

"What are you talking about, Father?"

A man says without color.

"This Gandmiraf. As your son, I intend to have built myself up fully. Ming-chul physically and mentally, and we pride ourselves on being able to bull the Center Guild Board right now."

"I say that the sweetness of the prospect is unsettling."

It does not appear that the only reason Mr President looks weak on the bed is because of the disease.

I must be anxious about the future this successor will take over and my heart is frightened.

"So, this guy...?

The president said as he showed that I was sincerely sick and tired of asking for an explanation.

"This is Gandmiraf, not one of my sons."

"Son...?

Well, the president is your age, too.

No wonder I had a good adult son.

Well where there were two or three kids in a good year......

"Ahh."

Speaking of mother-in-law...... Marika's mother was also the daughter of the board president.

I also visited the president because I have such an edge, and that means this man in front of me is going to be my aunt and my brothers and sisters?

"I have nearly ten children, including non-daughters. For some reason, we're all insulated from eagles."

"Isn't that from your daily deeds?

Neither does our mother-in-law.

Wasn't that guy extraordinarily harsh?

"To make matters worse, there's only one person left under me. It is visible that the wealth and power that has been built up until abandoned by the family will be devoured by the second generation of Boncla. Is this also the punishment that heaven has inflicted on me?

I'm feeling weak.

In addition to old age, if you are sick and weak, will you lose your temper?

"Don't worry, Father! I'll take over all of your legacy and make it even bigger! Leave everything to me about the future and get some rest!

"Just die, it sounds like a mouthful."

Indeed.

After being fully power-oriented and continuing to run......

Only sweet relatives who only aim for the legacy will remain.

Don't feel sorry for me when I wonder if this is the late years of power.

That's not where you come in, Lord Dariel.

"Is that me?"

"Indeed, Washi has been numerous impotent in gaining power. Being lovingly done by your family in return, and not being left to rot alone at the end of the day."

Accept it cleanly.

"But that's why it's not sneaky for the power I've built up until I lost my family to collapse away with the death of a eagle! I need someone to take over this power! I want you to do that!

"I don't like it -"

Power is a monster.

It drives people crazy before they know it.

I don't want to get as close as I can because I know that.

Don't worry, Father.

A middle-aged man who breaks into bystanders.

"Father's power is beautifully handed down by this Gandmiraf to show! So please state now that you are retiring from the guild board for the last time in your current tenure! And may you nominate me to succeed you!

"I only see my father's illness as a chance to be born."

That's just kind of starting to pity the president.

I can't do that. Let's say that even if we die, we will live compassionately from day to day to leave the world, spared by everyone.

"Silly son, I tell you, I will never ordain you to be my successor. If you really want to be born, do it with all your strength."

"What do you say!? I'm the only one who takes over Father's will, Father's power! I'm your blood heir, my eldest son."

"Really, that's abominable."

But center guild directors are not hereditary. Whatever the reality, it is formally decided by nomination and majority vote.

Well, I guess you're going to need financial resources and connections to get that vote......

"If it's enough to let you inherit my power base, it's still better if you let Sal inherit it it. There's no better heir than a monkey."

"Father, you didn't say so selfish......!

"In the meantime, the first candidate to succeed me is Darriel here. If you're also my son, follow my father's decision and set him up."

"What!?"

The man's gaze finally turned to me here.

Until then, it felt like it wasn't even in my eyes, and I guess it was just part of the background.

"Who is he!? Was Father distracted by such a young creation as his successor instead of me, his eldest son?!?"

"It's more distracting to take you as your successor. Aren't you listening? Your sister Erica. It was Darriel who gave her to my wife."

"Hmm? What...?

"I am the head of a distant village called Lax Village. Speaking of which, you know what I mean?

"Lax Village?...... ahhh!?"

So he finally figured it out.

As far as I'm concerned, it's a hassle to get involved, so I didn't want you to think of it.

"Speaking of the village of Lax, isn't it a village that produces and distributes Mithril products and creates tremendous wealth!? That it has suddenly gotten better wings lately!?"

"That's the only way you can remember, you know?

"Oh, my God. I didn't know my kin was involved there!... That's good, you!

Something called me.

"I am Gandmiraf! Kuruku is the one who should inherit his father's trail and become president of the Center Guild Board! If you are going to join my clan, do your best to support me and push me to the top of my power!!"

"What are you talking about?

"All right, that's funding first. Turn 50% of your misrill sales over here! If you take that money apart, instead of taking up the board, you're flying all the way to the board chairman! Then let me show you a list of Mithrill Trading customers. Pick up the leading men from among them and make them promise to cooperate! If you don't cooperate, threaten not to sell them Mithril products in the future! Fuhahahahahaha! You're getting lucky for me too, I didn't know you'd get such a usable handkerchief to take on the center guild board right now! Heaven tells me to stand at the top! Guuuuuuuuuuu!?"

I hit him.

My fist enters Mr. Gandmiraf's face.

"Gubble!? What!? What!? Ohhhhhhh!?"

Then he grabbed the root, dragged a cheat to the corner of the room and then threw it out the window.

I'm upstairs, but don't you mind?

I heard a lot of breaking noises from the bottom and screaming, but I don't care.

"Speaking of which, you were also Aranzil's son. Fast hands are the father's turn."

Nor did he pay particular attention to the atrocities committed against his son, and the president laughed nicely.

"I need to get to that scumbag. I'm learning from experience. But it's tough, Mr. President. I can't believe that's my oldest son."

"Well? Even if he dies, such as standing as his successor, he will inherit his inheritance. For what it's worth, my oldest son is strong."

Indeed.

"If that happens, it won't be easy for you, will it? For him, everything that concerns his own clan is only a tool to help him. I can only think of your village as a good-bodied golden tree. You're gonna come every once in a while?

Don't bother with that.

Now it's easy to shut him up in goopan, but it would be extremely troublesome if Mr. Slow Board Chairman were to wield his power as a center guild director on the retreating cauldron.

"Exactly. If I hit the director, it would be disobedience to the center guild itself. That seems like some kind of hassle."

"For you to continue to run your own village in good health, Gandmiraf really means you're in the way. Come on. What do we do?

Assassinate?

Was it just too noisy?

As president of the board, I know you're aiming for me to be the cauldron on his behalf, but I don't want to take on that troublesome role either.

If I did, I'd say what's best to do...

It's not me, it's not the silly eldest son.

I can safely count on you, Mr. President, to find out who you are.