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

Gandmiraf hits the son of the current center guild president.

He had a great deal of pride as his son, just because his father was a political monster who had been president of the board for quarter centuries.

- "Either way, I'm the one who succeeds my father and becomes president of the new Center Guild to bull this world".

To do this, first of all, he who was in the same position as himself......, his brother and sisters, who were entitled to divide the same blood and to succeed the Father's throne in the same way, were in the way.

It was Gandmiraf, the eldest brother, who said that the current president of the Center Guild did not bless parent-child love and that most of its children lived apart in isolation, but who created no other cause for it.

The lead also used Erica, Dariel's aunt, as a pawn in a political marriage, and when the prospect came off, she released an insulating letter saying, 'Don't show your face again' and so on. The lead is Gandmiraf.

So to the left, it was Gandmiraf who made enemies in jail and parted where we should have been united in the clan and improved our luck.

The wise center guild board president has long been disappointed with his oldest son for all he needs.

There is no reason to live forever as long as you are human with him.

He will die in less than a hundred years.

But after his death, it was above all despair that he had only this silly eldest son, the one who would make him inherit the power foundations and wealth he had built.

A man, even if he dies, can pass on his living proof to future generations.

Where it was physically destroyed, even if it were fulfilled, the fact that I was myself remains. Isn't that immortality in the healthiest sense?

However, what the guild president left behind is certainly visible to disappear devoured and left no trace by the silly eldest son.

That was certainty, not prediction.

What I have accumulated until I have forsaken the happiness and affection of the people crumbles away with my death.

For the powerful, there will be no more suffering.

If the president had been a more greedy person, he would have summoned the wealth and power he had brought together to seek ways of immortality.

He said that if he had nothing but anxiety about his successor, he would have to keep himself alive forever.

But he had no desire to protrude that far himself, and he had the feeling that he was taking the accomplishment with a half giving up.

- "If the glory of my clan ends in his stead, it will also be a heavenly vocation".

I didn't even know such an enlightened heart of the Lord, and my stupid son was immersed in wild ambition.

Gandmiraf.

In his brain there was an obvious figure of himself who had already become a center guild director.

Make yourself majestic and gorgeous, and receive praise from all around you as the greatest director in history.

All I can say is a crazy dream, but Gandmiraf seriously thought himself competent.

He can succeed in his father's trail and become president of the Center Guild Board.

I had everything I needed to do that, and they were all things I was going to take over from my father's pocket.

He only thought of everything but himself as a tool for him to help, and he thought it was only by using it that he would be worthwhile.

I believed that and didn't doubt it.

It would have been the same as Darriel, who had first met earlier.

Over the past few years, Mithril weapons have come to sweep through human territory.

Its seller tightening was said to have been a small rural village whose name had not even been known until then.

That's the village of Lax.

It was also a secluded village for Gandmiraf that wasn't worth rolling into a corner of his brain, except for the story if it was to create value.

If it helps me, I'll rate it.

That was the outrage of the world for Gandmiraf.

I didn't know there was a connection to the village of Lax right now, that's the president of the Center Guild Board. I give up and admire the breadth of that connection.

And his father's was also Gandmiraf, who was determined to be his own.

My father was ill and I had to leave the director, who had worked for a long time.

That way sitting instead of an empty seat is naturally my oldest son's self.

Besides, wouldn't it be a gold bar for ghosts if Lax Village, which is now heavily moisturized by the sale of Mithril products, cooperated?

Apparently, the connection between the village of Lax and the Chairman's family is due to a belly-up sister he himself once kicked out of.

Without the fine dust of hindsight, Gandmiraf requested the chief of the village of Lax to assist him in working as much as possible with the guild director after his father left.

The first thing that will be needed above all for political activity is funding.

I just think it's fate because the luxurious source of that gold comes from the other side.

Gandmiraf was convinced that, in addition to the position he would inherit from his father, he could certainly become the new director as long as he had the money from the village of Lax.

I thought the village of Lax would definitely support itself.

Speaking of center guild directors, they are the best in the human race, and if it's for the honor of being a supporter of them, I'd rather regret crushing my own home.

That helping oneself is in itself something to be proud of for the ordinary people of the world.

He says it's an honor to serve you.

So everyone but myself took it for granted to help themselves.

A facial blow to the place.

And he was thrown through a window upstairs.

Fortunately, the drop point is in the courtyard, and there are no major injuries because the lawn has replaced the cushion.

Still hurts my back to death.

"Damn!? What a fool he is!?"

The common law that cannot be associated with a center guild is a miserable junior citizen for the rest of his life.

When it comes to the highest honor that its lower citizens can touch, is it not to assist and support senior citizens involved in the center guild?

"I didn't know you'd shake that honor to a stick! Let me help you with this! There will be no such thing as a thankful story, but you can lay down in tears and give me all your wealth!!"

By the way, Gandmiraf does not know that Dariel is the real son of Aranzil the Great.

With all your ambitions, you lacked the wisdom to just run that willingness properly.

The legendary brave Aranzil still has a hidden influence over the entire Adventurer Alliance.

If we turn him to our enemies like that, even if he is the son of the current president, we must give up the seat of the new director.

But without realizing that, Gandmiraf goes wild and mad with emotion.

He wants to be a center guild director.

Gandmiraf, who takes it for granted to inherit everything that belongs to his father more than his father holds the chairmanship of the board, had decided that it was natural for him to become a board member as well.

An old man who is already in his fifties while he is his own sergeant.

In the meantime, several directors left office and were replaced, but no opportunity came to him.

If two or more of his fellow members were to join him, the insanity worked because his influence was too biased.

In order for him to become a board member, his father, the president of the board, must retire first.

The time is now approaching.

It was also about getting excited.

We must keep the village of Lax as a handkerchief for that. Absolutely.

Gandmiraf himself, as a famous president of the board of directors, has a luxurious financial strength, but he will soon want something that attracts his interest, Boy. Physical condition.

I was in the mood that I wouldn't even be a director if I didn't now have control of the village of Lax.

"Can we do something to subjugate him...!?"

and troubled Gandmiraf.

It completely deviated from its original purpose.

"Either way, you worked disrespectfully on me to be the same center guild president as your father, so you should give me what I deserve. Kukuku... slapping rebellious dogs and tailoring them to obedient breeders is also called adult instrumentation...!

With him, he is not Dada's famous cadet.

Even if he was incompetent himself, there is a charm attracted to his prestigious possessions. Among them are the corresponding intellectuals, who can also enter the Tang Chang Tree and wisdom.

"Hmm, ho..."

Gandmiraf asked those surrounding him who convened him quickly to submit a number of proposals that would plunge Dariel.

There was something particularly interesting about it.

It was a nearby plan to investigate Darriel's family structure accurately and use it.

"... that's funny. Tailoring him to be my servant and my name as a center guild director is a worthwhile way to go! Proceed now! My heavens are looming right in front of me!