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

The Chamber of Commerce was an organization that had at its disposal the commerce of the human race.

Secure distribution routes everywhere and let worthwhile goods of all kinds of property conquer everywhere.

Make commerce licensed and tighten rogue working bad merchants out of the market.

Mediators are also essential for legitimate commerce to be executed, but at any given time in the world such a compiler could involve rights and become a nest of parasites seeking wealth.

In fact, the Chamber of Commerce of the Human Territory also moves on to the end of the organisation, and instead of sheltering ordinary merchants, it only causes harm by rejecting them with extrajudicial royalties and tightening them up by futilely complicated rules.

It had become merely a castle of vested interests.

There is one obstacle to such a Chamber of Commerce right now.

Lax Village.

Until just a few years ago it was a cold village with nothing, which rapidly grows from a certain trigger.

It was all due to the presence of the Mithril mine.

What was once in the hands of the demons is recaptured by the human race, and the misrils produced from it also circulate to human territory.

It is as practical as iron and copper, and its performance outweighs any minerals that exist, so its worth the best.

On the contrary, the village brings in an arm-written blacksmith with the aid of an Adventurer's Guild, even single-handedly to the production of various kinds of weaponry made of misrils.

The Adventurer Guild side was also probably already wary of the movement of the Chamber of Commerce, which was only vicious.

Everything I noticed was complete, and there was no room for me to get in, etc.

Everything was completed within the village of Lax alone, and the sale of Mithril arms did not benefit the Chamber of Commerce in any way.

This shouldn't be it.

The Chamber of Commerce with a sense of crisis moves late and works to make the Mithrill business under the control of the Chamber of Commerce.

But the man who leads the village of Lax is harder than you can imagine, and he doesn't respond hard.

Normally, I would yield here with all kinds of threats, but there was nothing that the Chamber of Commerce could do to the village of Lax, which originally had no interaction of any kind as a marginal settlement.

There's also a big backup from the Adventurer Alliance more than that.

Most of what is made from Mithril is a weapon handled by adventurers, so if the Adventurer Alliance traded directly and let each adventurer go, that was no curtain for the Chamber of Commerce.

Instead, the involvement of the Chamber of Commerce generates an extra phase, and if the cost is high, the distribution is delayed, which is only a bad thing, but the Chamber of Commerce doesn't care.

It was supreme for the Chamber of Commerce to make a profit on itself, and as a result it was not something that retailers and consumers knew how much to lose.

All commercial principles were meant to benefit ourselves, and there should not have been commerce or anything else.

So the misrill trafficking in the village of Lax must also be well under the control of the Chamber of Commerce.

It no longer works beyond interest, but also the religious motivation to eliminate those who defy their doctrine.

Lax Village......, or Darriel now had such a nasty opponent as his enemy.

Whoever eats into people's lives and takes over the law and distorts it so that it is convenient for them, in a sense, they are worse than Inferno.

Still, Dariel had experience in the treatment of such parasites since the days of the Demon King's Army and never came helpless.

With the help of dependable relatives such as Aranzil and Center Guild presidents, Darriel has managed to remain commercially independent until today.

But also, at last, the other side was starting to cut the paralysis.

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"He says the center guild board president has recovered and returned to his duties"

"Chip, that monster jizzy bastard... How much do I feel if I keep clinging to the pinnacle of power...!?"

Chamber of Commerce executives are gathered together for meetings.

Everyone, without exception, was dressed in luxurious costumes, with a number of shining rings in seven colors on hand.

They would all be luxury items of extra-judicial value, but I didn't buy them with the money I earned from sweating from them. Something that changed the gold that came into my nostalgia while sleeping by vested interests.

But they still greedily sought wealth.

We want the enormous profits that Mithril generates, too.

Even though we're not involved in anything.

"If the retirement of the Chairman of the Board comes forward, the future of mastering our Mithril mine will be farther and farther away...!?"

"That's the only right future...!

"The current president is eyeing us! How can you shut out all of our chambers of commerce for the distribution that the Adventurer Alliance is involved in!?"

Because of the extra cost.

"It is our Chamber of Commerce that has jurisdiction over commerce in the human realm! Then we can manage the flow of gold in the Adventurers Guild!

"I said I would do the buying and selling much more efficiently than the amateur would do!

"Give me just a little commission!

That slight fee was to collect 50% of the sales as profits on the part of the Chamber of Commerce.

Inevitably, retail prices jump double.

"Well, leave the center guild president alone."

One calm voice rises as the elephant discusses.

"Either way, I'm old. No matter how concerned he is with his health, not so far away, he disappears from the stage. Yes, in less than a decade he will be called to heaven"

"Right...!? I can't help but care about the old short jizzy thing etc. That's the wise eye of the Chairman of the Chamber of Commerce!

Chairman of the Chamber of Commerce, the man called, is, however, even younger than the executives around him.

Apparently, you just said Darriel and his generation around forty.

But in a cautious position, the glance of not missing a moment if there is a profit.

Among the creatures of the kind who could only live by parasitizing into profit, they were equipped with signs of agility.

"I want to get along with all the people in the world."

said the chairman of the chamber of commerce, Ritguez.

To be at the top of the Chamber of Commerce at this young age, the number of humans who have ruined it is said to be in both hands.

"Business is about trust and peace. I sell things to people I trust, and they pay me by trust, too. Nobody buys untrusted human sales. So we, the Chamber of Commerce, must be trusted by all the people on earth."

"You're right, Chairman of Commerce!

The Chamber of Commerce executives agreed.

Only his drumming can survive in the Chamber of Commerce now.

"Especially Mr. Dariel, the village chief in the village of Lax. I'd like to get closer to him, too, wouldn't you? If he and our Chamber of Commerce join hands, we can turn a pretty big business around. It's the perfect world."

"You're right, Chairman of Commerce!

"But unfortunately, he's not going to get along with us. I've been sending love calls for a long time. It's sad that you can't make sense."

Merchants are not the ones who make battle work.

So even if there was someone in the way, I wouldn't explicitly rule it out.

Covertly, slowly, let it wither to dry kill, if the intolerable opponent succumbs.

That's called 'getting along' in their values.

I don't go to the village of Lax, which has the most proprietary business and a powerful back shield called the Adventurer Guild.

That's why they were in a hurry.

"I can tell you that I no longer have the means to flex the village of Lax more than Mr. Gandmiraf, whom I trusted, has lost his legs"

"I know we can no longer afford it either. If we allow any more violence in the village of Lax, will our Chamber of Commerce be licked from elsewhere?!?"

"No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no.

It was an empty word.

"But the opinion is also the best. Maybe it's time to move policy to Plan B."

"That's the Chairman of the Chamber of Commerce! Did you already have a tummy proposal!

"Don't you think the village of Lax is cheating? Mithris singles out the treasure of the entire human race, its treasure. This is a difficult imbalance. So..."

Try to get another person to handle Mithrills.

Until now, geographical elements have not allowed it.

We must always pass through the village of Lax in order to transport to human territory the misrils dug out by subtle land patterns, mountainous deep terrain bordering the demonic territories.

"How's our new friend doing?

"Ha ha, as the Chairman of the Chamber of Commerce wisely puts it, Campbell Street, close to the village of Lax, is deepening its resentment! Neighboring villages flourish unilaterally and we can't forgive ourselves for nothing!

It was the merchant's skill to look over the situation and find available handkerchiefs.

That's how I found the city of Campbell, close to the village of Lax.

He was a troublesome neighbor who had skirmished several times in the past.

"We have already funded from our Chamber of Commerce to pioneer a new route leading to the Mithril Mine. If opened, Lax Village will no longer be the only Mithrill Road!

"Great. The look on Lax Village's face when our immovable status collapsed. Will Mr. Dariel be my friend then?"

As long as the route was connected, the chairman of the Chamber of Commerce had the confidence to take the misrills that had been forcefully produced and sell them from the route of the Chamber of Commerce.

But he doesn't know yet.

That the Mithril mine will be the center of great chaos from now on.

No matter how many conspiracies you boast, the conspirators in question are conspirators and no match for direct force.

If you come onto the tabular stage of history of war, you will be more helpless and pitiful than a mole dragged out to earth.

Even the Demon King's Army, who continued to fight on the surface stage alongside the Adventurer's Guild, is after Mithril.

The parasites of vested interests should have predicted that, but it was impossible for their imagination, which had long been the only human territory in the world, to extend beyond it.

For this mistake in judgment.

They will, above all, lose and perish their favorite vested interests.

Everyone is after the Mithril mine.