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

"Let's make some tea"

"Please"

After Commerce Chairman Ritguez left angry with his shoulder, I decided to discuss future measures with my secretary, Droyer.

No matter how selfish the guys at the Chamber of Commerce have looked down on it, it's risky to throw it off without doing anything.

I'll make a cup of tea that wasn't there when I was inviting Lithgess, with Droyer.

"Are you glad of that? Drive me back like that?

"Yeah, because that's the only type I'll see if I show you the bare gesture you want at all. I only interpret it as convenient for me everywhere."

People who are vulnerable to pushing get pushed off there.

"I have to reject it firmly at the first entrance because I'm also vulnerable to pushing. I almost believe that was the best response."

"Weak to push...?

No, Mr. Droyer, you don't have to look at such a liar with your eyes...!?

I'm really vulnerable to pushing.

Otherwise I'm not married.

"I rejected that asshole so clearly that there was no more, but naturally that's not the end of it. Instead, you can say the battle is about to begin."

As I've said before, when a guy who can only carry things in such a conspiracy shows up with a frontal cut, it's when the road is completely set to win.

"You felt that place smell in his mouth, too. I guess that was a surrender recommendation after all."

"Surrender recommendation?

- "We're already sticking a blade in your throats," "resistance is pointless. Now let's just save our lives." "So obey the adults."

of the feeling.

"Didn't sound very much like that? To me, only in the wind trying to sneak by and suck the sweet juice as usual......?

"Are they talking or conspiring? I'm a specialist in that kind of thing. Or I can't do anything else. That kind of arrangement makes hidden intentions difficult."

Just as great scholars would like to use elusive jargon.

Or maybe you're testing their intelligence by doing so.

I was wondering if we had the ability to be used by ourselves properly.

"All they have is wit and capital. I don't have the power to deal with them directly."

I guess force or violence.

"Those guys try to take in as many opponents as they can. I think of the fraction itself as a force that can't be fought directly. At the same time, there is a sense of superiority in subjugating the opponent without fighting."

"You're refracting..."

Let's see.

If you try to show strength without fighting, you can't not refract.

"But today, they failed to fight and succumb to us. Then we'll have to collide."

When it comes to their collision, it doesn't bleed, so it's a shady, creepy collision.

I've just spent most of my life as a soldier, too, and I don't like collisions like that.

Better to fight for clarity in black and white on the spot.

"Well, even on the battlefield, it's rare to decide to win or lose a kitchen cookie..."

"So how do you think the village chief is going to get next?

The droyer asks to eat in.

...... she is politically oriented like this for some reason (?) When I talk about it, it's good to eat.

Are you keen to study?

Well, I'm also very interested in what the Chamber of Commerce is up to...

"I don't know"

"Huh?"

I have no choice.

It's not like I can see a thousand miles with these eyes. I'm not the Demon King.

My horizons are clear, and I know everything about the world.

But if it's going to be about the safety of my family and my hometown, I can't be without knowing.

"So you're going to need people to go out of my sight instead."

When I punch my hands in the bread, someone opens the door and comes into the room.

"You...!

The visitor looked familiar and the droyer changed his complexion.

"Yes, it's Sermeto, the secret detective."

It was the former intelligence unit of the Demon King's Army that was dismissed, dismissed in the same way, so that I could beg and work under me.

"As Darriel ordered, we have collected various information around the Chamber of Commerce. I thought if I tasted these, I'd find out what they were looking for."

"Thank you for all your hard work."

Whatever you do, information is life.

Whether you fight, run, or just live.

In that case, the Intelligence Unit led by Cermet is truly dependable.

It was originally an institution of the Demon King's Army.

Relieve yourself that the Regular Army's Intelligence Department is only too eager to work.

"Or don't you go back to the Demon King's Army? I don't have a bashbar that fired you, and I think the other system has changed a lot?

"Dear Darriel is the only one who can call us commanders. You can only rot treasure when you ask for the instructions of others."

I wonder if Cermeto would be so clear.

Anyway, I can't measure the profits they get from following me without turning back to the Demon King's Army.

It was me who was sweetening them like that and leaving the field of information to them.

Five years after the reunion, Cermeto was also getting older and more refined in his judgment.

"... so, information...?

"Well, anyway, I've gathered from one end of the spectrum to get involved with the Chamber of Commerce, but that's one thing I've carefully selected just for the information that interests me,"

"Interested information?

"I thought you might have something to do with Darriel..."

The story Cermet told really caught my interest.

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"The Chamber of Commerce and Campbell Street are approaching?

"Yes, the Chamber of Commerce messengers have been coming and going for the past few weeks"

Campbell Street is a city not far from the village of Lax.

You can say neighborhood.

Originally this neighborhood was despicable, and it's quite a distance from the neighborhood. The closest of these was Campbell Street.

"You've got another troublesome name...!?"

Where neighbors want to get along with each other, but not so much, is the learning of floating life.

Campbell's city is completely off the Mithrill transport route while being close there to the village of Lax, and does not make the money Mithrill generates.

Still it strikes me with various hands to get involved in some way, but sometimes that can only be harassment of the village of Lax...

... well...

... I'm confused when I say it in a way that doesn't hold a corner.

"It's so fucking annoying, isn't it?"

Mr. Cermeto!

I chose words in my heart now!

"Well, in fact, I haven't been harassed by Campbell Street once or twice."

The most memorable is the first.

When the adventurers offered shortly after the takeover of the Mithrill Mine did it, they came out and when they failed, they even made a duel noise.

In fact, there was harassment from Campbell Street, large and small, even after that.

Countless in the last five years.

Are you uncomfortable not being able to get on so much Mithril money?

Campbell Street behaved with a sense of obsession beyond damage.

"I..., I don't like people in that city. I have similarly seated myself in several negotiations, but it seems obvious to look down this way......!

It's also unusual for a droyer to reveal so much repentance.

It's been over a year since she started working for us as a secretary, too. I never had a chance to leave it to negotiations outside the village, but did I make it an unpleasant experience then?

"Campbell Street was the biggest city around here in the first place. I hear a lot of money came from the surrounding villages, some of which were poor at the time, Lax Village."

My wife's father... my father-in-law also went to Campbell Street as an adventurer to earn money, and I heard about meeting my mother-in-law there, etc.

A city with so much capacity to accept employment.

As a large city, it had its corresponding pride and looked down on the surrounding cold village remote villages.

Yet now the village of Lax thrives to a greater extent, and the inhabitants are tremendously flowing this way.

Maybe there's a reason they're hostile to the village of Lax, too.

"Because they're like that, it just doesn't feel right to be approaching the Chamber of Commerce."

"That's what I thought, too, and I took care of the investigation into Campbell Street. That's where I found out......!

Cermet dives into his voice and says:

"They seem to be trying to pave the way"

"Way?"

"It's a road that leads directly from Campbell Street to the Mithrill Mine."