Let's Manage The Tower

Oscar, who was away from the office for the visitors, found an unfamiliar envelope on the desk of the office he returned to.

Nothing was written on the envelope, on the front or on the back.

I felt like I had it. I felt that the documents were inside, and I checked the documents inside without thinking deeply about whether someone under my command had left them behind.

As expected, there were dozens of pieces of paper, and Oscar looked through the first piece of paper, questioning it, and changed his complexion in an instant.

It was a change because I knew there was no one in the current office, but it was a dramatic change for Oscar, who was good at hiding his complexion.

However, the change quickly subsided and the usual expression returned.

The complexion was reversed Oscar, but I checked each bundle of paper I had, and when I finished checking, my expression was completely faceless.

After reading the paperwork, Oscar put the bundle of paper in the envelope again and headed to the bedroom as instructed.

In the bedroom where no one was supposed to be, there was a man dressed in black waiting.

Oscar heard the man in a flat voice.

"... what's the purpose?

I went out of my way to put something on the desk in the office that would point to Oscar's weakness.

It was because there was room for discussion that he understood that he had taken such a roundabout approach.

As the man thought, the black dress briefly conveyed the matter in a man's voice.

"Get your hands off Smitty. That's all I need."

"... what?

Oscar, who opened his mouth for a moment, raised doubts, but immediately tried to reopen his mind and start negotiations.

But the black outfit slightly raised his right hand and blocked it.

"Negotiations and questions are meaningless. The only option you have is to withdraw your hand from Smitty or not. If you don't, take the information where you deserve it."

Oscar silenced at the words that he wouldn't let him say.

Her expression hasn't changed, but she's moving around in her head.

I don't know the ultimate purpose of the person in front of me, but at least I know what I'm asking for.

If you don't remember something, you can stick it, but you can't stick it because you remember too much.

It was Oscar who thought about that and the noise, but the other person kept on saying, whether he was reading it or not.

"To tell you the truth, gathering the guards of the Mansion is a waste of time here. Even if I fall here, my people will do it. You don't think I'm the only one who gathered that information about you?

Oskar suddenly wanted to slap his tongue at the other person's words as if he was ahead of his own thinking, but he managed to restrain it.

As the black dress said, it was expected that there would be friends.

Conversely, if we can gather this much information by ourselves, we can see that the guards of the Mansion who are not very good can't stand their teeth.

It was Oscar who remained silent while looking at the other person's eyes for a while, but he eventually dropped his shoulders as if he had given up.

"... okay."

I see. I'm glad to hear a good reply. Yeah, and this deal isn't just about this one. Bye bye. "

"Hey, um... shit!

The black dress just said, and immediately went to the window and disappeared.

I didn't really care about Oscar trying to stop him.

As an Oscar, I wanted to make a promise that I would not use this document to threaten you in the future, but I didn't even get it.

I couldn't even do what I normally did with other aristocrats, and I ended up drinking their demands unilaterally.

The other party didn't even try to negotiate in the first place, so I had no choice, but Oscar couldn't afford to think about that right now.

It was just frustrating and all I could do was tap the papers I had on the floor.

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"Oh, my head! Oh, my God! Kurta's been destroyed!

"Nah, what!?

The other members of the group in the room made noise at the information of the subordinates who came in in a hurry.

Kurta is a common name for the Dark Alliance in neighboring countries.

Beyond being a dark guild, the official names are meaningless, and they only refer to each other by names that communicate with each other.

The crushing of the Kurta means that they will not be able to get information on the movements of merchants and troops coming from neighbouring countries.

Much of their income comes from caravans that cross the border, and it hurts a lot to lose that information.

That's why they're making more noise than when the base of King's Landing was dropped.

Looking at the men, his head slapped the desk in front of him with a thrust.

"Why don't you be quiet!

The sound of hitting the desk and the voice silenced the men standing.

After confirming that his gaze was gathering, his head continued to speak.

"You knew when King's Landing and Gabon were dropped. Rather, now is the time to keep this place out of sight!

The men who stood up after hearing the report began to sit down.

After seeing it, I decided that I could manage to tighten my mind, and I decided to go to my room.

"Hey! I'll be in my room, but don't come in for a while! Instead, protect this place from being dropped."

"" "" "" Oh!

Hearing a bold reply from his men, his head nodded while showing his spare face.

"Damn it!!!!

Back in my room, my head got sick.

I was just pretending to be calm in front of my men.

The fact that Kurta was dropped did more damage to his head than his men thought.

It didn't just mean you couldn't get information from the dark guild you're working with, it also meant something else.

He hurried out of nobody's sight and began to manipulate it carefully.

But...

"Fuck! Move!"

The communication device did not work properly.

On the contrary, it emitted a pale red light.

It indicates that something is wrong with the other party or that the communication is being denied.

I came here thinking of the worst situation in my head.

That means that the connection with the neighboring country that has been backing us up until now has been completely broken.

Of course, that's not what happens to an organization right now.

Figs and Nini are still alive, where the money comes from.

Those two bases alone can earn enough money for the organization to maintain.

However, there is also a future where each of them will be destroyed and finished.

To be clear, the exit was cut off first and there was no escape route.

After this, we must defend any remaining strongholds.

My head no longer doubts that it was the royal shadows who created this situation.

I desperately wondered if I could survive the King's City, Mount Gabont, and the organization that had crushed Kurta one after the other.

But I couldn't think of a bright future in my head.