Reincarnated as a Villager ~ Strongest Slow-life

"Well, let's start by introducing ourselves"

Without objection, I am not dissatisfied with the facilitator, so I leave it to the chairman to be crisp.

"Let's start here."

and turned his eyes to the seven old men.

"These are the presidents and representatives of the leading chambers of commerce in Wang Du. What's your name... okay. You won't be willing to remember anyway, you..."

It's not like I don't want to remember. Just forget it!

"I'm sorry everyone, but this guy decides his name by the look and feel of it, don't be mad at me. I've only been called the chairman since I met him."

"What, you wanted to be called by name?

"Phew. It's itchy to be called by name now, I don't mind you being the chairman."

Then I'll let you go. I admire the chairman.

"Now, introduce yourself."

And, the chairman plunged me, so I turned the pass straight to my father.

"... you..."

I could turn a blind eye, but I laughed and took it.

"Well, good. I'm Blarney, the representative of the Aboriginal Trade Federation. As you know, he was an adventure merchant until a few days ago."

I hear you've seen him several times because of the movement of some old man's mouth.

That seemed to be the end of it, so I turned my attention to your recluse.

"I'm just a recluse. Call me whatever you want."

And I felt the air in the room solidified--

"After all, there are few people who know your hiding place."

It would be nice to know about one person if we had all this mentz.

"I am hiding. You'll come out when there's nothing you can do about it."

"It's overprotective."

That's why you're such an idiot.

"... your ear hurts..."

Hide-away with shoulder to shoulder. I was conscious.

"Oh, hey, bei! Ho, is this guy really, like, hiding?

"Is that it? Didn't you notice?

You looked like you figured something out.

"No, I thought it was a heavy town in the mafia, but I don't think there's going to be any hiding..."

"Well, I guess it fits in the cover-up that the chairman is saying. Isn't it?

"Oh. That's hiding. Nice to meet you."

As the tension ran, he showed a light and warm grin as if to greet his grandson as well.

... Well, if I make you a recluse, do you all just look like grandchildren...

"... I'm really impressed by the size of your face..."

Good luck meeting you. Well, good or bad.

"Well, good. If you came, it's quick to talk. That's how much the Mafia realized the importance of bei."

"Right. Honestly, if it was just you guys, I wouldn't have shown my face. But if the bei were on that side, we would be in a bad position, and the worst would be crushed. It's hard to lose your home."

I don't want to argue, but, well, what you do is you declare war. To the merchant.

"As far as I'm concerned, it would be much more helpful if you could do it in a friendly or coexistence and prosperity."

When it comes to contention, the completion goes far away, and you can't easily come to the king's capital. More importantly, Mendoxe.

"Specifically?

"Merchants and mafias alike would be fine if they joined the Aboriginal Trade Federation. It's a harmonious island."

When I saw your father, I smiled bitterly and clasped my shoulders.

After all, this father is awesome. That's what I was expecting.

"Accession doesn't make us part of the Merchant Alliance."

"Right. There's no sign of them."

I'm going to raise the issue and rock this one.

"Apprentice, mafia. The merchants are looking ahead."

"... you can't argue at all..."

Hide-away that will be smaller for my words.

I'm sure you're the ones who ruined the mafia, so let me tell you something.

"How much are you preaching to the hiding of the mafia that the country fears too..."

"It's just him. So. I just wanted to ask you, do you have an economic blockade or a maritime blockade?

"Economic blockade?

"Maritime blockade?

You don't seem to be from where everyone's leaning their necks.

"... I can somehow imagine from that word, what does that mean?

"Well, to put it simply, you don't let things or people out or into it by force."

"... don't be ridiculous..."

After all, merchant. I hear you know how much that is.

"I know very well the worries of the chairmen and the anxiety on the part of the mafia. But it's up to both sides not to let you do it. This isn't about talking. but that's a threat. Far from harmony. If you say you can't join, just create a new chamber of commerce and let them join. It doesn't matter who's behind this to the Aboriginal Trade Federation, and that's up to your dad's arm. Gumball."

"... I'm glad it's a worthwhile job, not at all..."

I'm glad I have a father who can take care of Mendoxe.

"The Mafia would be nice if they opened up the harbor and cooperated. It's hard to bring them from other countries."

You have to be hostile. The mafia is cheap. Weird greed destroys it. That's all.

"Well, I'm not asking you to decide right away. I'm still remodeling the island, and there's still not enough people. It's just the beginning. There's nothing you need to rush."

That's why I let them know there's a gap to get into.

The real purpose of this plan is not to create an island of trade. It's all about getting involved.