I paid for it, my office.

Numerous parchments are placed on the executive desk installed in that room.

I, one, one, take a good look.

The parchment was attached to one sheet and contained detailed information about one individual.

When the Japanese see it, it looks like a resume. I might have thoughts about it.

But that, rather than a resume, a nomination arrangement, no, no, a solemn list, might be closer to reality.

Shh, who's the killer going to be? God is right. Oh, my God.

Find the bad guy who blew things into Carl.

There were times when I thought of that.

But stop, stop.

What a hassle to be a detective.

There is no guarantee that you can grab your tail that easily.

Even if it works, the investigation will take too long.

Then there is one way to do it.

No doubt is punished. I don't do classy things like that.

Yes, suspicion is imminent.

Probably not in Russia, the Soviet Union, following Aka's example.

I can't believe it, he's hostile to me, he doesn't seem to think of me very well.

All together, we're clear.

Anyway, to me, it's an obstacle.

Even if it was a wrongful crime, there's nothing wrong with it.

And so, punishment? Leg loss? Or, an absenteeism?

Whatever, but we need to collect the ingredients for that.

First, thorough information-gathering.

This is the end of the sweet guy on the side, or the guy dyeing his hands illegally.

All you have to do is brighten up that fact and punish it.

Conversely, the irresistible people around it. Or, clean people.

These guys trap.

A fabrication of a crime worthy of punishment, a fabrication of a scandal worthy of a leg loss.

Is that what this is about?

It might be a good idea to spread the rumor.

Lord ○ ○ is, in fact, a pornographic devil to a habit that is usually gentlemanly.

To find out who Ichii's daughter is, she works abusively.

And with aristocratic authority and the power of gold, you're forcing me to shut up?

Yeah, not bad.

Well, Lord Klassen of the Legal Department, who has a strong sense of justice and has me in sight, let me tell him the rumors of a pornographic devil, in a fruitful manner.

Do you want me to hire a self-proclaimed victim so I can be credible?

Damn, I can see it with my white eyes.

And I urge Sir Klassen, whose surrounding credibility has collapsed.

Why don't you quit your job?

Sir Levine of the Revenue Service, he taxed wheat from the countryside, for its rampant wrongdoing.

There is an urgent need to fabricate evidence to show it.

Let's turn to the Great Chamber of Commerce in Wangdu and the Aerenberg Chamber of Commerce for help.

You and I have had a good relationship.

Besides, the Aerenberg Chamber of Commerce has recently emerged as a threat to the Bremen Chamber of Commerce.

Let us decide that this Bremen Chamber of Commerce and Sir Levine are in consignment.

First, the Aerenberg Chamber of Commerce charges the Bremen Chamber of Commerce.

I discover this brilliantly, after that, the evidence of Sir Levine's involvement in the sidelines, of course the fabricated evidence.

And punish Sir Levine and the evil of the Bremen Chamber of Commerce.

I feel like Mido Huangmen.

Echikaya, you are evil too, and the evil deputy who vomits such a dialogue is Sir Levine.

Later, Major General Tospan of the Capital Guard.

That bastard, you don't look good for me to talk to Carl about his security relationship.

My job title has been unduly infringed.

Anyway, I guess that's what you think.

He's suspicious of socializing with antisocial organizations.

Let's move the branch of the Wise Chamber of Commerce, the dark merchant that's out this way.

Who, let the proper constituents approach Major General Tospan?

It doesn't matter if he refuses.

I can't help but make a scene where the two of us are face-to-face, and I push there.

Hmm. Branches here in the King's Capital and headquarters in the Republic of Latio.

Let's send a letter to both of them requesting their cooperation.

Soon, Watson, will you work for me, too?

The rest is...... General Regula.

You can call it grand destiny, the person to be eliminated the most. But......

The opponent is the head of the Seven Generals.

If you get your hands on it badly, you could get burned. Trouble.

The authority of the Seven Generals is considerable.

In a bad scandal, you won't lose a leg.

Obviously, it doesn't taste good that I move either.

(vii) The generals and the ministerial corps under their influence together turn to the enemy.

I can't have this.

Then......

(vii) The man of the house of generals shall cause the man of the house of generals to be terminated.

Nevertheless, even though the Regula family alone is full of hands, getting involved in the plot to the other Seven Generals cannot be said to be a good measure.

Then move the same Legula family person. It sprouts civil strife.

Luckily, there are just the right people.

That is Brigadier General Emerich Regula, General Regula's belly brother.

Unlike a little brother, a disappointingly fit, military-natured brother.

The personality, unlike that sticky brother, is with a broad, military-like personality?

For this reason, it is also more popular in the family and in the Sixth Army than in my elder brother.

but for the reason that he is my brother, I have to give him a step.

It's nothing. They're pretending to be the wind, but it won't be interesting on the inside.

And Brigadier General Regula's real mother. Mrs. Adele, the late wife of the predecessor General Regula. She's obviously not hiding any uninteresting emotions.

Kuku, available. Isn't that a good idea?

I can kill this mother and son. Let them take the seat of the Regula.

Both of you, if I, the Regent, were to be the back shield, I would be relieved.

Hmm, General Regula, that's it!

The people who were the Lord, that's the place.

Other than that, the dwarf... Ha, I'll cook it no matter how.

I will punish you with appropriate grievances.

All right, op time's up!

Come on, Whirlpool, Shizukuishi's hyper plot time is on!

Later historians may speak. That day, history moved.

He said it was the beginning of a gloomy solemn play.

Hmm, if you want to call me a spicy politician, call me.

I don't care about fame after I die. So......

So I will dye this king's capital bright red with my color.

I throw a few slices of parchment in my hand into the universe.

Hilariously, the parchment fell on the floor as it swayed.