The Little Prince in the Ossuary

# Past (7), King

Gogol iron finally has paradise. It was a timely succession of well-prepared traps, and it was also the magic of capitalism in which the management rights to 1% of the shares went back and forth.

In the divorce proceedings, the heir to the paradise group denied the fact of the affair. But there was so much clear evidence. The orphan was a unilateral victim. The top data swelled astronomically. She also acknowledged that her contribution to the formation of property was greater than her husband. It was because he was a member of the group president and one of the majority shareholders of the paradise group from the beginning.

The media outlined the outcome of the trial. It is often the case that a financier's divorce changes the corporate governance. But this time it's a different dimension. The governance of the country has changed, not the company.

She is now the leader of the paradise group. But everyone knew. Her father, Gogol Chairman, is the one true ruler.

She agreed with the opinion.

‘Yes, in fact, it's just a trust. ’

Trust in the name of the property, in the event that the owner and the real owner do not match. The shares of paradise that Ah-young originally owned were not only hers on the surface, but actually owned by Chairman Go-gun.

Usually this is used as a convenience for inheritance. However, Gogol Chairman was different. Last day, I paid a trillion-unit gift tax leaving nothing behind.

Because that was the justice the tyrant sought, the stone for the future.

So, he was still angry today.

“What's what? How much do you save? You son of a bitch! How dare you steal my shares?! ”

The group's treasurer was pale. Otherwise, he was trying to prove himself to a new employer.

How the paradise group has been reducing taxes, and it is anticipated that future tax evasion will be more efficient under the influence of the comet group. He reported so.

The tyrant roars at the chiefs.

“Listen up, all of you! You must pay your taxes! Find and pay taxes you can pay! ”

The fury that follows the furious gap.

“I am a fair merchant! I don't care what the other robbers do! I pay taxes to demand that much! More taxes! More rights! I'll pay for it! The country will have to pay for that! I, the great lord of this country! ”

That was what the accountant heard about trying to steal his shares. President's Secretary of State was an extension of corporate management. Because he converts everything in this world to monetary value.

In the same context, nontaxable miscellaneous persons cannot exercise their rights. That's why you're being hostile to other executives. They're buggers who want a free ride.

A value that feels fair and equitable.

But Ah-young sighs inside. The standards and methods are ridiculous.

A tyrant demands a price he deems reasonable. Its justification was its own standard. Like your own morality trumps the law. So sometimes they trade what they can't trade, what they can't trade.

‘Just like his body... …. ’

Ah-young looks at the angry chairman's young face. And compared to a child born in winter. He never had that look on his face. Someone else. I can just picture you before the deal, just with the same necessities.

What will happen to this country? There's an angry, old boy sitting on the throne.

So far, you've drawn your own line. That's all you have to gain from this money. He was strict in that regard.

However, by acquiring the paradise group, Gogun iron was able to pay much more taxes than before. Maybe more than half the national budget. It was hard for her to imagine what a father would ask for now. There will be no limit to his demands.

Once upon a time, when she was still young. A father who hated his daughter denied everything he had learned in school.

“The people are an illusion. A bunch of stupid pigs. ”

He didn't believe in humans.

“Yes, I have a stake. There's a small share. But even that small stake is too much for them. Using insights, without reflection.... by where I was born, by what generation, by discipline, by occupation, by gender. They're not accusing each other of anything. A ploy to spread their guilt like a dog and turn it into self-interest. My bowls are busy being stolen, and my bowls are busy guarding them. Right and wrong don't matter if they can keep the bowl safe. ”

He said again.

“In this shabby world, the right answer is money. Everything has to be economic. Non-economic contracts are unreliable. ”

Ah-young hated his father's worldview, but the world actually looked like that.

The world respects her father. The reason was that there was a lot of money. Paying a lot of tax was patriotism. Other inhuman words have been colored with pioneering management philosophy.

She was immersed in thoughts like this. It was a meeting about the management of paradise, but no one asked for her opinion. The best man. The decoration. A bound fate that can never be subjected.

So, at the end of the meeting, it was a surprise that the chairman asked her to stay.

“What's going on? ”

Your father answers your daughter's questions.

“I'll keep your children for a while. You'll be gone by the time you get back, you know that. ”

She froze. The intangible cold permeates the bone marrow. She stutters again. Why, why did you take my child? My father was a gringo.

“Even if the place you're sitting in is just a waste of time, your thoughts can be bothersome. They think you love them, so they'll be a safe haven for a while. ”

The heat is now turning into heat. It swells hot and spills out of your mouth. Then all that remained came out in tears. With trembling hands, she throws everything within reach. None of them, however, flew straight towards him.

With the exploding daughter, the old king was satisfied. I think I picked the right safeguards.

# April Vengeance, Fort Roberts (1)

The day of preparing the Obvious Liberation was monotonous. Recurring missions to secure march routes and build supplies.

Then one day, an FBI agent came to winter. The agent greets the boy officer with a respectful bow and float posture.

“Nice to meet you. I'm Joanna Gibson, special director of Homeland Security for the Bureau of Investigation. ”

Her visit was unexpected. Agent Gibson has asked the regimental commander to remain in solitary confinement with the boy officer, and the visitation room has been arranged accordingly. Why would the Bureau be interested in winter? What's he trying to tell us? What charges do you have against me?

Insights do not work because there is no underlying information.

This development has never been experienced. Winter greeted him with caution.

“Greetings, Agent Gibson. Can I call you that? Sorry, I don't know the level of Supervisory Special Agent……. ”

“That's okay. I'd say you're a captain, but investigators and the Army are separate organizations. Different roles, different sizes. The one-on-one response is pointless. I may have oversight in action, but oversight and leadership are different concepts. So feel free to speak freely. ”

The context was clear. A revolting winter.

“A tactical situation? You mean I'm on the same mission as Agent Gibson? ”

“Yes, it is. The Central Intelligence Agency has asked me to send a winter lieutenant. Before we go any further, could you please sign here? ”

She gives a form, with an office smile. A nondisclosure agreement. It contains information about the operation to participate, and will remain confidential even after the operation is over. Winter was troubled.

“Do I have the right to refuse? ”

“Nothing.”

The answer was clear because there was no hesitation. She took out another form.

“Take a look at this. Dispatch orders from the Department of Defense and Containment Ship Command. ”

Content that temporarily disbands the Winter lieutenant's mission currently dispatched to Unit 160 of the Sevens California and enters other operations at the request of the CIA. Winter was also confirmed in writing by Colonel Raflin, commander of the Combat Squad.

When worrying is meaningless. Winter also did not hesitate. Take Agent Gibson's pen and write down your name in a neat handwriting.

“Thank you for your cooperation. ”

While she struggles to form, winter asks her questions.

“You said Central Intelligence Operations, and Agent Gibson's in on it? ”

“Oh, that's the rule. Homeland operations are supposed to be overseen by the Bureau of Investigation. Operations are governed by intelligence agencies, the Pentagon dispatches lieutenants to assist in the operation, and the Bureau of Investigation monitors the operation to ensure that it is not harmful to national interests, that there are no procedural problems. ”

The boats will go to the mountains if there are more boats. Joanna Gibson added a more transparent smile to her winter concern.

“You can think of me as the brake of a car. to stop the runaway. I don't want to interfere with the operation because I'm distracted. You don't have to worry about that in advance. ”

“Can you tell me about the mission I'm going on? ”

“I can send you the details after boarding the aircraft……. ”

“How long will it take? ”

Again, in winter, after the mob, she gives limited information.

“You must have a lot of questions. I'll just tell you everything I can at this point. The duration of the operation…… is uncertain. The Intelligence Agency estimates up to a few months. ”

“ ……. ”

“The operation itself has been launched before. You're the only winter lieutenant sent with me, but there's already enough people on site. But for some reason, the intelligence agency has asked us to send you in. ”

If the operation had been initiated before, there would have been an existing overseer. Homeland operations are overseen by the bureau of investigation. However, the introduction of a new director meant that it was impossible for existing supervisors to perform their duties for any reason.

‘Plus, take me with you.... That means you have to have combat strength. ’

The former overseer looks more likely to have died. It was a demonstration that the mission was that dangerous.

After a short explanation, Agent Gibson informed me that the scheduled time of departure was 9: 00 p.m.

“I heard there are people taking care of their hands. I think it would be a good idea to keep the news brief. Taking on a specific mission, I think I'll be gone for a while……. That much.”

“Thank you for your consideration. ”

“Then please come to the Royal Marine Corps by 20: 30. Everything else is ready, so you're welcome to come alone with your own weapons. If you have no further questions, I'll see you then. ”

Any more questions will be pointless. Winter nods once and rises from its place.

By the time Gibson arrived, winter had no further history. I got you out of Ops, so I'm going straight to the Alliance to give them the news. Everyone was embarrassed. The most worried were the two chiefs, among them Min Wangi.

“Not good. ”

The middle-aged scholar sighed deeply.

“In the meantime, even with all these problems, it was easy to keep pressure on while the little commander was around. Religion, faction.... because everybody noticed. and relationships with other organizations. Honestly, it's a pretty sensitive time.... ”

“I can't help it. That's an order.”

Winter felt like it was forcibly drifting away from the story.

No matter how great you are alone, when the world goes the other way around, it just gets swept away.

Artwork Reviews

# Edit

The story has been told again. First of all, they don't touch cruelty.

But the sympathy of the author who's trying to puncture your stomach... so the adult audience needs to be edited.

This is sad for the writer as well. I thought that part was very objectionable, but...

# Q&A

Q. Bear Lord: Would editing @ be quicker than writing?!

A. I don't know. If you write it with a lot of thought, it's a lot harder to fix.

Q. Oshin 4: Please sign the paper after all, Great Old Being.

A. I can't sign all 1,500 copies on the first line. Haha. I'm just going to have to hand out a few books at the event...

Q. That girl: There's a typo!! Deep penetrate orbit x deep penetrate o

A. rumen: I don't think it's a typo. Tell them not to come in.

Author: As Rumen puts it, if the word is difficult... I'll just look at turning it into an eyehole.

Q. Klinen: The board of directors still lacks compassion, a violent depiction of the compassionate isothemes, where webtoons can confidently associate a person who cuts off a person's limb the next time... May you not lose the sympathy of the great old.

A. Writer's compassion has been exhausted for a long time. I'm only living every day now. Tears are flowing...