The Strongest Clan’s Master Is the Weakest and Most Evil Support Class ~Even with a Fail Job「Talker」, with My Brains and Dependable Allies’ Abilities, I’m the World’s Strongest Seeker~

"I think it's a chance."

From the interview format to the discussion format, Sieg opened his mouth first.

"Indeed, the Ten Kings of Underworld Prison (Valiant) is a threat. There could be a lot of blood. But it's already proven to be an enemy you'll never win."

Sieg laughs invincibly and continues.

"The material obtained from the Ten Kings of Underworld Prison (Valiant) should further develop the magical civilization of this empire. Now is the time in urban areas and the usual water and sewer system was invented from materials of the Ten Kings of Underworld Prison (Valiant). Clean water gushing infinitely and facilities to purify the sewage completely are essential to support this empire"

Always having access to clean water is an extremely important element in keeping people healthy. In particular, there is a difference in mortality and average life expectancy between cloud mud before and after water and sewerage installations are in place, as people are susceptible to plague in densely populated urban areas. As Zeke says, if we can win again this time, the empire will be further developed using that material.

But Johann disagreed with Sieg.

"Isn't that somewhat lacking in crisis awareness, Mr. Sieg?

Johan frowned and said.

"Indeed, if we can beat the Ten Kings of the Underworld (Valiants), this empire will develop even further. In the first place, if we lose, we don't have tomorrow. That's true. But when it comes to flowing blood, it's never welcome."

"Then what are you going to say is right?

"Winning the fight is a big premise and you should figure out how to fight it that will reduce the damage more. No matter how much civilization develops, we can't take back the lives we've lost."

"Of course, it's important to contain the damage. But they're catastrophic enemies. Is he the one you can beat for fear of causing harm?

"We pride ourselves on our role as Seven Stars."

Johan's claim is true. But I don't think you mean it.

What the hell are you after?

"Then why don't you tell me what the concrete measures are?

"In preparation for the day of the showdown, I want you to temporarily cede all clan management authority to me. That way, we can promise a definitive victory and reduction of damage."

To the words, the whole venue swung.

"Reorganize all clans as one big organization, not a fragmented one, and increase collaboration by smoothing the chain of command. That's the surest way."

I see, is that it?

This is a place where the statements made here will not come true as they are, but where all the big players from all walks of life are. If it is found to be justified, it will be a push to move to execution.

Johann Eisfeld, he's smarter than I ever imagined, and he's another daring man.

"You can integrate and follow all the clans? It's ridiculous. Are you insane?"

Sieg told him to throw it away, and his disgust also stared at Johann in the open. But Johann at the time, he stays cool in the face.

"I'm serious, Mr. Sieg. That is ridiculous when the survival of a country is hanging, but fighting as an individually independent organisation. We should all stand together."

"So you want me to follow your plan? But the third star barks."

"So we should be first class stars, right?

"You think you can be?

"I'm going to, what?

"Ha ha, you have more sense of joke than I do."

Sieg and Johan remain smiling, but their eyes are terribly cold. It's an atmosphere that could develop into a killer here.

I sent Thomas directions with my gaze to advance the rigid situation. Thomas nods frightened by the temper between them.

"Oh, thank you both for your valuable feedback! Now that we have just divided opinions, let us put this on the next agenda. From here on out, I'm going to ask both of you, as well as others, whether they agree or disagree with the integration of all the clans."

The other clanmasters replied that some were in favour, while others were against.

"Agreed. Given the threat of the Ten Kings of Underworld Prison, it's the right thing to do."

"You disagree. Why do we have to dismantle our own clan?"

"No, wait. That's temporary, isn't it?

"It doesn't matter if it's temporary. Once admitted, the same thing becomes a recurring precedent. Otherwise, it was dismantled."

"Shouldn't we just make arrangements in advance so we don't? More importantly, if you can't beat the Ten Kings of the Underworld (Valiants), then the survival of the Clan will be pointless."

"Where is the guarantee that the arrangement is fair!?

"Don't just claim your rights! This is a national crisis!?

The proportion between the two factions is just half. The proponents take Johan, the deniers take Sieg as their flag, and incandescent the debate.

It is difficult to create hesitation in making a statement because each interview format requires clear answers and responsibilities, whereas each of the proponents and opponents has allies that it is a form of discussion. It was the contents of the statement that faded, but the parties and those listening were greatly exhilarated by the intense verbal reward.

But I didn't dare join the debate, I was still there. The debate remains parallel lines while it is incandescent. Eventually, when the opinions of both factions ran out, Johann turned to me for water.

"Mr. Noel, I've been deciding a lot since just now, but I think it's time for you to give me your opinion. You're the one who wanted to discuss it, but what's the point of not participating at all?

"Oh, does Mr. Johann want my story?

"Oh, I'd love to hear that. I'm excited to hear from you."

Inevitably, it draws my attention. Both factions are already out of opinions, so this is the best situation for me to talk about.

"Agree or disagree with the integration of all clans, my answer is no"

"Well, let me ask you why"

"Each clan has its own way of fighting. Where we have integrated clans, we are not always able to make concerted moves. Rather, you're more likely to end up just causing extra confusion. So I disagree."

"I guess it's abusive to decide that."

Johann continues with his long legs together and standing on eagle fried.

"Admittedly, there's a way to fight every clan, but if we set the policy right and do the exercises, we should be able to solve that problem"

"You think it should be? That's a lot of negative objection. With such an ambiguous notion, you think presiding over all the clans is going to make that happen? More importantly, under those who don't want to, I don't think the will to fight together sprouts. Loss of morale in linking the blades, as if there's nothing good about it."

"... is a crisis of national survival. It's the pinnacle of stupidity to tie you to your crappy pride and forget your righteousness. I believe we can all make smart choices."

"Heh heh, I think you're the one tied to the pride of crap"

"What?"

When I saw Johann wrinkling between my eyebrows, I deepened my grin.

"If you insist on justice, why are you going ahead on the assumption that you will be a general? Isn't it up to the Explorers Association (Alliance), which manages all Explorers, to make that decision?"

"… of course, it is necessary to ask the Explorers Association (Alliance). But any claim should also be muscular to show the speaker's willingness to be in charge first. I'm saying I'm going to represent myself to be responsible for my claims."

"Fine idea, but that doesn't make it legit. There are many other people who deserve to be in charge. Besides, if you claim not to be selfish, the other Explorers (Explorers) will be more convinced that you, the proponent, are off the list. I'd like to hear your opinion on what you think of that place."

When I cut right back, Johann got stuck responding. But I immediately have a lying, smelly grin and slap my hands on my pussy.

"Hey, great. Indeed, Noel, your point makes sense. Let me take your opinion for future reference. [M] Thank you so much."

You're in trouble for a response, and you look great. It seems this man's art to speak from an upper position and shed inconvenient topics.

"By the way, Noel, what do you yourself think is best to do? If I may, will you tell me?"

By turning the subject of the story into me, it looks like he's going to turn to the side of criticism this time. But sweet. He does seem like a man with a head around him, but he's not my enemy.

"It's a simple story. Abyss automatically purifies the core demon (Beast) and renders other demons (Beast) incapable of action. In other words, you just have to crusade the Ten Kings of Underworld (Valiants) quickly. That's the best way to prevent wasted damage."

"Ha, I wonder what you're going to say, that's a lot of manoeuvre. Have you forgotten what's important? It is we, the Seven Stars (Regalia), who fight directly against the Ten Kings of Underworld Prison (Valiant). I have to say that it is thick skin on the boulder to push others to do what they cannot do and say it is a measure. I want to know what you think of that place."

Johan distorts his mouth like he has won.

So I laughed, too.

"Ha, when did you say I'd push someone else? On the day of the showdown, my clan will also fight the Ten Kings of Underworld Prison (Valiant). Of course, as Seven Stars."

"Become!?

"I swear by the name of my grandfather, the great hero known as the Undying Evil Devil (Overdeath), Brandon Stolen, I will confirm it. Storm Winged Snakes (Wild Tempest) will always be Seven Stars (Regalia) until the Ten Kings of Underworld (Valiant) reaches the present world. Never."

I assure you, the whole venue boiled up.

"It's going to be Seven Stars!? You just founded his clan!?

"Not enough fighting power, not enough track record! It's impossible what you think!

"But he's the grandson of that indestructible devil!?

"Besides, I can't say it's impossible, considering the fast advances we've made since we created it!

The audience is excited and fussy without having to use fake customers (Sakura). The attention was now focused only on my every move.

"Stop being crazy!!!

Johan rises furiously.

"Shame on you as a Seeker to escape this scene, shielding your future without any guarantee! Your words are just paranoia!

"I'm making my nose rough, but that word will come back to you, too. Be a first-class star, huh? It's also a future without any guarantee."

"In us and you, we're not in the same shape! It's arrogant to speak in the same line yourself!

"You're the arrogant one, aren't you? Seven Stars (Legalia) is not a permanent qualification. There is also a replacement. Why do you think you can stay in Legalia all the time? Hehe, I can see you rolling off that seat."

When I provoked him, Johan shook his body with anger.

"... fine. If that's all I'm saying, why don't I show you some evidence? Evidence that you are enough clans for the Seven Stars."

Johann thought there was no way he could do it. But it's a big mistake. I've been waiting for that word.

"Okay. Is that what you want?

"Oh, yeah, you're right..."

Johann was frightened of me, but I can't retract the words I just vomited. All I could do was snort.

"You can't say no to the request of the third star of the Seven Stars (Legalia) and the clanmaster of the Mermaid's Soul Song (Lorelei). You all must be tired of discussing what remains a parallel line. I just want to give this to me for a little while."

I'll get up and have a light meeting. Needless to say Sieg, the collaborator, did not appear to differ from the other clan masters either.

Naturally. Without me, these guys would have had to be Johann's. There is no fool with an overwhelming tongue facing someone above him in a public place like this.

"I find silence an acknowledgement. Moderators, may I?

"Yeah, yeah, go ahead, Mr. Noel"

When Thomas nodded, I walked to the center of the stage and now turned to the audience.

The place warmed up enough. This is the real deal.

"As you all know, the title Seven Stars (Regalia) is given by His Majesty the Emperor. Therefore, the clan worthy of that title must not only be strong, but must also be equipped with the integrity to be a model for all clans"

There was one word in my brain to speak.

- The ploy will be 'Makoto'.

"I undertake to eradicate on this occasion one of the evils that spreads to the Empire to prove that our clan deserves seven stars (Regalia). The name of the evil is deception. The innocent are locked up by unfair judgment, and the evil to be judged is unleashed in the wild. Overlooking this is unlikely to be the subordinate of His Majesty the Great Emperor"

The audience. I keep smiling.

"Do you all remember a man named Hugo Coppelius?