Wortenia Senki (WN)

When the darkness dominated the city and the whores and guests were pulling their sweet dreams together on one bed, one man was waiting for a guest who still didn't show up in a secret room set up on the corner of the whorehouse.

"Hmm... that seems to be a long way off"

One man puts his gaze toward the needle of a watch hung on the wall as he joyfully grins. And he gently put his lips on the bright red liquid inside, holding the cup he had placed beside the couch.

As the aromatic fragrance spreads across his mouth, the man snorts deeply satisfactorily and slowly swallows.

Blissful time to envelop your whole body. It's the only time to rest your heart for a man who has dyed his whole body bright red with conspiracy and violence.

Most of all, God doesn't care about men.

The man is interrupted in time by the sound of knocking on the door and smacks his tongue, but immediately returns to his usual expression and is allowed to enter the room slowly.

That's the attitude your boss has toward his men.

"Sudo, I'm done talking to Saito-kun for now"

"Thank you. It seemed to take a long time, was there anything?

A glance at Kikukawa, who opened the door and came in, makes the man smile as if he had eaten a person as usual.

In the words Kikukawa glanced at the clock hung on the wall and sighed small.

Indeed, it is more than an hour past the time initially scheduled.

"I'm sorry. Just a little hassle... Well, from his point of view, I can fully understand that."

The pain of losing my family. It inflicts unbearable pain and grief on people.

If that's a disease or accident, it's still easy to put your mind on. But if it were taken away by the power of others, the story would change.

fierce flames of hatred held by many human beings belonging to the organization. That's the same for Saito, who is ostensibly seen as calm and cold.

No, if you try him, who usually hides it and serves his hateful enemies, it would also make sense that he can't take calmly the present situation, where the day of revenge is approaching with a moment.

"I see. It must be natural for him."

"Yep."

That's how Sudo handled Kikukawa with a bitter laugh.

"Thank you for your hard work. Well, Kikukawa. Don't just stand there and hang out with me for a drink."

Even with senior executives in front of the organization, Sudo's attitude doesn't change anything from normal. Nature if you say so.

On the contrary, what is unnatural is that Kikukawa takes it for granted.

"Yeah, excuse me, then."

Sitting on the sofa in a room of the hall, he lowers his back in front of Sudo, who gently tilts the cup, and Kikukawa hands the cup placed on the table.

Silver cup with fine sculpture.

After loving the stunning shape, Kikukawa slowly tilted the cup.

"That's a good liquor. It's a waste to drink with two men."

Aromatic aroma stirs through Kikukawa's nasal cavity.

Wine made from quality grapes. I put that to bed for a few to a dozen years at least.

"Oh, everything. I'm talking about buying one of the dishes that the famous Zuo kept in the south. Hmm. Sure would be great to drink with a beautiful woman."

I get drunk on delicious food and alcohol while surrounded by superb beauties. A sight everyone dreams of once.

Well, there's only so much fun in the less entertaining earth world that I can count on.

"Sure, it's an attractive suggestion, but I need to get the job done first"

To Kikukawa, who said so and gave him the paperwork he held beside him, Sudo let him flaunt his shoulders as if he were a father who had heard the child's selfishness.

"It's serious. Well... that must be why he was promoted to one of the executives at that young age."

"That's the report."

"I see, given his character, that's a natural move"

I glanced through the documents I was offered, and Sudo asked me to lift a single eyebrow.

There was a list of Simone Christoph and her collaborators. Ryo Michizawa's true set of goals and their movements.

"I managed to prevent it this time because I was listening to you from Sudo. But Ryoujin Ozashi. He's quite troublesome."

Zaluda and Ortomere. Prices across the Western continent have risen significantly as a result of this battle between the two countries.

That's natural in a way.

The battle to consume large quantities of goods is the best place to work for merchants, and if consumption improves, supplies are scarce and values increase.

A little work on the head would be an understandable initial step in the economy for anyone.

Does the problem differ from what you can understand with your head and what you can actually do?

"Well, I guess so, because there's something old about him that doesn't suit his youth"

How many people in the world would be able to make the same movements as Ryo Misaki?

Most humans can't take advantage of the opportunity when it comes.

"Aside from Zaluda, who went as reinforcements, I had no idea he was going to move to eat into Oltomere, a hostile country. On top of that, I didn't know there was a pipe with a politician who shredded his sneeze in the Imperial capital at a local fallen chamber of commerce called the Christoph Chamber of Commerce..."

"I guess it's honest that if you try it on him, you've never known what to do with anyone but yourself. I'm pretty lucky, and I have the instrumentality and the ability to act just to take advantage of it. Hey, he's quite a promising young man in the future. He is."

Kikukawa shook her neck sideways as she shrugged at Sudo's smiling attitude, which seemed to hide her true intentions.

Sure, I'm not going to deny that Sudo's person rating is wrong.

In fact, Ryo Mitsuko is a young man who combines the kind of strong luck loved by the Goddess of Destiny with just the amount of instrumentation to make use of it.

However, that also means that it has the potential to become an obstacle that cannot be left unattended for the organization.

"It won't be a laugh. How much money would you have made if I hadn't put pressure on their business partners this time? If that happens..."

"It's nice to be able to prevent it before the value breaks down"

Lifting the value is similar to sending air to a balloon. And the balloon that simmers the air into the bread bursts easily just by following it a little at the tip of the needle.

Whatever you intend to rupture, it should only be at the discretion of the organization to decide when to do so.

And in the meantime, while maintaining a high value in perfect balance, we make money.

"Not at all... who's you"

To Sudo, who does not break his attitude as if he were another HR, Kikukawa shook his neck sideways when he sighed small just because he was frightened.

If the response had been delayed, it would not have reached the organization's initial target amount and could even have forced it to review the plan.

Plans that the organization has spent years preparing. The chill runs just thinking about it frustrating etc.

That means that the organization's grief is far away.

"I don't like it, I told you from the beginning, didn't I? You should be careful with him."

With his grudgingly strong gaze on him, Sudo tilts the cup without breaking his attitude about where the wind blows.

"I know that. But if you were feeling the risk of this happening, wouldn't you have done a little more?

Indeed, Sudo has told the organization the truth in advance. And he also warned us that we should be careful when we do.

But that only means developing information just in case.

That's why the organization didn't take the information submitted by Sudo seriously.

If you ask which one is responsible, I guess that is still in the upper echelons of the organization that did not value Sudo's words.

Kikukawa himself understands that. But I can still take it for granted that I want to say one of my grudges.

But Sudo goes on without moving to Kikukawa like that.

"Besides, I don't think the results would have changed how. Even if I predict his movements and tell you about them. I don't think many of my representatives believed it as it were, and if we strengthen his surveillance badly, we're bound to get that amount of grudge out."

Who the hell would think to hit a hand like this out of that situation? I can't predict it from the beginning.

Besides, even if you attached importance to Sudo's information, it must have been impossible to monitor Ryo Ozashi's true trends in today's organization and seal the movement.

Though the organization has enormous powers that leap between nations, there is really no alternative to distributing power there than to have a comparable Order of the Light God and an enormous enemy: the Empire of Quiltantia.

"Well, either way, I'd better keep an eye on him in the future"

"Neither I nor the others intend to. That said, there is little information. The other day I offered to set up a branch of the guild, but I was too busy dealing with the monsters to say no."

Sudo narrows his eyes to such Kikukawa words and asks.

"Ho, still no information inside the peninsula?

"Yeah, because they refused to install the guild branch, I picked a definite person in my arm who was in the eastern suburbs and sent him in to see it, but it's completely out of tune. The fort built at the base of the peninsula is the contact point for once, but I just replied that even when I contacted him there, he must have been hit by a monster. These days, rumors have spread and adventurers and mercenaries have deliberately avoided working on the Waltenia Peninsula."

"I see… you should assume that you are deliberately blocking information"

"Do you still think so, Sudo..."

Originally, it is common to rely on the power of the Alliance if you need to deal with the monsters.

Of course, some leading aristocrats form powerful ministerial groups to deal with themselves, but it cannot normally be the reason why Liangzhen Goshiba, a growing aristocrat, does not rely on the power of the Alliance.

If it's possible, it would only be if you thought you didn't want to go outside at all with the information inside the Waltenia Peninsula.

"What do you want to do? There's also a choice to move some of the hounds and storm the peninsula?

"Hmm... are you going to move the S-rank"

The facades belong to the S-rank called the Alliance's highest battle power.

They are literally monsters of a thousand horsemen, as well as the best fighting groups the organization has.

If we send all twenty of them, the Waltenian Peninsula will return immediately to ashes.

(I sure don't mind if I just get rid of him... hey)

Killing is easy and certain, but that doesn't taste good for the organization or for Sudo.

Sudo, who has been silent for a while, slowly shakes his neck to the side.

"You should stop that. I don't care what you think about moving a hound to show the Knights of the Diocese."

If the hounds are the trump card of the organization, the Order of the Light God has a trump card called the Knights of the Cathedral.

You can say that the fighting power between the two is almost mutual.

Moving the forces of war under such antagonistic circumstances was a dangerous decision.

"So what do we do?

My suggestion was denied, and dangers mixed with Kikukawa's words.

But I unwittingly open my eyes to words that popped out of Sudo's mouth.

"That's right... how about leaving it like this?

Kikukawa accidentally stuck his eyes black and white in words that were too unexpected.

"Are you insane...? I know full well the dangers of that man. Leave it..."

"Well, he's certainly a dangerous man, but I think he'll be a good shield if he doesn't even use it the wrong way. Especially since he smells just like us."

With a profound gaze, Kikukawa leans his neck unexpectedly.

But after a while of silence, there was one answer floating behind his brain.

"Shields... are you trying to catch the eye of Kirtantia and the Order?

"Yeah, the more information he blockades, the more denominations and quiltantias will doubt our relationship. Because not knowing is something that stirs up more sense of crisis than you can imagine. Besides, this move looks like it's working with us from the side. Perhaps it's impossible for them to wipe away their suspicions. That way, there's no way they'll keep their mouths shut. You should definitely be getting your hands on Waltenia Peninsula and Ryo Ozawa. What do you say, don't you think it'll be a great shield?

"But do you go as well as this one thinks?

"That's why we leave it there with no hands to make it work."

I don't think Ryo Mitsuzai knows the whole of the organization, but he must be aware of the existence of an organization that thinks the same thing as himself.

But on the contrary, it's only to that extent now.

If another organization comes to terms with exercising its strengths, it should try to prioritize its response.

"So you're going to make a difference in priorities."

"Yeah, he'll be able to make that kind of judgment without making it."

It would be the same thing that no one is worried that their home might be hit by an earthquake, even though their house is on fire.

"I see... that's not a bad idea"

Kikukawa was honestly impressed when he heard about Sudo's measures.

Medicines can be a deadly poison when mistreated the stronger they are called special effects.

Conversely, the difference between drugs and poisons can also be said to depend on the human power used.

Sudo's plan is the opposite of trying to eliminate the poison named Ryo Mitsujitsai, and using it for medication. That shows the difference between Kikukawa and Sudo's power as it were.

"Okay. I will tell the delegate what Sudo is doing now. Perhaps, but the delegates won't disagree."

"Really? Well, I'll leave you to Kikukawa."

"Now it's time for you to excuse me. Consultant Sudo"

"Yes, thank you. Let me know if you need anything else."

I said what I had to say. Kikukawa left the room after giving a deep thank you to Sudo, who did not break his attitude.

Sudo, left in a single room, looks up at the ceiling as he slowly deposits his body on the couch.

"Cook, cook. It's going to be fun..."

If I tried Sudo, it would no longer matter what the ideals and grief of the organization were. Because I have some in-laws, it's just that I'm not cut off.

Red blood... blood... blood.

That's the only desire that drives Sudo's body.

"Well. How do you move, Michizawa?"

Sudo's voice echoes into the room, giggling with fun.

It is an emotion similar to the feeling of the strong watching the rising of the weak.

However, there was no reason for him to know that Ryo Misaki's new measures were already starting to move.