Chapter 106:

"What is your name?"

"Why should I tell you?"

"There should be something written on the tombstone. Don't beat around the bush and answer the question."

"Damn it! It's Fidel. Okay? Why isn't anyone coming! I said, get this guy out now!"

Finally, a unified statement was made.

As long as it wasn't a pseudonym, I should be able to retrieve the bastard's character information now.

'Let's see what kind of guy he is.'

**<Person Information>**

**Name:** Fidel

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**Status:** Commoner

**Position:** Self-proclaimed Governor (Forced Occupation), Professional Swindler

**Relationship:** No acquaintance

**Status:** Hangover from drinking too much, irritated by annoying things happening, a total villain.

**Skill:** Devil's Torture

**Overall Ability:** A

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For a moment, I flinched.

This guy had better abilities than I thought, and he even had skills.

It's rare to find a character like this, but why does he have to be a villain?

'If I can't use him perfectly, then he's not a guy I should let wander around in peace.'

In fact, most people have at least one little devil deep in their hearts.

As we live, we may act in somewhat immoral ways depending on the situation.

I have seen many evil people in the courtroom so far, but this was the first time I'd seen a guy this blatant.

Guys like Braden Alonzo and Skyler Sierra also pretended to be fine on the outside.

"I will ask you later about the crime of daring to act as governor."

First of all, the life or death of the bailiff was of the utmost importance.

I grabbed Fidel by the collar.

"Where is the Archon of Allegan?"

A dreary voice hung heavy on the air, but the bastard's response was calm.

He grumbled with an expression as if to say, "Why are you doing this so annoyingly?"

"Why are you looking for him from me? Why don't you go to Allegan's hometown first?"

I felt extremely uncomfortable.

What on earth does this guy believe in to come out like this?

Anyone who goes against the imperial ceremony in Deliat will be sent to prison.

'Did he get drunk and have a headache?'

His alcohol-damaged brain might have made crazy decisions.

If not, he has a very strong backing.

I think the latter is more likely…

"Who cares? Just get rid of it."

I looked around, pulling Fidel's body tight.

The coat I had taken off just then caught my eye.

Most people in Deliat wore thin clothing.

It was to block the strong sunlight and strong sandstorms.

If I stretch that out, it'll be a good object to tie up a person with.

Kwak! Tight!

I tied Fidel's hands and feet in an instant.

"How dare you touch the butler's body! Can't you untie this?"

"Oh, man, that's fucking noisy. You're under arrest now. So shut up."

"Who are you to be arresting me?"

"Me? Governor."

"What are you talking about? Why is the Governor suddenly here…?"

Fidel's eyes, which had been blinking blankly, opened wide.

It seemed like he finally realized who I was.

But strangely enough, the leisurely expression on his lips did not disappear.

Does that mean he's confident that he can cover it up even if he gets caught acting like a butler?

I couldn't figure out what was going on, but one thing was certain.

"Usually, during an arrest, various things happen."

"What are you talking about?"

"For example, if a criminal resists violently."

"It's already tied up tightly."

"I'm the kind of person who always tries to live righteously, but sometimes compromises are necessary."

Baaaak!

I quickly brought down the gavel I had raised high.

It was to fix this rotten bastard's mind.

So I didn't hit him hard enough to kill him.

I just scolded him enough to instill some manners.

Bam! Bam! Bam! Bam!

"It seems excessive to call it a reprimand."

"Really? I think it's suitable."

"Well, if Your Majesty so wishes, then so be it."

"It seems like you've become a bit more perceptive these days?"

"Haha! Whose fault is it all… No."

Cordell McNeil, who had been watching the situation, spoke with a pale face.

Fidel had already lost consciousness.

Now that he's been beaten up so badly while still drunk, it's only natural.

At this point, the punishment has been met.

It was time to find out how far this situation had spread.

"Let's go to the police station."

"Yes."

To keep the Government-General from doing anything strange.

That was the very purpose of the police force's existence.

But the current situation was five minutes away from a mess.

Administrative power was virtually non-existent, and the city lost all its vitality.

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'If he had done his job properly, this wouldn't have happened.'

The police station building was right next to the Governor-General's Office.

But when I got there, I saw an even more absurd sight.

"The chief of police is not at his post. Please make an appointment and come back later."

The gatekeeper's remarks were truly spectacular.

He say such things knowing who I am?

'Let's see what kind of guy he is.'

If I search for people who do janitor work, I'll find them right away.

However, the Deliart tab itself had disappeared from the employee management window.

I didn't open it that often because I thought something might happen, but a huge change happened overnight.

'Why did it turn out like this?'

It wouldn't just be because the Governor-General's Office was taken away.

It seemed like that was because it wasn't run on my money anymore.

This is also a government office.

"What do we do now?"

I burst out laughing at Cordell's question.

"No, shouldn't the words "opening the way" come first?"

"It's not like we're enemies, so there's no reason to do that."

Actually, I wondered when this person would ever act like a tongue in the mouth.

Don't just keep nagging me.

It didn't matter whether Deliart disappeared from the staff management window or not.

I am the real ultimate authority in Deliat, even though I am not shown on the hologram.

No matter what you do, the Emperor will watch over you.

I glanced at Cordell McNeil and said:

"There is a reason for that. The rotten parts need to be cut out."

Swish! Paaaaak!

The gavel, which had been slowly being raised, came down like lightning.

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I didn't want to resort to such barbaric measures either.

If you want to resolve the issue through legal procedures in an elegant and sophisticated manner.

As in the capital city of Perias.

But with lawbreakers running around, will talking alone solve the problem?

"Then we have no choice but to resort to force."

Before I knew it, there were countless corpses(?) scattered around me.

Actually, they didn't really die; they just passed out.

It looks kind of creepy because there isn't even a single movement.

They are all security personnel.

Even though the true master of Deliat returned, they disobeyed the order.

'It is certain that they are guilty.'

I walked down the hallway and opened the door to the chief's office.

I heard some noise inside, but I paid no attention to it.

I was confident that I could block whatever came in.

Spin! Thump!

As expected, a sharp, blood-red sword was thrust right in front of my eyes.

But the blow of conversion was blocked in vain.

This was because I changed the trajectory by pushing the black surface with my fingertips.

'Oh! This works.'

There was no hesitation, and the attack was so fast that it stung a little.

But I didn't show it at all and just glanced at the blade stuck in the door frame.

The force was so strong that it went in more than halfway deep, even though it is fairly hard wood.

"It's been a while."

As I slowly moved my gaze and spoke, a middle-aged man with a stern face came into view.

Lukon Omir.

Surprisingly, this person was the chief of police, whom I had personally appointed.

He was clearly a passionate and very righteous person.

'What on earth changed the interest rate?'

He don't care what the Governor-General does, and now he's launching a surprise attack on the Governor-General?

It was completely different from two months ago.

Moreover, it wasn't just behavior that changed.

He had gained so much weight that his once cautious and strong appearance had turned into that of a greedy pig.

Chief Omir furrowed his brow and growled.

"Why did you come back? It seemed like you were eating well and living well in the empire."

"It is to carry out His Majesty the Emperor's orders. That was the reason I took up the post in the first place."

"Nonsense! You're planning on raising Deliat and eating her too. Do you think we don't know that?"

What the hell is this?

How much money have I invested in Deliat so far?

Oh, of course, I didn't spend that much cash.

All I did was teach the Cordyceps militaris cultivation method and create a board game.

But these things provided the foundation for the economy to revive.

In fact, it was growing explosively.

"It's disappointing. I brought back Deliat, who was on the verge of death, to normal."

"History proves it. Every governor has done it."

"Please give your personal assessment after the work is over. Of course, after I am in prison."

"Even if you are a duke of the Amman Empire, your authority will not work here. Strike!"

Tadadadadada! Shhh!

A large number of security guards poured out of the office.

Despite the surprise attack, I was ready.

The situation had become chaotic, but my focus remained.

The guards, though numerous, were no match for my skill and resolve.