Gollum grew bigger.

A month later, the Moorish army and Winkel's guests destroyed it, turning over all the stones, and the village became unrecognizable.

Mervyn was not only reborn from the ashes, but grew into a decent city, albeit with some chaos. With hordes of monsters arriving for a steady stream of food, hyperplane tourists setting up shop here, and the undead looking for a place to "live" without interference, the population has reached 8,000 people. Originally built to receive Winkel's guests, the fields and sheepfolds can now accommodate a large population; And the fall of Moore only encouraged the locals to get closer to the new ruler of Ishfania.

When Victor flies over the city with his huge wings, he can only be amazed at the difficulties caused by the population boom. Everywhere he looks, new buildings and houses are being built, and kobolds, goblins, goblins, and other creatures are working together to build them. The angel and the demon each occupy an adjacent area, and he sees two hostile species harassing a dwarf, peddling him "afterlife services". The Kobold Rangers had to break three of those rivalries, and this week it got violent.

Newcomers don't always get along well either. Goblins and goblins have been fighting, and the newest settler, a tribe of orcs, has been wreaking havoc on some minor havoc.

In short, Mu

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It has become an island of chaos in the feudal world.

Victo

Every effort has been made to steer this evolution in a positive direction, but every day there are new issues that need to be addressed; He also had to pay off his debt to Van Kkel. Despite the fact that his class was resistant to fatigue, constant stress had already begun to affect the chief of staff.

Victor lands in front of his mansion and finds a row of monsters waiting for him, surrounded by kobold minions. "Well, who's here to talk about business?" The minister asked, and many raised their hands. "Who came here to breed?"

Fewer people raised their hands, although some visitors had already raised their hands twice. Weeks of rejection cost him many admirers.

"There was no breeding today," he announced, and people in line complained.

Victor remembered all these harem anime, where he naively dreamed of the constant attention of female companionship. Until he experienced it himself; Constant sexual harassment and direct stalking make people feel uncomfortable, which is annoying and unsettling. Some even broke into his mansion and stole his hair!

Eventually, he simply turned them away and asked the kobold rangers to restrict those who didn't get the memo. This is not to say that Victor despises female attention, he even indulges himself a little, but being treated like a breeding stallion annoys him.

Thankfully, most of the people who harassed him eventually lost interest...... There are only a few exceptions.

"Chocolate ......" Victor frowned when he saw her in line, with a big smile on his face.

"I'm not here to breed!" She said. "I'm here looking for a new temple."

Victor frowned before he remembered the incident. However, he doubted that she had changed her mind about him. "Wait until I'm done with other urgent matters." He sighed as the werewolf shook his fist.

The chief of staff walked into his house, and Charlene was waiting for him, with a pile of papers in her hand. Another person found her first, much to her frustration. "But my dear......," said Cosson, kneeling and begging her to come back. I swear I love you. ”

"Croissant, I don't know how many languages I'm going to say," Charlene replied. "We do. I'm busy today, so unless you're here to talk about business......"

"Honey, I've been thinking about it for weeks," Cozzant insisted. "I'm sorry......"

"You lied to me and concealed that you were a werewolf!" Cha

le

E complained. "And all the cakes you gave me...... I thought it was sweet, but you fattened me!"

"Well, yes, maybe our relationship started with animal husbandry, but I care!" Croissant said. "It's like feeding a pig and making ham for years, only to find out that you can't do it."

It's so smooth, croissant, Victor thought, Charlene blushed when she heard the pig's comment. She lost weight after breaking up with him, which didn't help her. "Pigs? Am I like that to you?"

"Yes," replied Cosson, mistaking her anger for a blush. "You're my sweet little pig......"

When Charlene turns into a tomato, Victor tries not to laugh. "Enough! She turned to the undead guards. "Take him away from government property!"

"But Charlene—" Croissant found himself surrounded by a pile of skeletons, and he was forcibly dragged out, dejected.

Victor shook his head at this. "It's very therapeutic," Charlene replied as she brushed her hair with her hands. "But he's annoying."

"I can issue a restraining order if you want. The kobold rangers hate him, so they'll love the job. ”

"No," she replied, dusting her clothes off. "He'll give up eventually."

If he was like his sister, he wouldn't.

"What will be the weather this morning?" He asked, just as Charlene handed him a stack of papers larger than yesterday.

"Servant Health Plan for All, New Shared Temple Plan, Legalizing Murder—"

"Legalize murder?" Victor almost choked.

"Or waste disposal, if you want to sound politically correct," Charlene replied, accepting the question more stoically than he did. "With the price war of angels and demons, Savou

Euse recognized an opportunity and began lobbying for the creation of an official Assassin Guild. ”

"I don't get enough sleep to cope with this madness," Victor replied with a sigh.

"I know," she replied with a knowing smile. "Next is the task you want to accomplish in Bahrain. Kia also sent a message saying that Mauria was more or less calm and that Barnabas had been introduced to the new Agarthan Smith. He said they would be sending new magical items next week. ”

"Put the temple on the last agenda," Victor decided, as Chocolate would attend. "Van Kerr is leaving tomorrow, so let's take care of the task first."

She pointed to her pile of newspapers, which Victor was reading. It describes the exploration in detail and maps the southern continent. "This mission came from the leader of Bahrain, the legendary tactician and businessman Barsino," Charlene explained. He wants to recover an ancient artifact, Mott's Vial, kept in the desert's most dangerous dungeon: Sabrata. Barsino told me that he would be happy to reveal the location of the members of the Blue Rose Legion in exchange for the artifact. ”

Sabrata? Where did the ancient rituals that turned Ishfania and the southern continent into deserts take place? It's a super dungeon that scares everyone; However, the story of the wealth buried inside encouraged the tomb robbers to try to conquer it.

So far, very few have come back alive.

"It's a very dangerous task; Sabrata is considered a challenge for adventurers in their 50s. Bassino believed, and I quote him, 'A dragon emperor of such a talent as Winkel should have enough strength to emerge victorious.' ’”

There must be Victor's coat of arms inside. He decided: "I'll ask Kia if they'd like to go along." Paladins will definitely enjoy this adventure, and they will need extra muscles as well.

"So let's start with Medicare for All, shall we?"

Victor nodded and walked into the mansion's dining room, which he often turned into a party room. The ghostly light provided additional light, and the skeletal servant rubbed a large round table with a handkerchief. The Chief of Staff sat there and watched as Charlene invited Malfi, Mir, and Juris into the house.

Since she couldn't rely on the usual guild fees, Charlene had to rely more or less on donations from Gardemani and V&V to maintain her club. Eventually, faced with the challenge of establishing an administrative structure for the city, Victor decided to hire her as a part-time assistant.

His own chief of staff.

Being in charge of the city management did not make her feel stressed, but greatly improved her mood. Victor guesses that she has stalled in Valban, and being promoted to City Administrator has helped boost her self-esteem. In fact, she is a great friend when there is no stress and worries.

Of course, Victor also influenced her in other ways......

"Dead demonic gentlemen, angelic ladies," Victor welcomed everyone around the table. "I'm calling you to lead the new Minion Hospice Project."

"Before we start, I want to say I love the name, Victor," said Jules, who was the most enthusiastic of the three about the idea. He even gave most of his shares in his newly founded undead company to the vizier, which was a great help in paying off his debts.

"Death sucks. Trust me, I've been there twice and it sucks. It's painful, and you'll have to wait months before you die decently. "Victor wasn't even sure if this was really good...... so I kept thinking...... We can make sentient undead creatures cheaply. Since many of the V&V's followers died in the line of duty, I think our guild owes them something for their service. So my idea is: V&V's minions could have their own immortal pension plan that allows them to resurrect after death. ”

"I was opposed to the creation of sentient undead creatures as labor, but the idea of making witchcraft a social institution won me and the support of Camilla's church," Jules added. "The personal contributions of our servants will determine what kind of undead we can raise them to be."

"I suggest leaving the Lich Nation to the most qualified." Frebon said from Victor's scythe, startling the chief of staff. He almost forgot about the Lich, as the undead spent their time talking to other sealed spirits, not his jailers. "You need a virgin sacrifice, but it's worth it."

"The undead are a plague." Mill said. At this point, Juris and some of the skeletons glared at him. Instead, you should make it mandatory to purchase Paradise Insurance. This is the only way to ensure a good, safe afterlife for all. ”

"It's a free-market economy, people chasing salvation." Malfoy interjected, then turned to Victor. "I say, the Yin Corps has priority over souls in the first place. We have been the backbone of the empire since its inception, and everything we do is for customer service. ”

"That's why Minions can choose between three retirement plans," Victor said. "The undead, Heaven Insurance, or Hell—"

"Paradise of Happiness."

"No matter what Happiness Paradise suggests."

"But one of the choices is unethical, the other is unethical," Mill complained.

"If you want people to sign up with you, give them an afterlife they want, don't delay for a month."

"You're a special case!" Mill defends her poor customer service.

"If Heaven is as good as it advertises, people will surely flock to your outdated hyperplane company." "Also, Mr. Victor, you've also heard that the Yin Corps has opened a succubus brothel in Silent Grove. As Prime Minister, it would be great if you could taste these goods. For security reasons. ”

Samples? Victor raised his head, and Charlene rolled her eyes. "Is it always on?"

"Always, for friends."

"Mr. Victor, I have good news for you!" Miel immediately went on the offensive, "Because of your contribution to the cause of universal insurance, my superiors have decided to send you a guardian angel for free, and she will do whatever you want for you. All. ”

"Oh, Mr. Victor, it seems like a large public donation has slipped out of my hands." "It would be a shame if no one picked it up......"

"Okay, thanks, but this deal is non-negotiable." Victor stops them, and Charlene hands them out a few pieces of paper. "Take it or give it up."

The three reviewed the documents and finally signed them; Victor noticed that Malfoy and Mir exchanged heavy, nervous glances as they handed out the papers. He could almost see the lightning between their eyes.

Why did he feel like he had provoked a war?

Twenty minutes later, three people swapped places, a very enthusiastic Savou

Euse carries a basket. "Hi Vic! How?!"

"I'm fine, Sev," replied Victor. "It's tiring to work, but we can handle it."

"Management? Vic, you're doing a great job! I left the village for three weeks and found a city on the way back! Oh, I have a gift for you......" Savou

Euse opens the basket, revealing a row of cheese inside. "I brought you this from the north."

"Oh, sweet!" Victor couldn't resist eating a piece of goat's cheese, but Charlene refused for dietary reasons. "So, Savi, Charlene told me you want to legalize garbage disposal?"

"It's a bit complicated. The leadership of Nightblade believes that your city has grown enough to have its own chapter operating here. At first, they wanted to start a thieves' guild, but I told them, "In a country ruled by dragons, a thieves' guild?" How can we have a good ending?'"

"Don't say it," said the chief of staff, expressionlessly.

"So, I suggest they start an Assassin guild," Savou

Euse happily explained. "It's good for the economy, Vic."

Victor glared at her blankly.

"This will create jobs!" Savou

euse defended her profession. "For example, my nephew Po Tielun. His law degree kept him from finding a job, so he transformed himself into a respected professional killer. Vic, as long as there are three more people on the planet, there will be a victim, an assassin, and a silent accomplice. If you don't supervise it, the Nightblades will still enforce the contract, but we'll do it in a dirty back alley rather than a government-supervised office. ”

"What is this argument?" Victor competes. "You will legitimize all the crimes under heaven!"

"Of course not. Garbage disposal is a community service that takes care of troublemakers. How is this different from the work of mercenaries, except that we are in their homes and not on the battlefield to kill our targets cleanly?"

"There is a difference between killing a soldier and assassinating someone's business opponent," Victor replied. "Savi, I've spent enough time with the Nightblades that I know they're not picky about who they kill, as long as they get paid. I wouldn't openly condone this kind of dealing, especially since the people here are immoral enough to take advantage of it. ”

"So, you don't agree?"

"Allow me to say," said Victor before he could shake off his friend, when Charlene interjected. "I can see the compromise."

"Charlene, do you want the Assassins to operate here?"

"No, but as she said, they will execute the contract anyway, and hitting them will consume our very tight budget. There is another cheaper solution, in Noblecoeu

It works well. ”

Noblecoeu

Is it? A stronghold of the Night Blade organization? Victor saw the results before Charlene filed the lawsuit. "No one can leave the Night Blade." The guild manager said, and Savileus nodded. "Since Victor is a member of the syndicate, he can be appointed as the leader of the local chapter."

"Yes," Savou

Euse agreed. "I was about to suggest that. As the crime lord of the local chapter, Vic, you have a part in everything, and you will be the one who approves or disapproves of the assassination. The perfect combination of crime and government. ”

Is Victor the only one who has found the problem?" So, you want me to legalize the Assassin Guild and make me its head?"

"Vic, what empire doesn't have a mysterious Assassin force to supplement its vast army?"

When she said this, Victor decided to stall for time. "I'll think about it, but I'm not going to make a decision today."

"That's not no," Saules said happily. "I can't wait for you to see the know-how of this industry. Just like before. ”

Victor sighed and kicked her out of the room. "Charlene, how many jobs do I have?" He asked his chief of staff before realizing that Sauruse had quietly stolen Malfoy's bribe.

"Counting Winkel's titles, I counted, at least twenty."

Why is the reward for good jobs more work?" You can't really expect me to accept this," Victor said. "Even if it hits them, it's better to drain the budget than to let the criminal syndicate operate undisturbed."

"But, if the situation calls for it, by managing this organization, you will be in a perfect position to disband it," Shalene replied.

Like she did in Gardmani? Victor was sure she was looking after Winkel for the Kingdom. "How did we get together?" The Chancellor couldn't help but make a joke about their situation. "Didn't you hate me to the bone before the invasion?"

"I don't like you," she admitted. "But as you say, that was before the invasion. After seeing you lead this town against Moore's army and save my life, it would be stingy if I didn't re-examine my opinion. What are you going to do tonight?"

"I'm leaving tomorrow, so I need to sleep," Victor replied, as Alison and Chocolate Chocolate walked in. He couldn't suppress a question that had been bothering him for a while. "Hey, Alison, I need your opinion on one thing. Rollo turned some hostile elves into sheep. ”

"Sheep," Allison "corrected" him. "yes, what's wrong?"

"If I eat a sheep that used to be in human form, does that count as cannibalism?" Victor asked worriedly.

"That's why I became vegan. No meat, no problems. ”

Victor can't live without meat - in fact, the process of turning him into a half-dragon only makes his appetite for meat even greater. He must ensure a safe, reliable source of food.

Chocolate must have read his mind. "Vic, it's cannibalism only if you're equal to food," she chirped, trying to reassure him. "That's why Eichingham condones the hunting of demons."

"I'm a little apprehensive about your experiments, Jock," Allison admitted. "Some new tomatoes you watered with demonic blood have teeth."

"But they can grow in the desert, isn't that what you want?"

"Ladies," Victor interrupted them before they could begin another debate. "The church of Shesha is coming to invest in our small city, and they are willing to pay full for the construction of a new temple for the twelve gods."

Ever since the Agarthans worshipped Veran, Jules Camilla, and the Nightblade Death Clown, the evil trinity, known as the Trio of Terror, gained a cult following in the city and demanded a temple of their own. In Ise

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Outside of im, Mu

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It has become a haven for discredited or chaotic cults.

Curiously, neither the god Mithras nor the more legitimate gods followed them.

"It would be nice to enlarge our temples a little bit," Allison nodded. "Ever since Jock invited the other werewolf tribes into the Whispering Clan, we don't have enough room for a rally. But Xie Sha is Xie Sha, and she does anything for free. I don't pay rent to worship my goddess. ”

"I didn't see anything like that in their proposal," Victor said, and Charlene shook her head. "I think she's just trying to get public attention and goodwill by funding public utilities."

"As long as there are no fine rules," Allison shrugged. "Does that mean you're going to continue to be a polytheist, Vic?"

He nodded in response. He had discussed with her the worship of her goddess Cybele because his current afterlife was not very attractive. Of course, when Chocolate heard this, he immediately persuaded him to convert to Isingrin, and even Juris preached to him about the benefits of worshipping Camilla. Because he has been marked by three gods, one of the cults who takes him as a prophet, and in order to stop everyone's nagging, Victor decides to avoid everyone equally.

The more the Chief of Staff thought about it, the more he agreed with Winkel that becoming a god might be his best option.

After another boring meeting to discuss the temple's architecture and location, Allison and Chocolate agreed to share the new building with other cults; The followers of the Moonmen have given Victor complete authority to decide the case.

"Vic," Chocolate asked after the meeting, "can I talk to you alone?"

"Charlene, do I have a meeting soon?" Victor pleaded with his assistant.

"You have six appointments left, but the first ten minutes go on."

Victor was so tired that he banged his head on the table. "Okay, wait a minute......"

"Yes," Chocolate waved his fist, and Allison and Charlene exchanged glances, then left quietly. "Did you know Malfoy was going to open a new casino?"

"Yes." Although the demon did not try to sell him as hard as the succubus brothel did. "What's wrong?"

"I have two, two VIP invitations to the luxury lounge......"

She certainly didn't give up. “Chocolati

e……”

"But you've already had children with seven people this month, including Charlene!"

"Yes, but ...... You're special chocolate chocolate ......" Victor suddenly realized that this was not the wording he was supposed to use at all. "Wait, how do you know?" Are you following me?"

"No, I smell you." Victor winced. "Just one date. A date! If it doesn't work out, I'll give up!"

Victor's eyes widened. "Really?"

"Yes!" She said, putting her hand on her chest. "I swear by my god Eshingrin. If it doesn't work, I won't bother you anymore. ”

"Deal!" Victor jumped at the chance before she could change her mind. Finally, the exit is just around the corner. Just go on a date once and it's all over. "Just a date, no childbearing, wait for me to complete the latest task, but deal, deal, deal!"

"Yes!" Chocolate Chocolate replied, equally overjoyed. "You won't regret it!"

It won't end badly, but he'll take it.