Volume 4 Chapter 21 [World Conference SIDE] In the Dungeon
At the World Conference headquarters, many staff members are on edge.
Gaspar Redless used a bomb in the Chaos Stone Dragonstone Kingdom.
His reason: "I heard treasures are hidden beneath the Sevenstar Academy. As the head of the Redless family, I should have them. Therefore, using a bomb to dig them up is the right thing to do!"
It's so stupid it's unbelievable, but since Gaspar did it, they just thought, "Yeah, that sounds like him," and the act was accepted without question.
Still, it's undeniably "dangerous."
The Chaos Stone Dragonstone Kingdom currently has the "hero community" and their master.
Because this strongest force lives as "Dragonstone Kingdom citizens," the peak of the power balance is clear.
Therefore, "groups that normally wouldn't gather because of territorial disputes" are coming from outside and mixing together.
If anything happens, the hero community and Horace are expected to "take action to show their influence." It's not an obligation, but a matter of political balance; without it, they would be seen as not "interfering with problems within the Dragonstone Kingdom."
Because that's a problem, they want Horace and Rangella to do something about it.
Yes, "those kinds of people" exist in this country.
In terms of population, it's safe to say it's a small country.
But the forces that continue to gather there are of very high quality.
The question is, why pick a fight in a place like that? People don't think Gaspar even thought about it.
However, Gaspar actually brought in a bomb.
Rangella and others issued a condemnation, and Valzeil, the king of Diamante Kingdom, the world's largest nation, is also taking a position to deeply follow suit.
Even within the World Conference, it's rare to see a 'punishment for a key Permanent Council Member' occur.
The staff are always on edge about it.
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"I am the head of House Redless! Locking me up in a place like this, just what do you take me for?!"
World Conference headquarters.
An institution that sets the rules for the Bloodline Nations, with its apex being the 'Permanent Council Members,' consisting of 7 seats.
Yet, even in such a place, there are always 'idiots who cause trouble,' and it's also a place where those idiots are brought, so there's a jail.
However, since royalty and nobility gather here, the upscale accommodations must cater to grades that are not to be trifled with, and sometimes there are people for whom 'being in their own country is too dangerous, the jail is safer and more comfortable.'
In the midst of this, Gaspar is dressed in shabby clothes and locked in a room about the size of 6 tatami mats.
And this jail is located 'underground.'
While the noble jails that match the upscale accommodations are several floors above, this one is underground.
Moreover... the space where Gaspar is, there are no other jails.
All that's in Gaspar's view is the 6-mat room and the single path that leads here.
"Ugh... this is so annoying. I'm busy writing reports, you know."
"Sir Ginji. You shouldn't..."
"Yeah, I know, okay?"
Before the grumbling Gaspar stands Ginji, dressed in a very neat black suit.
Next to him is a man in armor with a face-concealing helmet.
They are knights permitted to 'carry swords at all times' in this headquarters.
"Gaspar. It's over for you."
"What's over! Don't get carried away, you uneducated commoner. Remember this when I get out!"
"... when you get out, your next stop will be the 'Prison Dungeon'"
"What's that supposed to mean?!"
""Huh!?""
Not just Ginji, but the armored man beside him was also shocked.
Judging by their reactions, the existence of the 'Prison Dungeon' is something that a person in power would naturally know about, and it's not something that's hidden.
If you want to check that information, you can do it anytime. In other words, it serves as a punishment, acting as a deterrent to crime.
...Or at least, it should be, but Gaspar seemed unaware of that.
Ginji finds it really frustrating that despite having an 'overwhelming punishment device' as a deterrent against crime, the powerful don't even seem to know about it.
"...To put it simply, whatever you find in the dungeon doesn't stay there; it comes out through a hole at the entrance. It's a great dungeon because it keeps the criminals from gaining power inside."
"I see, huh? Well then, once I get out of here, I'll throw you guys in there!"
"No, you're the one who's getting thrown in."
"Why?!"
"A bomb at Sevenstar Academy. Does that not give you a clue?"
"What are you saying?! There's no way I'd be judged for anything I do in such a small country! I'm a senior member of the Permanent Council!"
"Don't say that so proudly..."
Ginji was getting tired.
When talking to Gaspar, he couldn't help but think, 'Why am I doing this?' So, he decided to wrap up the reason Gaspar was here.
"...Well, it's a small population, and it's not a Permanent Council Member country like Chaos Stone Dragonstone Kingdom. Even if you brought a bomb there, 'normally' they'd just cover it up."
"You get it, huh?"
"But... the timing was just terrible. To be exact, bringing a bomb while Horace and his sister Nousa were around was the real mistake."
"What do you mean by that?!"
"In short, someone will get really angry about it. That person is in a position where they can 'kind of' push their opinion even with the World Conference headquarters."
"What?! Who's that?!"
"That's..."
Ginji was about to explain in disbelief when...
"──Ginji. That's enough for now."
"!"
Ginji's face changed, and he quickly turned around.
The person standing there is a woman in her mid-20s, wearing a navy-blue blazer... yes, the uniform of Sevenstar Academy.
Her glossy crimson hair flows behind her, embodying overwhelming beauty, with a height of 175 cm and a chest size at level G.
However, the fact that a woman in her mid-20s is wearing a Sevenstar Academy uniform, where the students' ages range from 13 to 18, makes it feel like cosplay!
By the way, Ginji's gaze is fixed on the necklace hanging from her neck.
It's embedded with a white jewel, so finely crafted that it's clear only a skilled artisan could have made it.
"...A mental correction magic tool, huh? What is a fossil-aged old woman like you doing in such an outfit?"
"Oh dear. I came because things wouldn't move forward with your authority, and you say such things. If you were one of my subordinates, I'd increase the paperwork tenfold."
"That white jewel... it's the one with the strongest mental correction power, right? I've never seen anyone talk like that while wearing it..."
Ginji sighed and looked over at the armored man next to him.
"Uh, sorry. Can I go home now?"
"No!"
"Right. I guess there's no helping it."
Ginji made a face that seemed to show acceptance.
"What are you, here to take care of my... physical needs? There aren't many men who look as good as you. I could make you my 1,087th lover."
"I'm the only one playing the tsukkomi here, so stop making idiots congest the place... Wait, 4 digits!?"
Ginji thought.
He wished someone would take over the tsukkomi role.
"...Heh, this is the first time I've been talked to like that by someone from the Obsidian Magic Dukedom. Now then, let me hurry and finish my business. I don't want to lose any time with Nou-Nou."
The woman, with a beautiful yet fierce smile, approached the prison cell.
To clarify, the woman's name is Artia.
If we use Ginji's expression, she is the 'Hysteribaba' of the 'Founder Bloodline Supremacism of the Order of the Sealed Dragon.'
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