Epilogue
As the civil war in Rhoadseria approached its climax, the Empire of O’ltormea, sovereign of the center of the western continent, was preparing for its invasion of the kingdom of Xarooda. Both the government and the citizens were caught in a period of turbulence as they made their preparations for the upcoming invasion.
There’s been quite a few unpredictable developments, starting with Gaius Valkland’s death, but the invasion of Xarooda looks like it’ll go as planned...
A small firm sat in the imperial capital’s main street. As a place managed directly by the guild, it boasted enough influence that few people in the capital didn’t know of it.
Looking down on the people passing by from his office on the third floor of the establishment, Kikukawa’s heart was filled with inexplicable annoyance.
They just silently go about their daily lives, unaware of anything... The fools. They simply allow the system governing this world to exploit them...
Most of the people summoned to this other world died deeply despising it. The common masses never learned of that hatred, instead just living their daily lives. Never knowing the fury and malice of those who had their families and loved ones, their very lives, stolen from them.
Those who survived had to carry on their vengeance, no matter what they had to sacrifice to do it. But that wasn’t to say Kikukawa didn’t feel the slightest bit of anxiety for the organization’s acts.
We have the right to do this. The right to exact revenge on this world. But... Is it truly just to involve these people in it?
The organization had but one goal— to bring this barbaric, filthy hell of a world under the control of those who came from Earth and forge a paradise for themselves here. That was the only way they had in this rotten world to reclaim what had been stolen from them.
He did believe it to be a lofty goal. Lofty enough to gamble his life on, both figuratively and literally.
But on the other hand, the organization would have to spill much blood to make that vision a reality. The blood of friends, foes, and those uninvolved in the fighting.
“Director, may I have a moment?”
Kikukawa’s consciousness was jolted out of the sea of his foolish thoughts by a knock on the door.
“Yes, go ahead. What is it?”
As his words echoed through the rooms, Kikukawa’s secretary, one Reiko Asano, entered the room with a pile of paperwork supported under her opulent bosom.
“I’m sorry to interrupt your break, but we’ve received a report for our Rhoadseria agent, and I’ve brought it over,” Asano said, handing the documents over to Kikukawa.
“The Kingdom of Rhoadseria... You mean Sudou?”
He didn’t think it possible, and asked to confirm. Asano shook her head.
“No, it’s from my younger brother, though it was Sudou who ordered him to write the report.”
“Oh, figures. My condolences to your younger brother,” Kikukawa regarded Asano’s response with a bitter smile.
Normally, the one in charge, which would be Sudou in this case, was the one to file the reports, but the man in question greatly disliked doing paperwork. The job thus fell to Sudou’s aide in Rhoadseria, who was also Asano’s younger brother.
Sudou was one of the oldest members of the organization, and had known the president for the longest time, so he had a bad habit of not caring much about what those around him thought.
A troublesome man... Though he does get the job done.
Putting aside his penchant for cynicism and occasional negligence, Akitake Sudou was a skilled man.
“The problem is the contents of the report.”
Judging from Sudou’s personality, this report was either of utmost importance or complete and total balderdash. The look in Asano’s eyes made it clear it wasn’t the latter, though.
“It’s... something of a concerning matter...” Asano said, pointing at a certain line in the document in Kikukawa’s hands.
“Hmm... Well, I’ll be damned...”
Her white fingers pointed at the name of a certain person.
“It seems he’s working under Lupis Rhoadserians.”
The name of a man they thought they would never have to deal with again.
“Ryoma Mikoshiba. Why did he have to turn up again...?”
But Kikukawa’s wishes were in vain, and the organization once again became involved with him.
Sudou...
Kikukawa prayed for Sudou, who was now facing this unexpected obstacle far away under Rhoadseria’s skies. But he knew that prayer was for nothing but peace of mind.
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