Sing asked with a somewhat reluctant expression.
“Is it really okay to show up like this?”
“Haha. If you go out too early, you’ll just get caught up in a three-way conflict. If you pick a side before the interests of the Butler of the Foundation and Oknodie align, you’ll end up torn apart by the other side. Was being vertically split your dream since childhood?”
“Of course not.”
“Then just follow my orders quietly. We’ll go out when our price is the highest.”
Having lost his humanity, Pasible Yep had shed his foolish and clumsy past and appeared with a perfect intelligence, seizing the optimal timing.
“You’re late.”
“Isn’t that good?”
“That’s true.”
He had managed to hold onto his position without giving it away to a newcomer.
It was better than arbitrarily giving away executive roles to the Oknodie faction, even if it was to a disgraceful executive who had been dragging his feet and testing the waters.
“Possible Yep, I’ve heard you’ve got an unusual female escort. What’s that outfit?”
“It’s an underboob hamsterr suit that exposes the lower chest. It’s perfect for a female swordsman escort who’s a cute and perverted exposure enthusiast who loves animal clothes while wrapping herself up tightly and exposing only the important parts.”
“…That’s quite a unique escort.”
Sing, who had to keep his male identity hidden, strained to maintain his bodily disguise. It was humiliating enough to be dressed like this, but the introduction was just as bad. If his true identity was exposed now, he would surely be cursed with a lifetime of embarrassing black history!
Hee hee.
The way Oknodie was staring at him with a bemused smile was ominous, and Sing desperately tried to avoid Oknodie’s gaze.
“What a ridiculously lewd woman.”
“How much of a pervert do you have to be to pull off a concept like that?”
“Oh, the lower chest is showing skin.”
“Isn’t she naked under that doll outfit?”
“If she wasn’t the escort of a foundation executive, I would have happily lifted that audacious chick and done reps of 500.”
Even as he tried to avoid Oknodie’s gaze, it was as if mountain after mountain, sexual harassment was raining down on Sing. His face turned as red as a beet, mixed with shame and anger, as he trembled with his hand on his sword sheath.
What swordsman in the world gets harassed by weaker males? It was all due to excessively meticulous practice and well-executed disguise and transformation techniques. However, that didn’t apply to Oknodie!
Srew.
The sword he drew in a killing intent clashed back into its sheath with a clink.
“Don’t show any disorderly behavior before the executive meeting. I’ll only forgive rudeness once.”
“…!”
Just by the pressure he emitted, he exerted a force that didn’t even need to be near the opponent’s body, remaining at his waist’s sheath.
This was proof that the range of his output was extraordinarily deadly.
“That guy, when he drew his sword, the aura was insane, right?”
“I really thought I was going to die…”
“How strong is the Butler of the Foundation, who just used his gaze to send that perverted exposure swordsman’s sword back?”
“The Dark Princess is even more impressive than the Butler. If she can develop the same aura within such a creature’s domain, it means she’s an equal threat, right?”
“The mana amount I feel is overwhelmingly in the Butler’s favor, how is that possible?”
The higher-ups of the Modification Army suddenly realized how powerful the executives gathered here were.
Executive Galik Fried Chicken.
Executive Pasible Yep.
Executive Darknodi.
Executive Oknodie.
Executive Butler of the Foundation.
The five executives looked like formidable beings who could easily massacre the Modification Army.
Caught in the atmosphere, Galik Fried Chicken, who was treated as if he had something to offer, trembled inside, thinking he could never let anyone discover his true strength!
“So? So? What are we doing at the executive meeting? Are we planning to annihilate a city this year and destroy a country next year?”
“Do you think we’re some Demon King’s Army aiming for the extinction of humanity?”
The Butler couldn’t contain his astonishment.
Oknodie asked with a slightly disappointed expression.
“So what are we doing then?”
“Each executive will carry out their directives while presenting a case that requires the support of other executives or the Foundation.”
“Huh!! Can we just give such a good opportunity away?”
He gave one of the executive positions to his doppelganger, Darknodi. Whether the Butler knew it or not, Pasible Yep was also on Oknodie’s side.
Three out of five were already on Oknodie’s side, so no matter what proposal came up in the executive meeting, Oknodie could decide the support as he wished.
“It doesn’t matter. The basic rule of the executive meeting is unanimity.”
“Ah…”
“Then let’s start with the newcomer. Darknodi, it’s your turn.”
A serious opportunity to borrow the power of the Foundation.
What plans and desires would Darknodi reveal honestly in this moment?
The Director’s direct subordinate.
A high executive beyond just an executive.
Hearing directly the hopes of the Foundation’s saintess, who could become something equal to or even greater than this, was what made her an executive in the first place.
– The establishment of the Saintess Alliance. The saintess of the Revolutionary Army, who belongs to no god, Saintess Titosso. This was all a rehearsal before making the Foundation’s saintess, right?
– …?
– It was an impressively grand design. Oknodie, and you, Darknodi, who is becoming the doppelganger saintess. It’s the first time anyone has seen such a large-scale vision that wasn’t from Seonhwang or the Director.
Thinking of the Butler’s enormous misunderstanding, Darknodi, though not understanding why, suddenly came up with a perfectly timed agenda to take advantage of the situation.
“My agenda is to officially register the Dark Saintess on the ranking board. To that end, I would like the help of all executives and the Foundation. For instance, Oknodie could help get my name onto the Saintess Alliance.”
Darknodi’s appropriate agenda piqued the interest of all the executives.
“Wow. That sounds fun! I’ll help you get your name registered!”
“Let me ask a question. A saintess is, by definition, a symbol of mercy, but what about those with darkness attached to it? The meaning gets distorted, right? Does the Dark Saintess symbolize mercy?”
Pasible Yep checked something before expressing his opinion.
Darknodi imagined herself in the near future bearing the title of the saintess, acting mercifully.
– Saintess. Turning people into bio-type golems isn’t very merciful. Please turn me back into a werewolf.
– Darknodi. Taking food off someone else’s plate isn’t very merciful. Please return Cruel’s pink sausage.
– Please stop seizing the meticulously crafted operation plan of the accountant and just put it in a frame for this month’s comedy award.
– I think kidnapping people and treating them like slaves is bad… P-Please… send me back to Gift Academy…!
Imagining Rosinante, Cruel, Gwakjo, and Velocasio made her clench her fists in irritation.
“What is mercy? The Dark Saintess doesn’t understand that stuff.”
“I thought it would be like this. Then how does the Dark Saintess gain the people’s support without mercy?”
“With overwhelming power and violence.”
“……Oh, dear. Another Martial Saintess unique to the Divine Alliance has emerged.”
At those words, Darknodi recalled the Saintess Alliance, which came to invade and ended up getting thoroughly defeated.
It was a pitiful memory that made her frown instinctively.
“Don’t compare me to those pathetic saintesses.”
“Haha. Indeed, you are the Foundation’s saintess, I apologize for the rudeness. But how is the Dark Saintess different from an ordinary martial saintess?”
“I am not an abandoner like Oknodie, who lets newbies do whatever they want. I will take all the stats I can gather with preemptive strikes.”
“There are words that feel awkward when together. Saintess and preemptive strikes are among them. What charming plan have you come up with?”
“I’m going to raid all candidates of the great evils. And I’ll command them like the Butler.”
Being a veteran player’s doppelganger, Darknodi declared her terrifying plan with confidence.
Galik Fried Chicken, who had been keeping an eye out, asked back.
“So… you mean to exercise violence against the rampant evil in the world and manage them so they can’t mess things up?”
“Does it sound like that…? It’s similar.”
“What a lovely idea! I, Galik Fried Chicken, will actively support this plan and assist in monitoring and tracking the candidates of the great evils.”
Seeing the executives getting swept away, Galik was troubled after confirming how useless he was, with only bones left from being chewed up.
From blocking Oknodie as a general of the past Empire to following Darknodi and reporting to the Foundation.
The only chance to wash away his past, which he was likely to be beaten up over, was right now, and he made a flattery-filled offer of support.
“If there’s a woman among them, please grant her to me as a gift. Then I will also actively offer support in alchemy.”
As Pasible Yep promised his support, all eyes turned to the Butler.
What will you do?
What can you do?
Under the curious gazes, the Butler crossed his massive arms and fell into contemplation.
He could offer a lot.
It was just a matter of what to offer.
“I’ll do this.”
The Butler made up his mind.
“I will tell you about a type of mystery you desire.”
It wouldn’t be an exaggeration to say that the Butler had collected all the mysteries in the world, and Oknodie showed his disappointment openly beside him.
“Aw, that’s too cheap.”
“Right?”
Even Darknodi scolded him with a glare, questioning how he could offer such a shabby deal.
The Butler, who had risked a lot to show a generous heart, found the reactions absurd.
“There’s no other who has collected every mystery in this world. Not even the professors at the Academy, specialized in the study of mysteries, can surpass me in this field.”
A subtle bubble appeared around the Butler.
It was the Mystery of Bubbles, which enveloped and negated all attacks.
“This kind of thing, you mean?”
When Oknodie pointed her finger, the Mystery of Bubbles that the Butler had manifested came into view.
“I can do a little bit of that.”
Due to the constraints of the doppelganger domain, it wasn’t the same output, but there were at least a few bubbles about the size and number around Darknodi.
The remaining executives flinched, witnessing a threefold display of mysteries.
“…The Director is going too far. Even if she’s his biological daughter, she shouldn’t be divulging the techniques of a direct subordinate.”
The trust level of the Butler toward the Director dropped.
He hadn’t taught her anything, but he was getting the brunt of the damages from having such a wicked daughter who learned only terrible things.
