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The small man with a nasty look, Weakling, subconsciously froze up at the blonde-haired man\'s words.

The young man in front of Weakling was the leader of the largest and most prominent company, Garbage Waste.

"If you\'re done apologizing, then we don\'t need you as a guard anymore!"

"This isn\'t a job for a kid. You should have gotten at least half the stores to agree. Right, everyone?" asked the red-haired executive, to which everyone nodded their head in agreement.

"Quiet down."

As if the tumultuous air had all been a lie, the room suddenly returned back to silence.

Garbage raised his right hand and one person stepped forward with a piece of parchment in hand.

"The other day, our targets for acquisition stepped forward under the name, Reise\'s Lower City Association, and delivered a document stating they had no further interest in dealing with our company."

The silence turned on its head, and a raucous not unlike one of from an insect cage enveloped the room.

"Save your complaints for later. Now onto the next report!" yelled Garbage.

The place froze over, and silence once again befell the room before the man continued his report.

"We\'ve already purchased the land and buildings of three stores in Reise\'s Lower City Association, but they gave the Commerce Guild about a house worth of money, 10 000 000 G, as a penalty and requested their release from the contract.

"Who told them they could do that......?" one of the executives muttered.

The guild placed heavy importance on contracts, so they generally didn\'t allow breaking one. However, there were exceptions to everything. As long as it hadn\'t been more than 30 days since the agreement date, you could break the contract by paying a penalty fee. A penalty fee hadn\'t been decided this time, so they paid the maximum amount the law could ask for, 10 000 000 G.

That said, nobody could have imagined that someone would donate that amount to these old stores. There\'s no doubt they were backed by a large company.

"So what\'s the name of the company that kid belongs to?"

"According to the Commerce Guild employee, it\'s Sagami Co---"

"That monstrous company! Shit!!" yelled Garbage.

He was usually calm and collected, but his face warped into an indescribable rage as he threw the pen in his hand onto the floor.

"President, what\'s Sagami Co.?" one executive fearfully asked, to which Garbage glared at him with bloodshot eyes.

"They invented clocks, glass, and other convenient goods, and they dealt with the undead assault!" he muttered in hatred.

"So the rumors were true?" said another executive, frowning at Garbage.

"It\'s an exaggeration, of course. But at the very least, the upper brass of the empire and the Commerce Guild have placed an eye on Sagami Co. They have that much power at the very least."

His words struck a chord with everyone, and they paled at the realization that what Garbage was saying matched up perfectly with the word on the street.

Tens of thousands of undead marched onto Sutherland, and a single company repelled them all.

They say the company has a legendary battalion where each member wields holy magic.

They say one wields high-rank magic well enough to contend with even a royal court magician.

They say one member can effortlessly slaughter a bird monster and a giant serpent.

They say several members wield recovery magic.

These impossibilities were sprinkled throughout the rumors, but in the end, nobody believed any one of them.

"Then what about Zuu\'s bones being not broken?"

"That\'s recovery magic, right. That kid is probably the rumored president, Shirabe Sagami."

"What should we do about the contract?"

"There\'s nothing we can do but temporarily suspend our operations around the brothels and slave markets! Let\'s earn our money at the high class stores owned by the brats of those powerful nobles for now! This is a huge gamble with our pride on the line. We must succeed at all cost! Don\'t lose your focus!"

"Yessir!" said the executives, who placed their hands on their chests and bowed.

"And contact Laguna\'s four supervisors," Garbage added.

"R-right now?"

"Yeah, we\'ve invested a lot, so they need to be useful now of all times. Besides, they\'ll take a big hit if the brothels and slave markets get interrupted. They\'ll definitely come out."

"I see, you\'ll make Laguna crush Sagami Co."

"That\'s right. If the king of the underworld, Laguna, steps forward, not even that naïve company will stand a chance."

The members erupted into a cheer, but Weakling was thinking the exact opposite.

The kid had easily snapped Zuu\'s arm in two, and just as easily healed it back up. Most of all, his face had been so warped with malice. Weakling just couldn\'t see Laguna winning. And if they failed, that monster would surely bring about the worst retribution imaginable.  Waste Co would be disposed of like trash if it came to that.

"That\'s about it for Waste Co.," he thought to himself, having already decided to abandon the company.

"I\'ll just quietly move to the countryside or something. This time, I\'ll live a life I can take pride in."

And while aimlessly thinking of his life-to-be, Weakling began counting up the money he had saved.