“I’m sure you’ve all seen the notice on the north side of the square.”

For a moment, the crowd’s eyes shifted to the north.

Sure enough, there it was, a law written on a large banner.

Law against tax evasion…… Sentence: kneecap removal>.

Law against smuggling…… Sentence: waterboarding

Law against illegal drugs…… Sentence: tongue amputation>

Law Against Embezzlement of Munitions…… Punishment: Extermination of three legs>

Law against adultery…… Sentence: 600 lashes> .



Well, they’re familiar laws that aren’t followed.

Laws that are only abstract to the weak who have no money, no power, and no strength.

The number of commoners punished by these laws since their inception is unknown, and the number of nobles and noblemen punished is zero, a cold reality.

The people’s gaze shifted away from the banner and back to Vikir.

Vikir continued.

“Those are the laws that have been in place since time immemorial, the very laws that have kept Baskerville’s self-governance alive.”

A small chuckle escaped him.

It was a clear mockery of laws that were not being followed, of a justice system that was not being followed except by the rich, powerful, and mighty.

But Vikir did not seek out and punish the laughter.


He simply scanned the public with an indifferent gaze.

It was an attitude that lay somewhere between generosity and indifference.

Vikir continued, his voice dry again.

“The laws of Baskerville still stand, and they will be upheld, despite the change in Vice-Regent.”

When Vikir didn’t respond to the audience’s jeers, they got a little bolder.

“Pfft!”, “Of course!”, “Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.

The Chihuahua office manager, who couldn’t believe what he was seeing, yelled from the back.

“You people, what kind of safety do you think you’re talking about? This is a man from the Baskerville family! Will it take a blade to slice through his throat to get him to come to his senses!”

Chihuahua’s director is a local official who is well-liked by the citizens.

So even the people who were booing him craned their necks in recognition.

Chihuahua is talking over there, let’s stop.”

“Gee, I wonder how the director is more charismatic than the deputy director.”

“I’d rather have Mr.
Chihuahua be the deputy.”

“Look at that little guy.
He can’t even respond to the boos without Mr.

“The law is about to get even more fucked up.”

These are reactions that would have been unthinkable under normal circumstances, but Vikir’s youthfulness, youthful face, and indifference to the reactions around him allowed them to get away with it.


This time, Vikir didn’t react at all.

Even in this atmosphere of being compared to and devalued by his subordinate Chihuahua, Vikir simply stood there with an expressionless face.

The city officials, including Chihuahua’s secretary general, blushed and didn’t know what to do.

Meanwhile, even the citizens, who were booing at Vikir’s unresponsive behavior, were feeling drained.

“Maybe he’s just a kid, but he can’t handle these insults.”

“How can a kid like him be expected to enforce the law?”

“He’s just going to let the criminals run rampant …… for a while.”

Gazes of abandonment and resignation, mockery and anger, pity and contempt, were being directed at one Vikir.

And then.

Vikir raised the stick he was holding high.

And then.


He drove it straight into the ground.

Ten centimeters into the ground.

It’s pretty heavy, but it’s only a small stake.

A child could easily pull it out.


When all the citizens are looking puzzled.

Vikir, who had taken a few steps back, spoke up.

“I am hereby promulgating a new special law under the legislative authority of the Deputy Magistrate.”

Article 1, Section 1 of the Vikir Special Law.

“Whoever pulls this stake will be paid 100 million gold in cash.”

It was as simple as that.

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