Chapter 41: Condensator

"I don't want to waste your time, young master, so I will allow myself to get right to the point."

While I couldn't be sure whether the man that was sitting in front of me had any right to negotiate anything with me, in the current situation I had no other way but to just go with the flow.

"It is my wish to obtain the full rights to the lands where very recently a… disaster devastated."

Sending an eye to the young man in front of me, I pretended to find it easy not to smile. In reality, though, speaking about my very own home like that was strangely painful. Not because I had to buy something that I rightfully owned but because by speaking like the way I did I was forced to acknowledge everything that happened there as a thing that was already set in stone of the past.

"Oh, as much as I would like to be of help, describing the location like that…"

From the way in which the young man responded, I could tell that the first aim of my visit to this place was achieved. Now I could be pretty sure that the families of the underworld have yet to take notice of the strange events that happened in the area of my house.

Obviously, there was a chance that this young master of the crime family was attempting to fool me. There was a chance that his family already knew about the strange events that took place there, making it the reason why this young man could be playing dumb with me. But given how I was about to openly approach the topic, it didn't matter at all.

"I'm sorry, but I can't give you the exact location. It's not that I don't want to do so, I'm just new to this city so I do not know the proper names for each place."

Smiling with hints of apology appearing in my eyes, I used this expression to answer the wry smile of the man.

"Are there any points that could guide me to figure out the place you are talking about, sir? Would a map of the city be of any help?"

Compared to that strange man from before, the soul of the young master sitting beside me was fully open to my eyes. While I was as far away from calling myself the master of reading emotions as one could be, it seemed that at least this question was sincere.

"Anything that could help with locating the place…"

Putting my hand on my chin and rubbing it while pretending to think over the question, I made my face suddenly light up in happiness.

"I know! A huge fireball appeared there during the disaster. If my information is correct… Then the military itself could be involved with that place. While I do not want to throw shade at our government…"

Starting with a sentence that could prove to be disastrous when spoken in the place I was in, I suddenly smiled by bringing the corners of my lips as near my ears as I was capable of.

"Who am I trying to lie to? Shaming the government for what they did there is one of the main reasons why my sect suddenly took interest in that place."

There was absolutely no point in hiding that fact. While revealing that the military was involved with the disaster that struck my home could be considered to be a bad move as it would definitely bring a lot of attention there, there was a different side to this tactic.

By openly admitting that my aim was to pick a fight with the government, I was basically offering to take the burden of keeping the attention of the officials! And that was an opportunity that no crime family would dare to miss.

"I see… In this case, I think I know pretty well what place you are talking about. Just before we will move to the more business-aligned form of talks, would you mind telling me how do you plan to protect yourself against the revenge of our beloved pseudo-democratic government?"

The question that the young master of the crime family asked wasn't something that I expected to hear. Ignoring the part about the government as given my experiences in other worlds, I was quite negatively aligned with this idea, the question about my means of dealing with a force that could use both state-wide propaganda and even the military was something that I couldn't avoid.

Be it in the discussion right now, or in the real-life scenarios that were bound to sprout one after another later on.

"I won't need to protect myself against them by any means. They won't dare to raise their hand at the Boruta's high priest. As for what would happen if they were stupid enough to do so…"

Instead of answering, I simply smiled before reaching towards the inner pocket of my suit. Doing everything as slowly as I could to make sure the young master before me wouldn't take it for an attempt to pull a weapon and threaten him with it, I brought the funny item that I scavenged and brought back from the apocalypse world with me.

A small tool, nothing more than a funny, little toy when one put it into the perspective of the other treasures I could find them as long as I would have a bit of free time to do so. But for the people on earth, for whom even the simplest tool made by a magically technical civilisation, was worth its price in antimatter, as gold didn't even come close to its added value.

"This thing here is a condensator. I think some of your… stronger people already faced the problem of their growth stalling considerably due to the magical energy, qi, god's grace, diffused sperm or whatever your pick of calling that new energy is, being too thin. Please, tell me. If I'm willing to use this funny tool capable of condensing the energy from the given area and releasing it in form of injection… Are you even capable of imagining what I will be able to use to… convey the message that it is not worthy to fuck around with me to the government?"