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To think that the president would treat an Infected so kindly, even in person... I've never met anyone like him...

As long as you're with Karlan Trade, you're all my employees. Infected or not, it makes no difference to me.

More importantly, shouldn't the analgesic have already been distributed to him?

That... Haha... Right, it's because he's a new hire... It wasn't his turn yet!

Is that the best lie you could come up with? Each batch has extras rationed in precisely for this situation.

President, Dyott, he... didn't distribute medicine to the employees at all. Here, I have proof.

Oh?

The Infected employee struggled to produce a pen-like device from his clothing and gave it a light tap. From it flowed the conversation between Dyott and Leyton at the bar.

Wh-when did you––!

Dyott, you bastard!

President, General Manager Dyott did not distribute the painkillers to the Infected employees at all! What's worse, he deceived everyone by saying that painkillers would only be given to the best performers!

You—!

Calm down!

After seeing how kindly the president treated an Infected, I can't keep quiet anymore!

Not only that, he violated the employee handbook by squeezing our breaks and making us work nonstop!

He may not have gone overboard, to keep you from finding out, but he's definitely guilty! Just ask anyone here!

Tch...

He's telling the truth, President! Dyott acts all high-and-mighty like he's our savior, humiliating us and forcing us to serve him! He's a rotten bastard, through and through!

How dare you!

My friend here still needs some medication for his daughter, so use my dose, President!

I understand.

I appreciate your kindness.

However, this employee's Oripathy symptoms are quite dangerous. I'll handle the situation myself, just in case.

But then you'll be exposing yourself to danger!

Trust me.

Alright, I trust you.

Me too! I'll never forget what happened today!

Go. Get away from here, the further the better.

(*whispers*) So this is Enciodes Silverash... What an incredible man...

P-President...

Don't be nervous, Dyott.

As a manager, you should understand which side to let your subordinates see, and which side should stay hidden.

Whether through currying favor or issuing threats, you should have ensured that your collaborators would never betray you.

It seems whatever threats you gave those two were merely superficial.

You... You're not mad at me?

Why would I be mad?

Although you violated the rules I set, you did produce results. Why should I be mad?

As for where the analgesics ended up, I could very well overlook that. You could consider them my reward to you.

Mr. President, did you lie to us?!

Hah... Haha, hahaha! As expected, Mr. President!

That's right! You Infected are going to die sooner or later anyway, so what difference does a little bit of medicine make?

And as a noble, it is sometimes necessary to show the Infected their place. That's the only way they'll know what it really means to be a noble.

I knew you signed that contract with Rhodes Island just for show, to establish your image in front of the other nobles!

I'll admit my mistakes. If you're willing to forgive me, I'll be glad to give you half the profits from reselling the medicine!

Naturally, no one will ever know.

Half?

Um... Seventy percent, no, eighty! I- I need to make a living too, President.

Oh? I couldn't care less about the money though. I'm more keen on meeting whoever you've been cutting this deal with.

I'm interested in learning to make better use of Rhodes Island's medicine.

Is that what this is about? No problem, I can arrange some contacts for you. Just tell them I sent you!

Is there anyone from any other branches involved?

Well...

You are my first business partner in this particular matter. Consider the implications of that.

Aha... Silly me, how could I be so forgetful. I have it all written down right here in my notes.

Um, if you're planning to get your foot in the door, then I do hope that you'll bring me along, hehe...

And you're saying all this right in front of me? You're not afraid I'll spread the word?

Spread the word?

Did you seriously expect to walk out of here alive?

The loss of a single employee is nothing to a company this large.

You won't get away with this!

The Infected can use Arts without the assistance of an Arts Unit.

Your contagiousness is a dangerous uncertainty.

After death, it may trigger a secondary outbreak, endangering the surrounding environment and its people.

You...

Enciodes walks up to the employee, reaches for his chest to fish out a terminal that had never stopped transmitting, and speaks to the person on the other end.

What I want to know is this: why do you think you people deserve to be treated well?

Enough is enough.;The Infected expect nothing.;That's the goal we're striving for.

To be honest, I am also of the opinion that we should bring this little farce to an end.

I should thank you.

And you, I'm afraid, should also be thanking me, Doctor of Rhodes Island.

Quite an outdated rebuttal.

What we are going through is not a process, but rather the culmination of thousands of years.

How long would it take to shake off such a thing?

When you lack a clear path to the end goal, all your effort is... nothing but deceit, both of yourself and others.

But I'm not here today to haphazardly give out assessments of your unrealistic goals.

Because you showed up in front of me.

To put it simply, is this information enough to demonstrate the sincerity of Karlan Trade?

Good enough.

Excellent.

Huh...?

P-President?

Thank you for the intel, Dyott. You've successfully restored Karlan Trade's reputation in the eyes of Rhodes Island.

Could this man be from Rhodes Island?!

You should've realized that sooner.

And now, unfortunately, you're fired.

You... You were lying to me this whole time?

But, why?!

Do you really empathize with these filthy Infected?!

You are not worthy of having that conversation with me.

B-But... Didn't you say you acknowledged my results?!

All I said was that you produced results.

But did you seriously think that those results would satisfy me?

They did not.

Extraordinary means should produce extraordinary outcomes. But even utilizing extraordinary means, the results you showed me are something anyone could muster...

What possessed you to think that they would satisfy me?

I...

Dyott, the Branch Officer Manager, slumped to the ground limply, like a pile of mud.

Look, it's the President!

I went to Rhodes Island to purchase medication and an insurance package for all of you, to ensure the health and safety of all my Infected employees.

However, due to the negligence of our management as well as the local manager, this medicine was not properly delivered to you. For this, I deeply apologize.