"No, no, you can't do this! I'm the king of a World Government member nation!"
"Please, Lord Roy, give me a little more time! I'll definitely gather enough Celestial Gold."
The royal capital of the Kingdom of Blor, once a prosperous city, had now become a crumbling wreck. Even the lofty palace had been reduced to broken walls and rubble.
The obese king grovelled at Roy's feet, seemingly already foreseeing his fate of destruction.
That was why he clung to Roy's leg, his face filled with terror as he begged Roy to spare him.
"I'm sorry, Blor III. I wanted to give you time to raise the money too.
"But rules were rules. If the Celestial Gold wasn't paid in full on time, then the country had to be destroyed."
With a disgusted kick, he sent the obese king rolling away.
He waved his hand.
Amid the king's tearful pleas, two World Government agents dragged him away.
Bang!
The sound of a flintlock execution echoed through the ruins.
Scratch.
He struck a match and lit the cigarette in his hand.
Whoosh—
"This was already the second country, wasn't it?
"They clearly had no resources or money, yet they insisted on joining the World Government.
"Did those fools not know that joining the World Government came at a price?"
Using the Echo Map to look over the capital ruined by an uprising caused by the king's oppression, Roy knew that even if he had not come today, this World Government member nation would likely have been finished within the month.
After all, extreme oppression bred extreme resistance.
Under the insane taxes, the king had already lost the people's support.
This year was destined to be the hardest year for all World Government member nations.
Weak countries were destined to be delisted,