Besides.
The Federal President wasn't the president of Korea.
Korean presidents usually didn't have many years left to live after stepping down, but Federal Presidents lived more comfortably than the last after leaving office.
In a word.
Once a person left, their debts vanished.
No matter what you had done in office or how many people you had offended, everything reset to zero once you stepped down. The Federation didn't just follow precedent in judicial matters; it followed precedent in many other areas as well.
The Federation didn't believe in settling old scores, and no one dared to set such a precedent. Thus, the Federation spent various amounts on security every year to support former presidents while continuing to protect them.
But...
Satan wasn't satisfied with just that.
Alexander frowned slightly. "And what about after November? The plan has changed."
Satan let out a mocking laugh. "The plan has changed? That's not what we agreed on before."
Alexander said in a low voice, "I'm the boss."
Satan turned directly toward Alexander. As if he had thought of something, he raised a hand.
The next second.
Under Alexander Pierce's watchful gaze, Satan smiled and sat back down in the president's throne. He folded his hands and looked at Alexander with a smile. "What about now?"
A coup.
A coup.
Alexander Pierce stared at Satan with an ugly expression. "Are you planning to disobey orders?"
Damn it.
What was this supposed to be?
Had a house slave devoured its master?
Satan shook his head. "Orders? Disobedience? Alexander Pierce, Director, the person disobeying orders should be you."
Alexander said, "What?"
Satan immediately pressed a button beneath the desk.
Bang!
Two black-clad Secret Service agents entered with expressionless faces, then firmly shut the door.
Satan pulled a pistol from inside his coat.
Alexander's pupils