Will I Ultimately Become a Capitalist Tycoon?

He had worked at that post for over a decade, yet just half a month after President Raikou Ryoma stepped down, he contracted an incurable disease.

Seizing power.

Raikou Ryoma paced within the prison.

His brows tightly furrowed.

In the storyline, Cocolia might have been used as a punching bag by Schicksal and toyed with like a clown by World Serpent, but when it came to dealing with colleagues, she was truly a civil war phantom.

After all—

Struggles between people of different organizations still left some leeway.

Let alone those within the same organization.

With that thought in mind, Raikou Ryoma had been defeated.

Perhaps, from the very beginning, the other party had never understood the ideals of Anti-Entropy. Joining Anti-Entropy was merely to gain greater power.

What should he do next?

This middle-aged man's expression grew increasingly gloomy.

"President, do you need us to prepare an escape route from pri—"

The man who had infiltrated the prison disguised as a guard tried to persuade him, but before he could finish, he collapsed straight to the ground.

What happened?

Raikou Ryoma's face changed drastically.

"Apologies, uncle."

A strikingly beautiful girl tossed her baseball bat aside, dragged the guard loyal to Raikou Ryoma to one side, then deftly pulled out a key and opened the main gate.

Was this someone sent to rescue him?

The girl's beautiful white long hair, azure eyes, and slightly silly expression involuntarily reminded him of a certain white-haired bastard he had met ten years ago.

A blood relative of Siegfried?

His expression turned complicated in an instant.

He had always looked down on Siegfried a bit. That guy had top-tier talent in this world, but he was rash and unreliable in everything he did.

But now, he had actually sent someone to rescue him?

Speaking of which, this girl was exactly the same as her family head.

She even knocked out his own subordinate while breaking him out of prison.

Those who knew thought she was here to help; those who didn't would think she was here to pick a fight.

Probably because Walter greatly admired Siegfried.

As Walter's devoted fan, Raikou Ryoma felt a thick wall of lemon between himself and Siegfried.

Raikou Ryoma kept a straight face, offering no thanks, looking somewhat insufferable—these days, tsunderes were out of style, let alone a man acting like one.

He walked toward the fallen man, intending to carry him to a more comfortable spot before going to meet up with Siegfried.

But the moment he crouched down, a thick, heavy rod turned into a blur—

"Bam!!"

Raikou Ryoma's vision went black, and like his subordinate, he collapsed on the spot.

He had gotten one thing wrong.

The Kaslana Family's Eldest Daughter wasn't here to rescue anyone at all.

She had been tricked by her "brother-in-law" into dealing with the traitor of the Raikou family.

"Brother Russell, I've done what you said and taught this... Raikou Ryoma or Raikou Ryoma Sniper or whatever a lesson."

That maiden pulled a walkie-talkie from her pocket and reported to someone.

"Oh, and don't forget to put in a good word for me later, okay? When the Far East celebrates New Year with a reunion dinner, I want to join in the fun too."

That maiden's tone carried a slight hint of tea as she expressed her improper intentions toward Megumin.

"Yeah, thanks. I'll talk to Uncle about it."

Near the prison, the boy clutched the Sheep Talisman in his arms and made a serious promise.

Chapter 20: Now, Give Some (Begging)

Raikou Ryoma stood in a white mist, his expression dazed.

Like a blank puppet, that man stood still.

"President Raikou, wake up."

A boy's voice came from afar, as if flipping a switch.

Memories quickly returned like flowing water, and the mask of pain was slapped back onto that old man's face.

Damn it.

He'd been ambushed again.

Last time, he hadn't expected Cocolia's bottom line to be so low, so being ambushed was somewhat excusable.

But this time, he'd been knocked flat by a single swing from a girl.

Pain surfaced on Raikou Ryoma's face.

This time, he couldn't find an excuse.

"Raikou, current President—why that bitter expression?"

In the distance, a boy emerged from the mist, chuckling lightly.

With each step he took, the surrounding fog dissipated, coalescing into a simple house.

Who?

Raikou Ryoma's senses sharpened.

He'd just been taken down by Kiana's strike, and now his guard was maxed out.

As if sensing Raikou Ryoma's wariness, the boy stopped five meters away from him.

"This Humble One is Russell. I hope to receive some help from you."

That man felt the shift in atmosphere—from white mist to modern architecture. He'd experienced this kind of scene change before.

Was it a dream?

So, had he run into someone with dream-entry abilities?

"Which organization are you from?"

That man quickly grasped his situation. Instead of answering Russell, he fired off a question.

"An unaffiliated drifter."

The boy's expression seemed a bit troubled.

"Uncle Raikou, isn't your guard a little too high?"

Raikou Ryoma's face darkened.

Uncle Raikou.

The word "uncle" was clearly a junior's address for an elder.

But to his ears, it carried immense pressure.

The Raikou family had sparse bloodlines—he was an only son, with no Raikou Ryoma Sniper as a branch relative.

His only junior was one person—his daughter, Megumin.

A man with obvious abnormal abilities, addressing him as "uncle"...

It was a threat!!

"Heh. Speak. I don't mind helping you."

That man quickly regained his composure.

"But, as you can see, I'm trapped in prison. What I can do is quite limited."

He showed submission, but left room for maneuvering.

Russell nodded.

It was clear that Raikou Ryoma truly doted on his daughter and held considerable loyalty to Anti-Entropy.

"I'm just here to borrow a plane. Yeah, I need one bound for Vienna."

The boy said so.

Huh?

Raikou Ryoma froze.

That's it?

"Don't make that face."

Russell, in turn, was a bit displeased.

He still couldn't even get into an airport, and Raikou Ryoma's "that's all?" expression irritated him.

"If it weren't for the fact that Megumin and I get along decently, I wouldn't have come here at all."

"After all, that old man Cocolia is planning to use the Conqueror Gem to create the Third Herrscher. My paltry Honkai energy resistance? If I really run into the Great Eruption, I'm definitely dead."

The boy's words made Raikou Ryoma's face twist.

The Conqueror Gem—the power the Second Herrscher obtained from God—and that gem was inside his daughter's body!

"Megumin... how is she now?"

This uncle could no longer maintain his calm. He rushed straight up to Russell, firing off questions.

Those words plunged Russell into distress.

How was he supposed to explain something like a chat group to a person?

[Just explain it as falling into a World Bubble. Say she's currently in Teyvat acting as the Raiden Shogun.]

Good one.

Korea'd.

Russell gave the Prompt Device a thumbs-up.

"Your daughter... should be considered as having fallen into a World Bubble, yes. She's landed in a world called 'Li Tang,' playing a mysterious role named 'Da Bao,' freely traveling while encountering Jiangdong Ruffians of varied personalities and unique abilities, restoring the Han Dynasty."

?!

Raikou Ryoma's expression looked as if he were facing the Third Impact.

That expression was identical to Kiana's when she heard that Megumin's uncle was called Raikou Ryoma Sniper—enough to make one wonder if there was some untold story between Siegfried and Raikou Ryoma back in the day.

"Just kidding."

The boy smiled, and that smile looked utterly insufferable.

"I'm a person from a World Bubble. Raiden Mei fell into my world. My world doesn't have strange things like Honkai, so she's relatively safe for now—just a bit cold."

"Entrusted by a friend of mine, I've come to stop the activities of the Anti-Entropy radical faction."

The boy finally showed a hint of seriousness.

"If you don't believe in the friendship between Mei and me... then all I can say is, I have an uncle. Mm, that uncle of mine once wrestled a Divine Boar on the Ganges River in India, fought the Handsome Monkey King on Mount Emei for the title of Monkey King, revived the Ptolemaic Dynasty in Africa and succeeded, imitated Solomon by opening a vast harem, and achieved political unification through marriage."