I Have Been Called The Idiot Son Behind My Back. But I Remembered Memories, And I Can Use The Abilities I Had In My Past Life. So I Will Make Use of Major Online Stores Like Am**on And Aim for a Slow Life for Now - 112

## Chapter 112: What to Do with This Pig?

◆ Protagonist’s Side ◆

“So, who gave you permission to collect location fees?”

Today, I had been informed that Zeph and Sara would be heading to the prosperous town within the territory to sell the magical beast fruits harvested in the village. I thought I would show my face for a change and headed to the town where Zeph and the others were. The sight that greeted me was Sara arguing with a clearly wealthy, fat man.

Listening to their conversation, it seemed the fat man was in charge of the area, acting as a makeshift guard, and was angry at Zeph and his family for setting up a stall without his permission.

However, something was odd about this.

The town’s guards, funded half by the empire and half by the Quist family, should have been patrolling and maintaining order, not this fat man. Normally, the guards, not this man, should be patrolling to maintain security.

If this fat man said something absurd, no one would believe him, and people like Sara would be justifiably angry.

Despite this, if the fat man’s attitude didn’t change, the guards should be called to punish him, and his misdeeds would reach the Quist family.

However, I had never heard such stories from my father, and despite this commotion, the guards were not coming to drive away or arrest this pig.

Finding this suspicious, I looked around and saw a guard in the distance yawning and glancing our way before ignoring us and walking off.

It was clear that this pig was bribing the top officials overseeing the guards in our territory.

Because of this corrupt relationship, the pig’s actions were ignored, and he was even allowed to do the work, making things easier for the guards.

The fat man, by taking over patrol duties, could charge location fees to the stalls.

In this state, even if the residents complained about the pig to the guards or asked the Quist family to intervene, their words were likely suppressed. Realizing this, a deep anger welled up within me.

What to do with this pig?

As I thought this, the pig, without a hint of remorse, ordered his men to kill Zeph.