Pirate: It’s not a phantom beast, it’s a phantom god!

Chapter 278 Devouring Wolves
In the middle of the New World, on the side closer to the West Sea, there is a small island.

The island is small in size and has a small population. There are no known valuable mineral deposits or other special products. In short, it is just a remote and deserted island.

The only redeeming quality is that the island is very quiet and peaceful, and the scenery is quite nice... but such places are not uncommon in the ocean.

What truly sets it apart from other ordinary islands is... the presence of numerous luxuriously decorated manors of varying sizes on this island.

The vast majority of the island's population is also located near these manors, which, like a sliced ​​cake, divide the island into several independent areas.

The largest section of this area is located on the west side of the island, centered around a magnificent manor nestled against the mountains and surrounded by water.

The manor appears to have recently undergone a renovation, with a huge outer courtyard and separate green flower gardens created around the main villa. Countless servants are currently bending over to tend to the rare flower species transplanted from all over the world.

In fact, this seemingly peaceful island is the headquarters of several major underground arms families in the New World, and the largest area is the residence of the Media family.

Thanks to the alliances and maneuvering of the elder Media family over the years, the Media family has always maintained a dominant position among these arms dealer families, and thus was able to seize the most scenic piece of land as their family's residence.

This situation, resembling a monopoly, continued until a few months ago, when a collar personally woven by Queen Charlotte Linlin of the World was quietly placed around the necks of the Media family.

The old patriarch of the Media family had no choice but to abandon the New World he had been cultivating for many years and instead drag his aging body to the North Sea to try and open up a new life for the family.

Almost overnight, the once-glorious first family on the island was deserted, and the smaller families and even ordinary people who had attached themselves to Media also scattered like birds and beasts, seeking refuge with other families on the island.

The entire Media territory instantly became like a no-man's land. The once bustling and prosperous streets became deserted, and those who were originally respectful to Media now seemed to have changed their attitude and began to do everything they could to sever ties with them.

The once respected and feared arms tycoon is now like a skinned rat, hated and avoided by everyone.

Fortunately, at that final moment, Media's young master resolutely stepped forward, turning the tide and saving the collapsing empire.

Internally, they gathered the remaining members of the family and accumulated strength; externally, they contacted various families and established connections.

Using the power of the beasts to intimidate all heroes, and relying on the World Government to control the beasts, he orchestrated a series of interconnected and meticulously planned schemes, ultimately bringing his family back to light and restoring Media's glory.

……

Indeed, in the eyes of Kasba's somewhat stuttering little follower, his young master was such a legendary figure.

Although his arrogant and conceited nature remained unchanged, and even showed signs of intensifying, he truly managed to turn the Media family's seemingly hopeless situation around.

Not only was his family business not liquidated or swallowed up by other families, but he himself also became the boss of the people in charge of those families, and could order those families around at will.

Even when old Mr. Media was still alive, he was far less successful than this man.

The feared scenario of being discovered and punished for colluding with both the World Government and Beasts did not materialize. Even when Kaspar openly used Beasts' assets to enrich himself, the other side did not react much...

It seems that the Beasts Pirates are indeed being restrained by the World Government, just as their young master had planned, and are hesitant to act against them.

Looking at the old mansion, which had been renovated and was now more magnificent and luxurious than before, and at the heads of other families who treated him with utmost courtesy, the stuttering little follower proudly puffed out his chest.

"Lord Willie, Lord Willie, you, you, you are going to..."

Seeing the heads of various families, led by Willie, arrive at the same time, the little follower asked curiously at the gate.

"Oh, we're here for a routine meeting."

"Is Vice President Kasba here?"

Wei asked in a friendly tone.

For his own convenience, Kaspar insisted on changing the location of the monthly meeting from the joint conference hall in the center of the island to Media's manor, which forced some families to travel across the entire island to attend the meeting...

This includes Power himself, who is the president of the Federation.

But unlike the other sullen-faced leaders, Willie seemed completely unconcerned about the trouble Caspar's little whim had caused him.

"Young Master, Young Master just got back last night, and he's still sleeping."

The little stutterer was a bit embarrassed. It was almost noon, but his young master was still fast asleep.

Willie, however, didn't seem to care at all, and simply said:

"Oh, then let's go to the conference room and wait for him."

"Okay, okay, I'll go wake up the young master right now." The stutterer stammered as he led everyone into the villa.

"Ah~ no need, no need, let him rest well."

"Don't disturb him. It's not too late to start the meeting after he wakes up."

Willie gave the other party a friendly smile, and then led everyone towards the conference hall with practiced ease, leaving only his bewildered little follower behind.

Because of his stutter, the little follower has been good at reading people since he was a child, but this time he found that the other party seemed to genuinely want his young master to continue to get a good night's sleep... Why?
Two hours later, after having a carefully prepared lunch at the behest of his henchman in the conference hall, the heads of the military-industrial complex finally met Kasba, who had finished washing up.

"Ah~ha~~~~ Good morning, everyone."

Yawning and holding a sandwich, Caspar casually pulled out the chair next to Willie and sat down.

"Sorry to keep you all waiting today, because I was out having fun with some friends from the World Government and the Navy until late."

Hearing the other party's words, which showed no remorse but instead hinted at boasting and intimidation, everyone except Willie's expression turned even more unpleasant.

“Kasba, we’re all busy, you…”

"Oh dear~ In such a formal setting, you should address people by their titles... Haven't I reminded you countless times, Member Mordug?"

slap~
With his feet propped up on the conference table, Kasba took a bite of his sandwich and then lectured the other person without even looking at him.

"..."

"Um……"

"Understood, Vice Chairman Kaspar."

Looking at the pair of expensive leather shoes that had been placed in front of him, Sendoug, sitting next to Caspar, gritted his teeth and suppressed his anger as he answered.

"Well, Kasba is right. After all, this is a fairly formal occasion, so there should be some rules."

Willie looked at the scene and smiled without changing his expression.

Seeing that the other party remained so submissive, Kaspar's attitude became even more unrestrained.

"Haha~ As expected of the president, he knows the rules better than these people."

"Alright, slap yourself a couple of times to teach him a lesson, and that's the end of it."

After finishing his sandwich in a few bites, Kaspar waved his hand 'generously'. After the change in attitude of Spandane and others a few days ago, he believed that he had completely taken control of the channels between the Beasts and the World Government, and he acted with less restraint.

"you……!"

"Um--?"

Sendoug glared at him angrily, while Kasba raised an eyebrow.

How dare the head of a mere small family disobey his orders, who are backed by both the Beasts and the World Government?
"Ahem! Kaspar, don't go too far in anything."

"Oh?"

"Is Chairman Willie also going to protect these rule-breakers? Then I'm going to report this to the authorities—"

"I said, you've gone too far."

Faced with Kasba's usual threats, Willie finally didn't back down this time and interrupted him directly.

“Kasba, I am the chairman.”

"..."

Turning to look at Willie, who was staring intently at him, Caspar felt a sudden, inexplicable panic, but quickly dismissed it and continued forcefully:

"Heh~ Is that the attitude you're going to have?"

"You'll regret this, President."

(End of this chapter)