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Chapter 32: Gotta Get That Praise
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The history of the Myriad Realms Security Bureau and the Precept Court began with the dissolution of the Round Table Council.
Something related to Absolute Law.
They inherited from the Round Table Council one of the few authorities in all thirteen dimensions capable of mitigating punishment for causality.
The Round Table Council had possessed the greatest Absolute Law aside from the Great Underworld, so even after splitting into two groups, they continued to wield immense influence.
The Security Bureau hunted down those who accumulated evil Karma or inflicted burdens upon individual Great Heavenly Worlds, while the Precept Court passed judgment on them and punished them through Absolute Law.
At first, they operated according to their original founding purpose.
They recruited Transcendents who could move relatively freely between dimensions.
Under the orders of the first Security Bureau Commissioner and Head of the Precept Court, they maintained order throughout the dimensions.
However, around seven hundred million years after its founding, the first Security Bureau Commissioner was annihilated while preventing a disaster in the Twelfth Dimension.
Nineteen hundred million years later, the first Head of the Precept Court also stepped down, and both organizations gradually began to lose their way.
Of course, they had not immediately gone completely rotten.
But the positions of commissioner and court head had once been nothing more than posts of service.
The moment they became crowns capable of affecting every dimension, perhaps their current behavior had already become inevitable.
- The Security Bureau has been completely insane lately lol. They call it a special audit, then shake down anyone without connections.
- These fucking bastards dragged off every senior member of my sect and kept them under inspection for half a year. Half the planets under our jurisdiction went under.
- These scumbags look into everything first so they won't get caught, then rob you blind.
Those suffering the worst were the beings beneath the Transcendent level in the Great Heavenly Worlds.
The Security Bureau especially began roughing up small and mid-sized factions with no clear backing.
"Hey, I said bring out your boss. Do all of you want to get dragged away?"
"I told you, they don't normally come in today! Why are you doing this?"
"Why? Hah! Take every last one of these bastards in."
"W-What is this?!"
They became sacrifices for so-called performance quotas.
The Bureau threw them in on whatever pretext it could find, and even if they were later found innocent, the best outcome they could hope for was release.
It did not take long for the Great Heavenly Worlds to see the Security Bureau as little more than a gang of thugs.
The Precept Court was not much different.
"Why am I being sent to the Hell of Extinguishing Flames...?"
"I merely handled the matter according to the Precepts. If there is anything you wish to contest, file an appeal."
The judge sneered at the person rejecting the verdict. The words that followed were plainly mocking.
"You can do so within one hundred days, though I wonder. You will be transported immediately under the ruling. Will you be able to write an appeal even amid those flames?"
"W-What did I do wrong...?!"
"You did nothing wrong. You simply failed to do what you were supposed to."
"That is...! Mmph! Mmph!"
Naturally, what they were supposed to do was actively cooperate with the Precept Court's activities.
As the tyranny of those two organizations worsened by the day, resistance was only natural.
- Can't someone tear them down already? What they do keeps getting worse!
- Don't even start. They're tangled up with every major faction willing to talk, and even the Transcendents who hate them can't touch them. On the surface, it's all principled enforcement.
- This world is seriously fucking awful...
Still, the Security Bureau and Precept Court did not act recklessly. They cleverly concealed their misdeeds and gradually extended their reach.
Even if they committed some evil, it was also true that many problems were resolved by the existence of the Security Bureau and the Precept Court.
Even higher-ranking deities could not easily touch them. It would be another matter if there were clear evidence, but such evidence was never likely to surface.
Of course, as their behavior grew worse, more transcendent beings watched them closely.
They kept their misdeeds within a certain limit, but even that was torment for countless living beings.
- Which side is the bigger pile of trash lololololol
- These bastards are so fucked for real lololol
- Let's wreck them, yeah. I believe in you, Oz!!!
- Eternal Laws <<< If this is the trash of the century, upvote lol
In the midst of all that, the Gallery's announced topic naturally caused a tremendous stir.
A firm hatred that would not be shaken even by the countless incoming attempts at sockpuppet manipulation by the Security Bureau and Precept Court.
The resentment that had settled over the years had grown that terrifyingly vast.
Because of that, meetings to discuss countermeasures were held nearly every day within the Security Bureau and Precept Court.
Every measure was carried out meticulously and swiftly.
There had even been proposals to make a preemptive move against Oz, but uncovering Oz's identity was impossible.
"You fucking idiots. Do you have any idea what it means to touch an Absolute God-class being?"
"...S-Sorry."
According to various testimonies, their target was a being at or above the highest deity rank.
Naturally, even such a being could not defy the laws of the world, but moving first would be close to madness.
That left only the manipulation of public opinion and the destruction of all evidence of their crimes.
Having done such things countless times before, they began erasing records of important matters that could not be allowed to reach the public.
The current Security Bureau Commissioner, Rametz, oversaw the entire process.
Known as the Iron Wall Lord, Rametz stood only a few steps away from becoming a supreme deity.
"...After all this, what can that bastard possibly do?"
Separate from its corruption and poor management, the system had been woven to near perfection.
Even material that seemed harmless was boldly destroyed if it carried any risk of leaving a trail.
Information that could yield profit and valuables were all eradicated as well.
They had not been greedy.
Rametz was satisfied with that cold judgment.
The Northern Inspector General of the Seventh Dimension, who had worked alongside Rametz, agreed.
"That's right. We checked every last rat. There is no way anyone will find anything to use against us."
"Hah. What the hell are we doing this for because of some bitch whose identity we don't even know? Once this is settled, take your subordinates somewhere nice."
"Oh, you don't need to do that..."
Camaraderie blossomed amid their exchange.
The next day, after that warm and friendly scene, Rametz faced a situation entirely beyond expectation.
4. Bribery and Signs of Corruption: Security Bureau Wins
Below are the Myriad Realms Security Bureau's verifiable records of corruption, yeah.
If they had lined their pockets a little less, they might not have been caught, but they crossed the fucking line.
4-1. Seventh Dimension Northern Security Bureau: Of 4,180 confiscated Star System Cores, 611 are currently unaccounted for.
4-2. Third Myriad Realms Vessel Administration Office: Accepted 120,000 Primordial Crystals in exchange for permits allowing Transcendent species to illegally enter realms.
4-3. Myriad Realms Security Bureau Special Management Bureau: Evidence of low-price acquisitions of land and dimensional rights following sealed dimension designation.
4-4. Relief supplies for extinction-grade disaster zones: 38% of narratives of Transcendent rank and above left undistributed.
4-5. Evidence of false death records and identity laundering for 127 unregistered Transcendent entities.
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"H-How...?"
Oz's post had appeared on the Gallery.
Entries that had clearly been censored and deleted were everywhere.
As Rametz stared at the densely packed list in disbelief, more content appeared.
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4-21. Private use of compensation funds for the war dead of the War Beyond the Heavens.
4-22. Manipulation of risk grades to forcibly acquire specific dimensions and redistribute resource extraction rights.
4-23. Accepted a total of forty-seven spatial rifts in exchange for approving injunctions to stay enforcement of the sentences of thirty-one world-destroying criminals.
4-24. Of those subject to Divinity-Erasure Sentences, seven have no actual execution records.
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"S-Stop! Stoooop!!!"
Rametz screamed at the endlessly exposed revelations, but the list only continued.
5. Private Misuse of Internal Information and Abuse of Appointment Authority by Senior Officials: Security Bureau Wins a Close One
5-1. Private use of inmate labor.
5-2. Illegal refinancing loans using semi-permanently seized assets as collateral.
5-3. Futures trading using inside information from worlds slated for destruction.
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"...Ah."
At this point, how these details had become known no longer mattered.
Things Rametz thought had been buried in the bottomless abyss were spreading among countless Transcendents of the Great Heavenly Worlds.
A current was forming. It was time for a narrative to be made. The story was singing.
The protection of causality provided by Absolute Law vanished. The Karma they had accumulated slipped away in real time like grains of sand through their fingers.
Survive.
That thought filled Rametz's mind.
Rametz immediately tried to shift locations, but the attempt was instantly rendered futile.
Zzzzzzt!
"F-Fucking hell...!!!"
After one burst of static, every ability related to movement was sealed, and the coordinates were fixed.
Naturally, there were few beings who could impose such restrictions on a higher deity.
Rametz frantically scanned the surroundings, face filled with terror, before sensing a distinct presence at one point.
"Mm, no, no. Where do you think you're running?"
"...Nirvakh?"
It was a presence Rametz knew well.
The Fifth Dimension. The Void Region's true ruler.
Normally, the Security Bureau could not even properly operate in that territory, but Nirvakh had let them run loose for a time because dealing with them was bothersome.
"S-Save me..."
"I said no. Can't you understand? You can't run, and surviving here is even less possible."
Nirvakh's avatar body.
The eyes of the snake-like boy gradually narrowed into those of a reptile.
Before long, all Rametz could see was the maw of a gigantic ink-black python.
No.
It could no longer even be distinguished as a maw.
There was only a black shadow.
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That endlessly expanding maw tore away and devoured an entire corner of the planet where Rametz had been.
After the architect of that destruction returned to the avatar body, Nirvakh muttered quietly.
"...I've got to get praised by big sis."
That was the content of the indifferent mutter.
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