Ch.176Naming is a serious matter.

# Chapter 176: Naming Is a Critical Matter

Of course, it’s obvious, but…

Now, as we stand on the precipice of creating a massive federation combining over ten countries, including our adorable vassal states.

The most pressing issue at hand was none other than:

“So, about this… federal treaty organization proposed by Minister Arto of the Holy Sebelli Empire.”

“Yes, is there a problem?”

“No, that’s not it. I was wondering what you’re planning to name it?”

“…!”

It was precisely about deciding the name for this massive transnational organization that would surpass the Kerzin Hegemony…

“Can’t we just call it ‘Federation’ and be done with it?”

“Many countries within our territories already use ‘Federation’ in their names.”

“Do you really want to casually decide on a name that will last at least ten years?”

Personally, I didn’t think the name mattered that much.

In fact, I secretly agreed with the person who just suggested we keep it simple.

But if we really left it up to such casual suggestions…

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“From now on, our organization will be called ‘Just Alliance.'”

“How about ‘Federation Federation’ instead?”

“I thiiink Galactic Alliance would be betterrr…”

“But there’s already an alliance like that.”

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It was inevitable that some strange name would be attached.

And I had no intention of allowing my life’s work to be called something as ridiculous as “Just Alliance.”

“Riel, mobilize all available resources of the Holy Sebelli Empire, including the Diplomatic Enforcement Ministry, to secure a name with true gravitas…!”

“The Minister commands it!”

“We must succeed in creating an awesome name!”

My burning determination inspired not only the execution team, including the purge squad members.

“Indeed, the name is of utmost importance.”

“Sometimes there are fools who slap on random names and claim it’s fine, but they don’t realize that they’re the ‘only ones’ who think it’s acceptable.”

Even the “civilian” agents, including diplomats who had been scattered like fragments of the D*agon B*lls by the Pope and painstakingly gathered again, showed similar reactions.

“Therefore, for the next month, we will launch an empire-wide campaign to determine the official name of the provisional ‘Federal Treaty Organization.'”

“Hmm, sounds good.”

As I invested budget into this naming campaign, I began to feel inexplicably confident that it would succeed.

“Wow, what an impressive yet meaningless series of actions.”

“Why do you small flesh creatures engage in such foolish activities?”

“…”

I could hear the evil, hateful AIs who don’t understand human hearts gossiping behind my back.

While I might tolerate such talk from Riel, I couldn’t accept Alina speaking that way.

“Alina, does this really seem like foolish behavior to you?”

“Doesn’t it, small flesh creature?”

“Ah, I see.”

I approached Alina’s vessel (which had manifested in female form for the first time in a while).

*Thump*

“Nggk.”

Using tiny Riel’s head as a desk, I leaned my upper body over it.

Then, giving Alina’s vessel a meaningful look, I quietly whispered just one phrase:

“Be more careful next time, ‘Clicky.'”

“I believe I spoke too harshly, small flesh creature.”

Seeing her desperate counterattack after just one phrase, I nodded and replied:

“Alina, you should also remember… what name our empire originally planned to give you.”

“On second thought, determining the name of the treaty organization seems like an extremely important and significant matter.”

Witnessing our exchange, Riel painfully lifted her crumpled head and said with disdain:

“Alina, merely changing what you’re called doesn’t change your will or soul.”

While it sounded like a wise saying at first glance,

It was ultimately nothing more than a mental victory.

“You be quiet.”

“Kveebeet.”

I put more weight on Riel’s head, which I was already pressing down, contributing further to reducing her stature.

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About a month later.

“Minister, today we’ll see the results of the campaign you initiated.”

“Ah, has it been that long already?”

In the midst of being incredibly busy preparing for the establishment of the Federal Treaty Organization,

The news delivered through Riel flowed into my exhausted mind like a stream, creating an oasis.

“I wonder what names have been submitted. This is truly an exciting moment.”

So I paused my work for a moment.

I decided to check the campaign results through the terminal Riel had brought.

But at that moment.

*Ding-a-ling♬*

[Time Pause]

I was merely trying to check the name for the treaty organization.

Yet suddenly an event notification appeared.

Of course, I thought there was no way an event would trigger over something as trivial as naming a treaty organization.

‘What could be happening at a time like this?’

Naturally assuming it must be about something else, I checked the event message without much thought.

But…

[Event: Failed Campaign, Failed Names]

[Contrary to expectations, your campaign had surprisingly low participation.]

[And to make matters worse, even the submitted names were an absolute disaster.]

[Some fearless participants submitted what they called ‘satire,’ showing contempt toward the Empire and the Imperial Family.]

[The problem was that this campaign had been promoted throughout the entire Empire.]

[As a result, the satire spread across the Empire, with whispers against the Imperial Family beginning to circulate.]

[Holy Sebelli Empire Regime Support -5% for 1 year]

‘…Huh?’

Contrary to my expectations, the event was indeed about my campaign.

I never anticipated receiving an event message that essentially said “Your campaign was a catastrophe, congratulations,” so…

‘Unnya… no, hyungnya… my head is spinning.’

My brain, unable to process this sudden turn of events, malfunctioned and spouted nonsense.

And after a moment, once I fully grasped the situation.

[Time Pause Release]

I immediately released the time pause.

*Snatch!*

“Eek!”

I grabbed the terminal Riel was about to hand me, wondering what could possibly be in there that triggered such a mocking event message.

And shortly after.

“Riel.”

“…Yes?”

I carefully placed the terminal I had received from Riel on the table.

Then I rotated my chair a full 360 degrees plus another 90 degrees to face Riel directly.

Pointing at the individuals I had specifically marked on the terminal screen, I said to Riel:

“Arrest every single one of these people I’ve checked.”

“…Yes, sir.”

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After deciding to deliver the hammer of justice (literally) to those who dared to cross the line with their trolling in a class-based society,

I leaned back in my chair and once again began contemplating the name for the provisional “Federal Treaty Organization.”

Of course, I had thought about it before.

But unlike then, I now knew that others would be of no help whatsoever…

So I put in a little—

Just a little more sincere effort and contemplation to solve this problem.

After continued deliberation, two thoughts remained in my mind:

‘Should I create a long name and then use the initials to form a separate word… or should I just attach a suitable place name?’

One approach was like NATO (North Atlantic Treaty Organization).

The other was obviously like the Warsaw Treaty Organization (WTO).

‘Either option appeals to me, what a dilemma.’

Or perhaps I should make it like X-COM?

‘The more I think about it, the more options keep multiplying.’

When you worry, your thoughts double!

But feeling that each option was somehow lacking, I couldn’t make a definitive decision.

My contemplation continued until Riel returned from dispatching the purge squad…

But when I posed this question to the returning Riel,

She merely sighed deeply, as if my behavior was utterly foolish.

“Siiigh…”