#409. scary
* * *
“Turn it off.”
Once you decide to act.
The Revolutionary Army moved quickly.
Not just in Moscow, but all organizations in the country were contacted, and they took out the weapons they had hidden.
It was in the midst of an uprising in earnest.
They’ve been revolutionaries ever since.
As the preparation itself for the revolution had been step by step since before, an uprising could happen at any time.
Of course, no matter how thorough the preparation, executing it is another matter.
Even the uprising itself was a sudden decision, so all kinds of trial and error and problems occurred only in the preparation process.
“As expected, we lack weapons.”
this late at night.
It was for this reason that Bachemensky wrapped his head.
As much as he worked in the munitions factory, he was in charge of supplying weapons to the revolutionary army in Moscow.
The problem is that the stolen weapons have limitations.
“If we raid the munitions factory first… No, then we will run into the Central Army first. After all, how else to procure weapons…”
After all, he said he needed more time.
Bachemenski sighed while wandering around the warehouse thinking about how to replenish the lack of weapons.
A sound was heard.
“…What kind of madness are you doing?”
“I don’t know what you mean, but it is.”
“Don’t be shy. What are you trying to do by provoking the revolutionary army?”
“My little kindness.”
“It’s not kindness, it’s a joke.”
“Don’t be mean, brother. Didn’t I already tell you about my purpose?”
“Don’t think of calling it an oblique slope. Where are you doing this to catch snakes? It’s like burning thatch for a while to catch bed bugs.”
“If you don’t like it, can you stop it?”
“…”
“Don’t worry too much. I don’t know what thatch is, but I have no intention of burning it all. I don’t know if it will need some remodeling.”
“You can’t…”
Who are you this late at night.
After following the inaudible voice, Bachemensky discovered a pair of men and women.
They were familiar white-haired siblings.
“Brother Reno? Sister Elshar? What are you doing here?”
Limon and Yekathrice were not surprised by his sudden appearance and talking to him.
He responded calmly, as if he had sensed his presence from the beginning.
“It’s just something to talk about between siblings…”
“My brother is a siscon. I was comforting my younger brother because I was so worried about what happened a few days later.”
“…that’s how it is.”
“Oh, I see.”
Bachemensky smiled bitterly.
A massive uprising in Moscow would inevitably result in a fierce battle.
I fully understood the feeling of not being able to sleep because of anxiety, as no one knew what would happen.
side.
“Then look forward to it, brother.”
That moment.
Yekathrice wrapped her arms around Limon’s neck abruptly.
And after kissing her softly on the cheek.
After laughing happily, he left with brisk steps as if walking in the snow.
It’s a little while to inadvertently cause an earthquake when you see that strangely sticky and alluring look to be a family skinship.
Bachemensky tried to open his mouth pretending to be calm.
“That… you really do have a good relationship with your brother and sister.”
“…Researcher brother, don’t you have brothers or sisters?”
“How did you know?”
“No, just.”
It took a while to look at Bachemensky with the eyes of a dreaming child.
Limon suddenly opened his mouth.
“Hey, researcher hyung. Why did you become a revolutionary soldier?”
“yes?”
“Aren’t you a first-class citizen? To put it bluntly, there would be no need for a revolution.”
In Russia, first-class citizens are in the top 1%.
It was a much more advantageous position to maintain the system as a citizen’s rank alone guaranteed wealth and fame for a lifetime.
But why are you trying to commit a dangerous thing called a revolution?
Looking at Limon, who asked quietly, Bachemensky smiled bitterly.
“That’s a phrase I’ve heard many times.”
“I’m sorry if I offended you.”
“No, there is no need to apologize. It’s natural to be curious.”
Bachemensky shook his head.
As he himself said, Limon wasn’t the first to ask him this.
In the eyes of the revolutionary army, it was only natural that he, who was a first-class citizen and dreamed of a revolution, looked strange like a crucian carp out of water.
Knowing this fact, Bachemensky spoke calmly.
“I became a revolutionary soldier because I believe that this country should be more fair.”
“process?”
“As Brother Reno knows, Russia today is too harsh.”
His family were first class citizens.
That’s why I’ve enjoyed many benefits since I was born and took it for granted.
But when I was still young.
After seeing a child of the same age as him living in poverty, Bachemensky began to question.
What is the difference between you and your child?
Why life is determined by grades.
After becoming an adult and earning the qualifications of a first-class citizen himself.
Seeing workers who are forced to do harsh work just because they are third-class citizens, his doubts deepened instead of disappearing.
And the moment when I happened to see people being abused in Gulag.
he realized
The only way to resolve this contradiction is revolution.
“More than 70% of this country is third-class citizens, but they are forced to do the most work.”
“…So you joined the Revolutionary Army to free third-class citizens from labor?”
“yes.”
That’s what he, who has enjoyed unreasonable benefits as a first-class citizen, should do.
Looking at Bachemensky’s assertion.
Limon narrowed his eyes.
“Couldn’t everything work out as well as you think it will make a revolution?”
“Even if it were, it would be better than it is now.”
“Even if many people are killed or injured?”
“We should try to minimize that sacrifice as much as possible.”
“Hmm?”
The sacrifice is regrettable.
But Russia is the worst.
In order to obtain a better country and a better future, someone has no choice but to make sacrifices.
Take a moment to stare at the young man who speaks with passion.
Limon laughed.
“Then do your best, brother. I will support you too.”
“yes? Ah yes.”
after patting him on the shoulder.
Bachemensky was a little bewildered as he watched Limon walk away and walk away.
That’s obviously cheering me on.
Why do you feel the distance?
And it was because I couldn’t understand the strange expression that came to mind at the end of the laugh.
For a while, I thought about the reason.
In the end, Limondo seemed to be distraught, and Vachemensky, who had properly organized his thoughts, went back to stocking up on weapons.
But he didn’t know
Limon, who had left, murmured to himself.
“…time is scary.”
As a Sword Master.
And as one Noh Kang-ho.
Letting out a bitter and cold lament, Limon quietly disappeared into the darkness.
* * *
The restaurant in the Kremlin Palace where I ate with Yekatrice.
After a quick meal of sandwiches there, a white-haired girl munched on crembo for dessert.
Ainsha suddenly asked.
“I want to know if Tata is ready.”
“Of course, Princess.”
“Good job. Time must have been tight, but it’s amazing that it’s already finished. It is also Tata.”
“At this point, this Tata is eating cold crembos.”
Tata, who answered confidently as always, added a word with his own modesty.
“To be honest, the Silver Dragon Clan also played a big role.”
If it wasn’t for the cooperation of Kana and the Silver Dragon Clan, even he himself wouldn’t have been able to finish the preparations on time.
Ainsha nodded at Tata’s plain confession.
“The Silver Dragon clan is also great. I admired it.”
An expressionless expression that makes you doubt where the admiration lies.
But Ainsha was sincere.
I wouldn’t have seen the future.
The information power of the Silver Dragon Clan, who quickly found out their uprising plan using the spy planted in the Hyukmeok Army, was obviously great.
That’s why Ainsha pointed out bluntly.
“That’s Yekathrice’s mistake.”
Without the silver dragon clan, it would have been much more difficult to decorate.
However, thanks to Yekathrice willingly giving them to herself, she was able to finish everything faster than expected.
Spreading Tiamat’s products in large quantities to the Russian Khanate.
As well as other preparations.
“If you want to bring about a revolution, they say to start it. In the end, we are the ones who win.”
The white dragon clan who sees the future.
Among them, as the world’s best prophet with the most outstanding foresight.
Seeing the future where the uprising takes place.
The master who is ready to respond.
Above all, the pure white princess, who is now effectively ruling the Russian Khanate, said with an expressionless face without emotion.
“It shows the power of the Tata White Dragon Clan.”
“Leave it to me, Princess.”
her entourage.
An elder of the White Dragon Clan, a woman who assisted three princesses.
Tata confidently asserted with more confidence than ever before.
“I will clearly prove that there is no defeat in the dictionary of the Tata White Dragon Clan.”
and that night.
A clandestine movement began throughout Moscow.
The KGB, the world’s foremost spy agency.
Okrana, the world’s largest secret police.
Russia’s most powerful army in the world.
Even the silver dragon clan.
All the organizations that were thoroughly loyal to the Great Khan and supported Russia were deployed according to the orders from the Kremlin.
To outwit the revolutionary army in a way no one expected.
* * *
“Did you lose contact with Brother Andrei too?”
[Yes, sir.]
“…I see. Then, gather only the brothers you can contact and prepare for the plot.”
[Okay.]
After briefly contacting them.
Putting the contact item back in, Sergei looked at the map with a stiff face.
Then, after taking out the notebook in his arms and comparing the coded list with the X mark on the map, he let out a heavy moan.
‘In the end, all contact with the brothers and sisters who infiltrated the military and institutions seems to have been cut off.’
The military and intelligence agencies are the second most secure place in Russia after the Kremlin and Bahamut.
Of course, there were few revolutionaries in the first place.
It was also common to lose contact.
But what if you lost contact with not just one or two agents, but more than ten?
‘I wonder if it was discovered.’
Sergei had a hunch.
The information that they were going to carry out the revolution had leaked out and the government had already started moving.
To some extent, it was a promise.
There was no way the notorious Okrana could not have noticed such a massive movement of the revolutionary army.
‘Does not matter. It just happened anyway.’
Therefore, Sergei made up his mind.
Since the purge had already begun, they knew that if it was too late, they would not even get a chance to revolt and would be unilaterally subjugated.
Of course, as the opponent is preparing, more blood may be shed than expected, but…
“I don’t think you can stop us just this much, evil dictator.”
Behind them is a swordsman.
As long as the savior who saved this country by slashing the sword in the past promised cooperation, the silver dragon clan is no longer an object of fear.
Above all, he had a trump card.
can never be misused.
Even if it costs a lot of money.
There must be a way to kill the Silver Dragon Princess.
Sergei prepared for an uprising all night, prepared for any contingency.
someone is expecting
someone is lamenting
someone is sure
someone is promising
At the end of a particularly long and heavy night, a new sun rises…
…the morning of the revolution has arrived.
