Revenge of the Iron-Blooded Sword Hound Chapter 28


Episode 28 Special Act on Vikir (1)

Vikir headed for City Hall in the center of Underdog City.

If you walk across the buildings where numerous employees are working, you can see the consulate’s office at the innermost part.

“The new deputy consul is coming today, so make sure to clean up.”

“Who are you?”

“It doesn’t matter who comes, so please, I hope someone who is a bit bright in practice.”

“Hey, what are you expecting? I heard that you’re 15 years old.”

Employees sweeping, wiping, and cleaning all over the building.

On the high wall hung a banner welcoming the new proconsul and deputy vikir van Baskerville.

Bikir indifferently passed between such employees.

Originally, Bikir was supposed to take office tomorrow, so the city hall staff didn’t pay much attention to Bikir.

“Whose family is it? Did the staff bring it?”

“Honey, you can’t come in here.”

“This is a temporary traffic restriction due to a high-ranking person visiting tomorrow.”

“Go out there and play. There’s a playground outside for the kids of the staff.”

Although some of the staff stood in the way of Bikir.

“Get out of the way.”

As soon as he saw the letter of appointment that Bikir had taken out, he bowed his head in dismay.

“…You went to work early. Assistant consul.”

Employees lay flat on their faces as if they had seen a ghost.

Bikir went into his office and sat down on a soft chair.

As soon as he ascended to the de facto consulship, the first Order No. 1 ordered was as follows.

“Colonel booze and women.”

* * *

Chihuahua Baskerville.

He had been working as an office manager at City Hall for over ten years, and he felt sick to his stomach.

‘He’s been drinking since the first day of his appointment.’

Aren’t you even a kid who is only 15 years old?

When all the predecessors are fired for bribery charges, they are hardened, and there is a big setback in work.

‘Moreover, in a sacred workplace! What an idiot this young bastard is!’

Chihuahua Baskerville put his hand on his forehead.

He was a person from outside the family and received the name of Baskerville in recognition of his outstanding administrative ability.

Although he did not have a middle name of ‘Le’, ‘Ra’, or ‘Ban’, he had to remain as a secretary, but he was working hard in his own way.

“Oh, there are a lot of things to do, but a playboy came rolling in… but I was expecting a little bit because he was a greeting from inside the Baskervilles.”

Even when the 15-year-old kid said he was coming to the post, even the slightest hope that he didn’t give up has now become a bubble.

Even now, outside the window, the sound of clinking glasses, the sound of women laughing, and the sound of clowns singing.

Chihuahua Baskerville twisted his goatee nervously and tossed the file.

“Yes! Doom! Underdog city must be ruined to come to its senses, just…!?”

But he couldn’t stop complaining.

It

was because the office door creaked open and a boy appeared.

Bikir van Baskerville. New Assistant Consul.

He finally officially went to work here in the office.

“Are you the secretary?”

At Bikir’s bottom, Chihuahua Baskerville put on a polite expression.

“Yes. Chihuahua Baskerville.”

“You don’t have a middle name.”

At Bikir’s words, the Chihuahua hardened her expression slightly.

The fact that he doesn’t even have a half-middle name that collateral or illegitimate children have means that he is from outside the family.

Usually, people brought in from outside work as contract workers in the Baskerville family for three years, then receive the Baskerville surname and officially become a member of the family.

Strictly speaking, a servant, not a blood relative.

The new sub-consuls used to discriminate against outside blood transfusion personnel by citing this every time.

That’s why Chihuahua has to endure the bitterness of experiencing this atmosphere again.

but.

“Good.”

Bikir’s evaluation was unexpected.

In front of Chihuahua’s wide-eyed eyes, Bikir was recalling memories of the past.

‘Chihuahua Baskerville. That’s a name I know.’

He has the image of a sly and sly man because of his skinny physique and cunning goatee, but unexpectedly, his temper is on the opposite side.

In addition, because he was from outside, he was discriminated against without realizing it, and most of his achievements were wrapped up as consuls or subconsuls.

Bikir felt sympathy for this very point.

Also, for Vikir, who doesn’t trust blood relatives within the family, outsiders with proven abilities are much more reliable.

“I looked at the personal information on the way. You’re from the city of Underdog, right?”

“Yes? Yes Yes. I am a native born and raised here.”

“Then you should know the situation here better than I, who have been to this city for the first time.”

“……That’s right.”

Chihuahua answered at a loss, but felt sorry for him.

Based on my experience so far, ‘If you know that well, you should try it.’ ‘If you’re that good, why are you under me?’ ‘Do you dare to defeat your boss?’ ‘Why don’t you cook all of them?’ It was because it was clear that the pods on his back would lead.

But Bikir again gave an unexpected answer.

“I know the hard work of the people who run the field. I don’t want to interfere with their principles or customary style.”

At that, Chihuahua put on a blank expression.

I never imagined I would hear these words from the mouth of a person from within the family.

Of course, with a sense of privilege, I thought I would break and correct all the old habits that I had so far, calling them bad habits.

‘Still, I’m glad it doesn’t seem to be a carcinogenic character.’

If it didn’t do any good, at least it wouldn’t do any harm.

While Chihuahua breathed a sigh of relief, Bikir looked through the papers on the desk.

Parala Rock –

The sound of papers being flipped Chihuahua didn’t expect Bikir to be looking at them properly.

But surprisingly, Bikir was examining all of these things meticulously.

yet. said Bikir, who closed the papers.

“There’s nothing wrong with the legislative system itself. But there are a lot of oddities with the judicial system.”

“Yeah? Did you see all of that? That’s it?”

Chihuahuas are amazing. The documents here are hundreds of pages in number.

But Bikir already knew a lot about Underdog City.

This is because it is one of the major cities that conducted espionage activities before returning.

“It seems that illegal gambling halls, entertainment establishments, slave auction houses, and various private finances are running rampant in the territory. The underground economy of Underdog City is probably quite high.”

Chihuahua opened her eyes wide.

Bikir continued.

“Perhaps these are the factors that sent the former sub-consuls away. It won’t be easy to break this vicious cycle by making some kind of compromise.”

“…”

“Yes. What do you think of you, a native of the underdog?”

Chihuahua only smiles at the question Bikir asks openly.

Not only did he grasp all of these documents at once and see through the core problems of the underdog city, but he also consulted on the most important issues without neglecting himself, a subordinate from outside.

That’s because you came the day before the first day of your appointment!

Chihuahua couldn’t answer properly at the sudden development of events outside of common sense, and was just flustered.

Bikir laughed.

“Actually, it’s an easy problem. The way to wipe out the underground economy is really simple. It’s to penetrate the core hidden among the illegal remnants that look like point organizations.”

Bikir in his previous life has a history of fighting a long war with illegal organizations in Underdog City.

Therefore, almost everyone knew where they were hiding and who was committing what crimes.

Even the location and identities of the officials receiving bribes.

‘It was rewarding to see the remaining black ledgers after clearing out the illegal organizations before returning.’

It is the job of the proconsul to make and enforce the laws.

Bikir got down to business right away.

“I respect all the laws that have existed, but I’m just adding one new law to them.”

“Are you new to the law?”

“Yeah. It won’t be very long. It’s a simple law, at most a few lines.”

Bikir’s eyes lit up.

“Within a week, we will dry the seeds of the Underdog City’s underground economy.”

After finishing it short and bold, it floats to the academy.

There was a war on crime that was about to follow, and there were some laws that were necessary for that.

“And it takes a cause to make and enforce these laws.”

Hearing Bikir’s murmur, Chihuahua felt herself drawn into the strange atmosphere of the boy without even realizing it.

So, without realizing it, I asked again.

“Justification? Why is there a justification for eradicating illegal activities…?”

“Aren’t I still young and, above all, a newcomer to the job tomorrow?”

Bikir looked back at the Chihuahua and grinned.

“Wouldn’t it be common practice in the industry to give a ‘warning’?”

“……?”

Chihuahua doesn’t understand Bikir’s words and just tilts her head.

However, Vikir did not bother to add an additional explanation.

He just stroked his chin as he looked down at the drunken table outside the window of the consul’s office.

pour it Drink. The place to welcome the new deputy consul, Bikir, has already grown.

Even without Bikir, the party was going on splendidly.

And Bikir, who should be the main character of the place, is now sitting in the high consulate’s office and thinking about tomorrow’s event right now.

“…Yes. To catch the dung flies, you have to spread dung.”

Bikir’s voice was muttering lowly, and there was a murderous spirit that I couldn’t believe belonged to a 15-year-old.

And the Chihuahua thought.

Perhaps meeting the boy in front of her right now might change her whole life from now on.


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Revenge of the Iron-Blooded Sword Hound

Revenge of the Iron-Blooded Sword Hound

Revenge of the Iron-Blooded Sword Hound, Revenge of the Sword Clan's Hound
Score 8.8
Status: Completed Released: 2020
He was the hound of the Baskerville family: Vikir. Yet his loyalty was rewarded by the blade of a guillotine dirtied by slander. “I will never live the life of a hound slaughtered after the rabbit is caught.” In place of death, an unexpected opportunity awaits him. Vikir’s eyes glowed red as he sharpened his canines in the dark. “Just you wait, Hugo. I will rip out your throat this time.” It’s time for the hound to exact bloody revenge on his owner.

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