#677. I have a suggestion.
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Bachemensky was a revolutionary.
He had deep convictions to the extent that he was Sergei’s aide.
Even after the revolution failed, the bone marrow revolutionary army voluntarily entered the Gulag in order to shake off all appeasement and pay for the crimes of the revolutionary government.
Right now, we’re just working together to prevent the misuse of the Dark Dawn’s legacy hidden by Sergei.
He still considered himself a revolutionary.
So this moment.
Bachemensky felt both a blood-boiling passion and a blood-freezing chill at the same time.
“…Are you asking me to choose? Whose life will I choose, the majority of the people or the few brothers?”
“Oh no way. If you have a better opinion than this, please give it to me.”
“…”
Yekatrice smiled.
look at that beautiful face
It took a while to harden my face.
After a short deep breath, Vachemensky calmed down and spoke calmly.
“There is a better way.”
“For example?”
“Sell Treasury bonds or borrow money from outside investors. Then you can buy time without having to do such reckless things.”
“Hmm, sure, that’s a good way too.”
After an unexpectedly cool nod.
Yekathrice smiled.
“If that is actually possible.”
“Are you saying you won’t be able to pay the debt?”
“I would rather ask. Do you think there are idiots out there who would lend us such an astronomical amount of money in this situation?”
“Aren’t you the princess of the Seven Dragons?”
“What did you say?”
It’s like being speechless.
To Bachemenski, who had a complicated face, Yekathrice pointed out with a grin.
“Don’t get me wrong, brother.”
“What do you mean not to be mistaken?”
“It means that the Seven Dragons Association is not an organization that plays house with each other.”
“…”
“Isn’t it Ainsha?”
“Of course.”
If the Russian Khanate is shaken.
It’s the other clan that withdraws the business the fastest.
Ainsha, who said it clearly, continued with an expressionless face as always.
“The value of Bahamut right now is garbage. It is a specification to pour water into the bottomless dock. If you want to die, die alone.”
“Look, my younger brother is also worried that he should take whatever possessions he has left and run away rather than hold on to this country that is going to ruin.”
While Ainsha coldly looks at Yekathrice, who distorted her own words.
Bachemensky groaned.
because I just realized
That she had the option of running away.
No, from the position of the silver dragon clan, it could have been the best policy.
On the other hand, there is no guarantee that new technology will be developed to catch up with LW products even after several years of research.
If they give up the Russian Khanate and take only important assets, the silver dragon clan will be able to aim for a chance to recover even though they may lose their immediate influence.
All the more because they were originally a horse-riding people who wandered the grasslands and snowfields.
Even from the point of view of the Seven Dragons, which can’t afford it, it would be better to clean up the loss like that.
In that sense, the alternative to Yekatrice was the best solution, even if it stemmed from an obsession with one’s own territory.
But…
“Even so, you shouldn’t treat Gulag’s prisoners so harshly. In that case, please increase the working hours of all citizens.”
“Distributing Gulag’s workload to the entire population?”
“Doesn’t the Great Khan know that it’s more efficient that way?”
“huh. Certainly, it is possible to endure for the time being if all citizens work for at least 8 hours and 12 hours at a time.”
No matter how much the number of prisoners in Gulag has increased since the last revolution, the number is not in the tens of millions.
On the other hand, the Russian Khanate has a population of 500 million.
In terms of production, there is no reason to overwork Gulag’s inmates until they die, even if they work just a few extra hours.
Seeing Yekathrice readily agreeing.
Bachemensky was relieved.
“That’s why we have to quickly turn Gulag into a living hell.”
“…?!”
And it hardened.
what kind of nonsense is this
Bachemensky, whose eyes were filled with amazement and disbelief, soon contorted his face.
“I can’t believe the reason you, Daekan, are trying to increase Gulag’s workload by taking medicine…”
“I can’t believe it.”
Yekathrice smiled.
That it wouldn’t do much to roll Gulag’s prisoners to death.
There’s no way she doesn’t know that she’s a genius.
Nevertheless, the reason for such an outrageous plan was clear.
“You know, brother, right? That the people of my country are lazy.”
“….”
“But can the children who consider working for only 4 hours a day to be harsh, can endure working for more than 8 hours a day?”
“….”
“Or will there be another revolution?”
he tried to answer
Talk about the crisis of Bahamut.
If you explain that it is for the country.
And if you promise to distribute enough labor points, the people will be willing to give up the labor.
But in the end, Bachemensky couldn’t say that.
Because I knew.
No matter how persuasive the government is.
whatever price you offer.
Instead of cooperating, the people would rather start a revolution, seeing this as an opportunity to overthrow the dictator’s regime.
Because the Russian Khanate was a country of revolution.
“Do you know what will happen if a revolution breaks out in this situation?”
“…everything is over.”
“Yes, at least this country is over.”
At the point of revolution, Bahamut will completely lose its competitiveness in LW products.
Yekathrice and the silver dragon clan will give up the country.
The people of the Russian Khanate will gain freedom through revolution, but in return, they will be swept away by harsher waves than the northern winds of Siberia.
It would be better if the World Federation even occupied the Russian Khanate.
But will the World Federation, which is also busy fighting the Seven Dragons, pay attention to Russia, which has already collapsed?
Even if occupied, how long will it take to restore the social system and how many people will die?
Bachemensky dared not even guess.
I could only be sure.
Russia will face the worst situation since the days of the Soviet Union, which was oppressed by the past, and maybe billions of victims will come out.
“So you’re saying you’re going to suppress the people with fear? Gulag’s inmates as an example… or as a scapegoat?”
So, to the question of Bachemensky, who hardened his face.
Catherine did not answer.
He just curled his red lips.
“You know what’s interesting about humans?”
“…”
“That means that no matter how painful it is, if there is someone less fortunate than you, you will be relieved and satisfied with the present.”
“….”
“Because he is better than those ‘dropouts’, he thinks he is not the worst yet.”
When the prisoners of the Gulag die working 20 hours a day while soaked in drugs.
People wouldn’t even dare to start a revolution for fear of being captured by the Gulag.
You will work harder.
No, even if it wasn’t, he would make it that way.
Watching Catherine speak with a mischievous smile, Bachemensky gritted his teeth.
“That is wrong.”
“Yes, admit it.”
“…You mean you’re going to do it even though you know it’s wrong?”
“Isn’t it natural? After all, there is no right or wrong in politics.”
Is it right to force unfair trade on other countries to protect their own economies?
Is it wrong to send young people to a brutal battlefield to keep their loyalty to their allies?
There is no answer.
A country that only needs to do the right thing exists only in the ideal of a good nation, a moral company, and an affluent environment.
No, because it cannot exist even in such an ideal.
“You know very well what the result of trying to do the ‘right thing’ was, right?”
Because I had an ideal.
made a revolution.
Seeing only the blood of the innocent.
In the end, mocking the revolutionary government that even brought down the Demon God.
Catherine giggled.
“That’s why my sister didn’t get involved in politics for over hundreds of years.”
“…”
“Because politics means that once you intervene, you will inevitably do the wrong thing.”
war to defend the country.
surrender to keep the peace.
Whether raising taxes for welfare.
Either cut taxes or ruin welfare.
whether to protect the human rights of criminals.
whether the law takes precedence over human rights.
whether to protect the environment.
whether to develop nature.
Politics is about choosing the lesser evil, not the worst.
That’s why Rin, who must make the right choice as the protector of mankind, did not intervene in state affairs and is still silent.
To Yekathrice, who speaks lightly.
Bachemensky asked in a subdued voice.
“…Are you saying that the Great Khan will get his hands dirty and stigmatized in order to protect the Russian Khanate?”
“No, I’m going to try everything I can to protect my toys.”
“…”
“I’m asking in that sense, but do you have any more suggestions?”
As always.
Looking at the single girl.
Bachemensky closed his eyes.
Yekathrice is a ruthless dictator.
He treats this country as nothing but a toy.
He was a lunatic who could risk the lives of millions without hesitation, and was actually going to do it now.
But Bachemensky couldn’t open his mouth any more.
No matter how cruel and ruthless it may be, the alternative to Catherine is a decision that can and must be made as a leader of a country.
alternatives to replace it.
The determination to take responsibility for hundreds of millions of people.
Because he was nothing more than a prisoner.
“Looks like there is no other way.”
As if I knew that.
Or it seems silly.
Contrary to her smiling face, Yekatrice, who was looking at Bachemensky with cold silver eyes, continued to speak cheerfully.
“I can’t help it. Then, of course, the Gulag kids…”
“Crazy princess.”
“Why sister?”
“Are you serious about hearing if you have a better opinion than yours?”
“Of course you’re serious?”
“Then I have a suggestion.”
That moment.
Yekathrice blinked.
No, it wasn’t just her.
From Bachemensky, who was silent, to Sir, who let out an interesting snort through the communicator.
Even Ainsha with a particularly expressionless face.
while everyone is watching.
Yekathrice asked Rin, who was alone with a calm expression.
“You want to get into politics? sister?”
“If there is only the lesser evil in politics, there may be the best in business, right?”
“…!”
“Why not?”
“Ha… ahahahaha! no, my sister is right. As long as it’s a business thing, it doesn’t matter.”
It was as if I had been hit in the back of the head.
Take a moment to open your eyes.
Soon Catherine laughed as if it were amusing.
Then he came closer to Rin and asked her excitedly, pushing her face.
“So what’s a better alternative?”
“Sorry, but I don’t know.”
“…?”
“There is someone else who might know.”
Leaving Yekathrice with a puzzled expression on her face.
Lynn looked away slightly.
“There’s something I’d like you to confirm, Grandma.”
[What do you mean by confirmation?]
“That’s…”
….
so calmly.
A few questions and answers came and went.
“How do you think it will be possible?”
[…Ah, do you know how absurd that is?]
To Sir, who lost his senses at the absurd question he had never heard even though he had lived a long life.
Lynn calmly pointed out.
“Isn’t it their specialty to do such outrageous things?”
[…]
“So the answer?”
[It’s not impossible… but at least it’s impossible for me alone. Ah, as you know, I have no ties to you anymore.]
“That’s enough. If that’s the case, the right person is right here.”
I guess it’s a coincidence
Or should I say inevitability?
Only one person in the entire world.
Rin calmly looked at the white-haired girl who had a solution to this difficulty.
“Stupid princess. You have to help the crazy princess.”
At Lin’s words.
On a toxic expressionless face.
With transparent sunken eyes.
Ekatriche, who is looking at herself with lean eyes, clinging closely to Rin.
At the end of looking at Rin, who calmly kept her seat without pushing her away.
Ainsha said.
“I don’t like it.”
