Regressor Instruction Manual

Chapter 289: Half-baked revolution (4)

Chapter 289: Half-baked revolution (4)

From then on, the flames of the revolution soared.

Hidden foreigners and troops poured out from underground, and flame magic burst out from all directions.

The Civil Revolutionary Corps put weapons in the imperial people’s hands and threw themselves into the flames alongside them.

When a large number of people gathered, the fear disappeared, and the erupting madness spread.

This revolution, which had started from the Empire’s capital, was being shown in real-time through each city’s magical holograms, excluding the provinces governed by sponsors.

Citizens from other cities were also running out into the streets with swords whilst shouting.

“Hayan, how is the situation?”

“I-I think all other cities are similar. It all went as you thought!”

Certainly, looking at the hologram managed by Max, a pleasant smile graced my lips.

When I saw the live broadcast screen, I had chills. It was a pity that I couldn’t comment.

‘Georgina, a small and medium-sized city, managed by Count Bush, who showed great performance with his dog pig speech.’

The foreigners were the Garrosh and Cash Clan of Lindel.

I knew that a guy named Gal Oh-sik with a big ax had decent skills, but seeing what he was showing now proved to be more than I imagined.

It was also a level that could be said to have a high level of incitement.

I didn’t think it would be bad to set up a meeting with him later.

-We are not dog pigs!

-Waahhhhhhhhh!

-We will be the master of the Empire!

-Stand up! Compatriots! Fight and Revolutionize!

-We are not dog pigs!! We will be the… master of the Empire!!

I certainly thought that no place would be more passionate about the revolution than here.

As much as it’s suppressed, the burst is big.

As I slowly turned my gaze toward the Vatican province, a beautiful scene was drawn once again.

Imridan, the demon hunter of the Illidari Guild, had chosen to lead the people.

With her class change’s influence, her eyes were spewing green energy, but it looked like it would be reassuring if she were on the same side.

-Dear comrades. We must hold onto our fate with our hands. We can’t avoid this forever!

-Waaaahhhh!

-Reinforcements arrived from Castle Rock Estate. The blood we shed today is not meaningless. It’s for a place to live for the Empire! In the capital, compatriots are already starting a rally. Victory is before our eyes! Let’s fight, everyone! Everything is ready. It is they who are not ready.

‘That woman is okay, too.’

In addition to that, the revolution was starting ways, in various provinces.

I had put the foreigners and honorary nobles since I thought that things with those facing off against the Republic needed to be sorted out immediately, and it seems to have worked.

Originally, the eastern part was composed of the supporting regions of Count Castle Rock, Duchess Catherine, and Count Elise.

It was natural to want this to be cleared out as quickly as the largest forces were together.

It seemed that another area was having a hard time, but it was not something I cared much about while I myself was in a safe place.

‘Cardinal Basel must’ve started the change…’

I thought it would be a successful regime change, as it attracted people from the Pope’s side, including the Director of Inquisition Helena and Archbishop Jessica.

Aside from Basel, another cardinal was also said to support Basel. Two out of three Templars were with us, so I was in an even better mood.

If Cardinal Basel became the Pope, my heart fluttered, thinking that I could also become the Honorary Cardinal.

‘Hyunsung must be doing well.’

It was still too early for the Republic to move.

I didn’t know how they were able to judge this case internally, but it took three more days just for them to bring in the troops.

‘Before that, the revolution will be over.’

There was no need to kill all the nobles’ troops.

All one needed was the throat of some nobles.

Soldiers who refused to draw swords to ordinary imperial people and those affected by the magic hologram scenes were all ready to betray the nobles who paid them salaries.

Troops of Charlotte, who didn’t want to sacrifice the imperial people, were also compelled to follow this side, so the revolution could be said to already be half-successful.

It seemed that it wouldn’t be bad to release one more video.

“Hayan, prepare Ahn Ki-mo.”

“I’m sorry? Ahn Ki-mo?”

“I’m going to shoot a video here and release it right away. I think I need a scene of a sublime sacrifice… I think that role will need the democratic fighter Ahm Ki-mo.”

“Ohh. Okay! Ahn Ki-mo! Ahn Ki-mo! O-oppa is calling.”

There should be at least one scene of sublime sacrifice in this kind of revolution. Lindel’s Ahn Ki-mo, who had always dreamed of becoming an actor since the Earth, looked at me with a nervous expression as if he has already heard about the situation. It was a screen debut that would spread across the continent. Originally, I wasn’t going to sacrifice him, but I had started to think that this would be better. Some of the imperial people might get scared if I sent out too many realistic scenes.

Their sacrifice should not be a terrible and desperate death, but a sublime, touching, cinematic death.

Who would like to see the guts and blood spilling?

“Please tell me when you are ready, Ahn Ki-mo.”

“Yes. Vice Guild Master. How do I… how should I move…”

“It is a scene where you’ll be wearing imperial armor and being hit by arrows. Of course, the arrows are fake, so you can rest assured. It would be nice to see the democratic fighter Argimo sacrifice to protect the girl who has joined the revolution. Oh. Ye-ri! Come here, too.”

“I said I don’t do this anymore. I want to go outside like uncle Deokgu. You said we should protect Oscar.”

“Let’s do it one last time since you did well the last time. You can do well this time, too. Both of you will roughly disguise yourself with magic and will enter at the cue sign in exactly 10 minutes. There is only one scene to be released anyway, so you don’t need to be so nervous.”

“Ah, yes. Okay, Vice Guild Master.”

“I really… don’t want to do it…”

“This is the last time. Really. I promise.”

“This is really the last time, okay?”

“Okay. Then, get ready. Don’t improvise too much. Jihye here will explain the script.”

“Okay.”

The scene was composed of one professional and one amateur, but they were ready in no time.

Several Blue guild staff appeared wearing the imperial soldier armor with a sour expression, and Ahn Ki-mo and Kim Ye-ri nodded, meaning they were ready.

Unlike what she said she didn’t want to do, Kim Ye-ri seemed to be looking forward to doing this.

‘She can’t be honest. This kid.’

As soon as the okay sign went off, the dynamic acting began.

Kim Ye-ri walked, struggling with a flag of the Civil Revolution Group larger than her own body. However, the longing for revolution in her eyes could not be hidden.

Her facial expression was the best part, and I was all trembling. Unlike with Park Deokgu, when she had acted all awkward, she was showing perfect concentration this time.

‘Did she practice?’

I couldn’t imagine Kim Ye-ri practicing her acting looking in the mirror, but it meant that she was a natural at this if she didn’t.

The voice burst out of Kim Ye-ri’s mouth after she swallowed her saliva once.

“For the sacred democracy! Fight! Revolutionize! Let’s fight together and win!”

The scene of her running around with a flag was truly a democratic fighter.

The extras that were put in were swinging their swords together, and in this narrow space, a wonderful production started.

The soldier with the bow aimed the cruel and mean arrow at the girl who yearned for democracy, and a flame burned in the eyes of Democracy Fighter Argimo.

‘Aaaahh!!!’

Argimo’s expressions of momentary agony are definitely immersive.

Argimo, which had been established as a symbol of revolution along with Bark Teoku, had mixed feelings about both the cause and the need to protect the girl.

“Die! You filthy traitor!!!”

One of the Blue guild employees improvised without my knowledge, but it wasn’t all that bad.

Argimo, our hero, trying to block the dirty arrow of the mean vested interest, flew toward the innocent girl.

“Haap!”

Chuck, chuck, chuck!

Several arrows stuck Ahn Ki-mo.

Ahn Ki-mo shook quite nicely. He didn’t make painful screams, nor did he cry for life.

Movie-like blood flowed from where the arrow had struck.

“Ah!”

The screen once again showed Argimo, and somehow the next arrow did not fly.

Something was indeed strange about that, but who could think of such a probability in this scene right now?

They would think that some foreigner who protruded from somewhere had overpowered them.

“Ahhhhhh!”

“I’m fine… I’m… fine.”

An urgent cry went out from both Kim Ye-ri and Argimo, who refused to let go of his democratization aspiration whilst dying.

His figure, forcibly raising his body while being hit by an arrow, was openly melodramatic. However, in a world like this, this kind of melodrama indeed worked.

“I have to get up. Yes. My comrades… are fighting, too.”

“Ah… I-I’m sorry. I’m sorry. I’ll…”

“A child… doesn’t have to fight.”

At this point, I felt like cringing, but considering that the public will accept this as a real situation, it was acceptable.

Still, Argimo staggered and could not stand up properly.

He dragged his body, stood firmly, holding his weapon, and eventually fell apart.

“The blood that I shed… is to make the imperial people… proud…” He mumbled. “With a burning thirst… With burning thirst… sacred democracy… hurray.”

The way he closed his eyes was indeed cool. Kim Ye-ri’s eyes were filled with tears.

However, she wiped away the tears and picked up the weapon the Democratic Fighter had. This made me cringe, but after some editing, it would be pretty acceptable.

With a flag in one hand and a sword in the other, she started to shout while looking at the castle.

“Cut!”

“… …”

“… …”

“Now. I really won’t do it anymore.”

“Our little actor Kim! Why are you so good at acting? It was really perfect. Ahn Ki-mo was also very cool. Max, send this out right now.”

“Yep!”

“You know. Put in moderate noise when you think there’s an awkward scene, you know what I mean, right?”

“Yep!”

Kim Ye-ri, with a strangely happy expression, and Ahn Ki-mo, who had made his successful debut, took off their disguises and got ready to support the foreigners once more.

In the meantime, the video they shot had begun to go through a bit of editing, and the fuel was added once again into the flames.

“Waaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!”

“Sacred Democracy! Hurray! Hurray!”

“Goddess Benigore is with you! Stand up and fight!”

“Do not let Argimo’s sacrifice be in vain!! Let’s stand up with the flag, people!”

A fight between those trying to head to the castle and those trying to stop them began.

When I saw Oscar fighting with the people under the protection of Bark Teoku, I couldn’t help but nod.

At this time, the appearance of a strong reinforcement was already enough to decorate a solid page of the history of the Empire.

“Let’s get ready to go.”

The time had come to smash the Emperor and Charlia’s back.