Shut up: You, Nymphomaniac Evil Sword

Chapter 172 - One Seven Two

In a small bar in an unknown town, two old timers were having a drink.

One of them, who was a black smith spoke to his friend.

" Did you hear it…"

The other person, who was an old barber, retorted " How can I not hear, the whole planet is talking about it… A revolution by the people."

The old blacksmith showed the gesture to keep quiet " shhh… don't speak that word, the government had ordered to arrest anyone that spoke that word…"

The barber gave a cold snort " What now we can't even speak a word, I don't know if that thing was a prophecy or not … but whatever it said about the current situation is true, we are nothing better than slaves and if this continue our children and children's children will also be nothing more than slaves… "

The old blacksmith had depressed face but stopped his friend from talking any further 

" That is enough, Ram . We are too weak and powerless, we can't offend the people in power… if someone hears what you're saying you will end up in trouble…"

The barber had a contorted face, while gulping his glass of rum in a single sip and then slammed the glass on the table.

" Old Botan, we have lived our whole life cowering in fear, are you afraid of death at your age when half your feet is already in the grave… hah… it is this fear, this fear that controls us and makes us  submissive slaves.

Only strength can relieve us of this fear, and like that slogan of the prophecy we might be weak alone but united we are much stronger and what more we have to lose, my friend other than these chains that bind our hands… haha.."

The old blacksmith seemed like he had gained a little courage from his friends words but he was still a little hesitant.

" But what about our family and children, the government severely punishes even the family of anyone that protests against them… and there are also the rebel forces under the king that are still fighting.."

The barber had a solemn face and looked calm " It is exactly for our families and children that we should stand up, we will not let children of our grandchildren's to suffer this evil… we have hoped all this time that the rebel forces led by the King would be able to do something, but nothing changed much… maybe it's time we stood up for ourselves"

All of a sudden the barman appeared before both of them, the black smith who was timid of the two had a little panicked expression.

The burly middle aged barman looked at both of the old timers with a serious scrutinizing expression as if he had heard every thing that they have discussed just now.

The blacksmith became more afraid, but before he could give an explanation.

Thud…

The barman put two glasses of fine whisky in front of both of them.

" You are right old man Ram, this is on the house.."

Then he turned away muttering something slowly, even though he was muttering it the blacksmith could clearly hear it.

"Ordinary men of the world Unite.

Unite and unite to become stronger, 

For you have nothing to lose but the chains that bind your hands.."

"Long live the Revolution…"

The blacksmith could only take a deep breath, while he heard his old friend also mutter " Long live the revolution.."

As if a viral infection that had spread fast, the old black smith also slowly muttered " Long live the revolution…"

This was not an isolated incident, throughout the planet similar incidents were happening all around.

There were also all kinds of arguments happening both against and for the revolution, arguments were going even inside the family between husband and wife related to the matter.

The most heated argument was among the younger generation, all kinds of debates started popping up among friends, coworkers and fellow students .

The whole planet was under turmoil and the storm started getting stronger and stronger as more time passed. 

Inside the presidential office by the parliamentary building. The grey eyed  Gabe was standing in front of the president, with a horrible expression as he wiped the sweat on his forehead every now and then.

The president kept looking at the files that were projected in front of him as a 3D projection. Gabe could see that the president's face was becoming more and more contorted as more he looked into the files before him, later his eyes were also becoming redder.

Then he slowly closed his eyes to calm down and asked the grey eyed middle aged man sitting in front of him.

" So we have completely failed to control the situation and the whole of the planet is debating about how to fight against the atrocities that we are conducting...hmph… And you don't have any clue on how this ancient technology just started playing this recorded message that has started all this ruckus…"

Gabe humbly replayed " Sir we have already recovered the ancient machinery that was tampered with. This was done meticulously by adding a new modern equipment to the ancient machinery that was already there.

We suspect that this was the doing of the rebels…."

The head of the alliance intelligence force was completely muted by the killing intent that had already enveloped him " you suspect…. You suspect… someone had planned something this big and executed it flawlessly and still you are suspecting that it might be rebels… you don't even have any concrete proof…"

After a pause the president continued in a much more colder tone "  Have you been sitting on the chair of the head of intelligence department for this long, has it made you complacent…. I will tell you this much, soon that person is going to contact me and I will have to point him towards some direction… I hope that you are not the one standing in that direction, I don't want someone whom I have personally promoted to die because of incompetence because it shows my incompetence….. So listen carefully Gabe, I don't care what you do or how you do, I want you to get to the root of this matter by tomorrow and completely block any news or forum or whatever that is related to this matter. I don't even want to hear a murmur regarding this…. Do you understand, if you do, then get lost…"

The head of intelligence had an ashen face as he humbly left the presidential office.

After pondering for a while , the president pressed a button on his table and his secretary, a beautiful blonde woman came in and bowed slightly.

" Call for a meeting of the seven family heads and notify them as urgent.."

...…. 

going back a little while.

As the hurricane was brewing the main culprit behind this whole event,  Dror was inside a forested area nearby the Hallmark town and fidgeting with his sky watch.

A special big piece of equipment which was a mix of the ancient equipment and modern equipment lay beside his leg.

But Dror was more focused on his Sky watch now as he was submitting different translated messages to one node after another.

He had also added many half translated messages along with the real translation from all kinds of fake id's.

  Soon this has also given rise to all kinds of rumors throughout the planet.

Some considered this as some kind of hoax, while some consider it to to be a genuine prophesy from an ancient sage of the past.

But it didn't matter what they believed, things started changing from that moment.

The people who were being continuously exploited for a very long time, who had lost most of their hope, found a glimmer again.

After all they were struggling hard in the darkness for a little light and when they saw a little light, it didn't matter anymore if it was an illusion or fake, the only thing in their heart was they saw something and this point in itself was a new seed of hope in them .

This is also exactly what Dror wanted, to plant that seed to begin  with .

He knew himself that this won't change them in one day to take arms and fight against the alliance government.

He needed to make them realize and make this little seed of hope grow slowly, for that he needed to water it and nurture it.

The Alliance government was a little late to act , in fact they were too late to act by the time they tried to block the nodes and forums, along with the spreading rumors, The damage had already been done.

Dror received a call in his sky watch at the same time, Dror had a smirk when he saw who was calling.

Taking the call he spoke in a casual tone " What's up Deputy Major, you know. I am  really busy right now with something really urgent…"

the person on the other side of the call gave a cold snort...