Solo Swordmaster

Chapter 411

#411. No way, it is.

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The Kremlin.

The most beautiful palace in Moscow, which has long been occupied only by the rulers of Russia.

The place, which was originally clean and without a single speck of dust, is now overturned into a mess and covered with dust and footprints.

but this moment.

Among the hundreds of thousands of people gathered in the square in front of the Kremlin, no one paid attention to that fact.

Their attention is only one.

It was because I was focused on the bear-like man standing on the podium in front of the Kremlin.

“…there was a long winter.”

Sergei Vladinov.

Leader of the Revolutionary Army.

“The harsh winter, when the ground was covered in cold snow and the flesh was cut by the knife-like wind, we had no choice but to crouch down and freeze us.”

neighbors.

brother.

trust your colleagues

Losing everything to their snitch.

Even though they are in a position where they cannot even show their faces due to the thorough oppression.

The one who constantly resisted the dictatorship of the Silver Dragon clan by making friends, teaching, trusting, and leading neighbors and brothers.

“But there were seeds that survived the harsh winter.”

Sergei closed his eyes.

The one who sacrificed himself to escape.

He went on a mission even though he knew he would fail.

The one who was captured by okrana and suddenly disappeared one day.

He connects his words by recalling the people he has met over the long years that are difficult to count.

“The courage to hope for freedom, the belief in equality, and the passion to regain our country above all else sustained us even in the winter.”

The moment I opened my closed eyes.

What is revealed is the shapely eyes.

“But winter is over.”

“Now is the time for flowers to bloom.”

“All of this was possible because of your will to save the country.”

“Therefore, with the qualifications given to you, I, Sergei Vladinov, dare to declare.”

Sergey held his breath for a moment.

Then, in a loud voice, he uttered the words he had been holding in his heart for so many years.

“There is no longer a Russian Khanate ruled by a dictator. There is only our country where all people enjoy freedom and equality.”

“Everyone please.”

“Our Soviet Union has been revived!”

The moment Sergei’s declaration resonated.

The audience who listened to his speech, holding their breath, raised their arms in unison and burst into loud shouts.

“Wowaaaa!!!”

“Long live the Soviets!”

“Long live Secretary Vladinov!”

“All power to the Soviets!”

That was the day Moscow was liberated from the dictator who ruled this cold land.

At the same time, it was the moment when the Soviet Union was revived from Moscow and Sergei Vladinov was reborn as the general secretary of the Soviet.

* * *

After Sergei’s declaration.

The streets became festive.

As if to commemorate the escape from the dictatorship, which always had to pay attention to labor points and suffer from harsh labor.

Tens of millions of Moscow citizens flocked outside, clinking glasses and singing songs with arms around their shoulders, praising the feats of the Revolutionary Army.

both men and women.

old people and children alike.

Workers, researchers, and workers.

The sight of people of all ages and occupations sharing joy together is truly peace itself.

It was truly a picture-perfect scene.

…if there wasn’t a white-haired girl in the middle of the picture, singing and waving a glass more excitedly than anyone else.

[That Punsu unnie is also really amazing…]

Yuna-kyung muttered softly.

No matter how disguised it is.

The person in charge is enjoying the most in this festival where he is happy to have ousted the dictator.

Even Yuna-kyung, who is not pushed by anyone to be shameless, was staggering.

No matter how you look at it, it’s more like that it’s not just a disguise, but it looks like you’re really enjoying it.

“The really great thing is the stupid princess. Because you made a big mistake.”

[That’s right…]

At Limon’s words, Yuna-kyung inadvertently shook her head.

It’s absurd that they promoted the revolution by unleashing Tiamat’s goods, but they ran away without even thinking about stopping the revolution.

As Yuna-kyung, she had no choice but to reflect on what she had thought of Ainsha as a troublemaker.

Because Ainsha wasn’t a troublemaker, he was the world’s best troublemaker.

[Well, I’m glad. Thanks to Sister White’s bouncing on her own, we can now avoid a disaster in which half of the Russian people die.]

But even a cow can catch a mouse by stepping backwards.

In that respect, Ainsha’s accident this time was positive.

At least, it was because the revolutionary army and the Russian army collided and the corpses piled up a mountain of disasters were avoided.

Yuna-kyung thought so.

Until I heard Limon’s strangely sullen answer.

“Well, we’ll have to wait and see.”

[…what else do you mean by that?]

“There’s no guarantee that half of the Russian people will die because of this revolution.”

Limon pointed out coolly.

Citizens of Moscow are about tens of millions.

Indeed, it was a number that exceeded the total population of most countries worthy of being the world’s largest industrial city.

But from Siberia to the Mongolian steppes.

Less than 10% of the 500 million population of the vast Russian Khanate.

Even if the revolution intensifies and the citizens of Moscow are exterminated, the number of victims will be far less.

It’s to the point where the prophecy of Ainsha and Shir comes true only when this revolution spreads all over Russia and such cataclysms happen in every city.

Although the scary thing was that Yekathrice could really be like that.

“If such a catastrophe would have happened because of this revolution, it is strange that it was passed so lightly.”

[However, there is a saying that a butterfly flaps its wings, right? The future may have changed drastically because of something the team leader did…]

“It could be.”

[Are you saying to worry now or to be relieved?]

“It means that it is better not to pay too much attention to the prophecy. Because those who know the future are governed by the future.”

[…?]

“…Do you think that investing in stocks after hearing rumors is just the right thing to disgrace?”

[Aha.]

Only then did Yuna-kyung understand.

I only believed in the broadcasts of prophecy players and invested all my money.

Because there were thousands of ants who threw all their fortunes like that, I saved many people who later jumped into the Han River when stocks plummeted.

Limon’s words made sense when he thought that even a prophecy player had been stabbed to death after earning a lot of money.

…just thinking about how good Ainsha, the world’s greatest prophet, can think right now.

“Above all, the revolution is not over yet. Even if it’s over, the real danger starts now.”

[What’s dangerous?]

“I told you. The revolution is a tree that feeds on blood.”

Burning silver dragon flags everywhere.

Eat, drink and talk to your heart’s content.

Watching the revolutionary army congratulate themselves on the bloodless revolution they had achieved, Limon continued quietly.

“And the true value of a tree is revealed not when it sprouts, but after it begins to spread its branches.”

[…?]

For some reason.

Yuna-kyung couldn’t help but blink at Limon’s words, which were more cold than usual.

* * *

On the day of the revolution.

The citizens of Moscow were all excited about the success of the revolution and were busy enjoying the festivities.

Same for the next day.

People immersed in the afterglow of the festival talked about how prosperous this country would become in the future and dreamed of a rosy future where they would live like first-class citizens.

Two days later they realized something was wrong.

It was when the excitement of the revolution subsided to some extent and the reality in front of us began to be seen.

“Are you not going to work?”

“Now that the dictator who forced us to work is gone, do we really have to go to work?”

“I still have to work. I went on a trip last month and spent a lot of money, so I don’t have many labor points left.”

“Oh, he nags his wife. All right, you can go.”

….

“Honey? Why did you leave work already?”

“The factory manager ran away and closed the door?”

“yes? Then how do you earn your labor points?”

“…I know?”

production order is lost or

Employees don’t go to work.

parts do not arrive.

The vehicle to be delivered does not come, etc.

Most of the tens of thousands of factories stopped or made mistakes due to all sorts of problems.

Moscow, where the majority of its citizens work in factories, is in a quandary.

But they soon found out.

The real problem is that it hasn’t even started yet.

“what? Are you not selling anything?”

“It’s not that I don’t sell it, it’s that it doesn’t count as labor points.”

“What kind of frozen dog pee licking sound is that?”

“All of the Central Supervisory Service ran away, so how do I get paid for the labor points? There are rumors that the Revolutionary Army will abolish labor centers.”

“Damn it, then what?”

“You have to pay in cash.”

“Say something that makes sense! How many people spend cash in Moscow!”

Citizens who were accustomed to spending labor points rather than cash fell into confusion.

In the beginning, labor points were guaranteed by the government.

But, of course, the government disappeared.

Because the newly established Soviet Union was negative about the labor point system, commerce was paralyzed.

In particular, the shock and fear caused by this situation were great for those who had been collecting money.

Still, it’s good if you have something to buy.

Because of this revolution, distribution with the outside world was cut off, and some items, such as food, began to become scarce even if they had cash.

A total mess indeed.

The situation in Mosksbah, which is getting more and more chaotic day by day, has gradually sunk the citizens into anxiety.

And in fact, the revolutionary army was also embarrassed by this situation.

“Sir, how did this happen?”

“…Now I’m the chief clerk.”

“Isn’t that important now? All of Moscow is in chaos right now, so why aren’t you implementing the stabilization plan?”

Bachemensky, who was frantically running around dealing with complaints coming in from all over the place, asked in bewilderment.

They did not casually declare the Soviet Union.

In particular, Sergei has been preparing for this day for a long time.

Although the chaos caused by the establishment of the revolutionary government could not be avoided, plans were made to minimize it.

But why are you letting go of the chaos?

Sergei, who looked at Bachemensky with heavy eyes asking why, opened his mouth after silence.

“I have no money.”

“…yes?”

“As you know, implementing the safety plan requires a lot of money. But right now we don’t have enough money to do it.”

“What do you mean? What about the budget of the Russian government?”

“That means the budget is gone.”

“It’s gone… is it? Where did the huge budget of the Russian Khanate go?”

Bachemensky was bewildered.

Called the factory of the world, the wealth of the Russian Khanate, which has sold all kinds of goods all over the world, is enormous, if not as great as the Seven Dragon Group.

It was nonsense that he ran away with all that budget in just a few days.

The answer to that question was a calm voice.

“Have you forgotten why we were in such a hurry to start the revolution?”

That moment.

Bachemensky’s eyes widened.

And asked with a face mixed with doubt and fear.

“Could that mean…?”

“No way.”

A white-haired girl who was appointed as an aide to Sergei in recognition of her achievements in cooperating with the revolution and her genius brain.

Yekathrice said as she put down the red-lined financial statements.

“It’s not that idiot… it seems like a mad dictator has spent all the money in the treasury playing art.”

There is no bread and no money in Moscow.

All that was left was the books and records that Ainsha bought with the national treasury, the band and celebrities he hired, and a huge pile of debt.

do you want to laugh

Or do you want to cry

Seeing the girl talking with a mysterious face as if she had seen a house robbed by a thief while on a trip, Bachemensky couldn’t help but open her mouth.