Solo Swordmaster

Chapter 413

#413. I know one thing.

“Director, please.”

“Sister Sasha, I am not a supervisor. I just took this job temporarily.”

“Anyway, you know how sick my child is, right? I can’t afford the hospital bills at the labor point alone.”

“What are you talking about? All hospital bills will be free.”

“That is a thing of the past. With the arrival of the revolutionary government, medical support was cut off, so now I have to pay for treatment.”

“Oh… there must have been a mistake from the upper level. I will make sure I can get medical assistance.”

“What year is it? I have to pay the hospital bill by tomorrow, so will the medical support fee be paid by then?”

“…it can’t be helped. Then, I will be considerate of the labor shop this time.”

“Thank you, Overseer!”

A revolutionary soldier who couldn’t see his mother begging for her child.

No, the Revolutionary Party of the Soviet Union gave generous labor points.

general case.

It would have been a joke.

If he had paid for the mother and son’s hospital bill with his own property, not with labor points.

However, he believed that the revolution was for the people, so he did not hesitate to give labor points, which were federal property.

The problem is that this didn’t stop there.

“Brother, give me a little more work shop. We don’t even know each other.”

“That’s against the rules…”

“Ah, are you going to keep doing this? I’m the lifesaver that saved my older brother when he almost got crushed by a container!”

“…can’t you tell anyone?”

A person who distributes labor points to close friends as if to patronize them.

The one who gave labor points to buy favor.

The one who sold the labor shop for a bribe.

Or, conversely, the one who maliciously cut the labor points of the other party with whom he was usually on bad terms, and so on.

Revolutionary party members who voluntarily gave labor points, which should have been given according to the original guidelines, appeared everywhere.

It was a natural result.

Original supervisors were elite.

It was a job that recruited only second-class citizens who had thoroughly learned the rules.

On top of that, I always had to supervise the overseer through okrana to stay transparent.

However, with Okrana, the entire inspection system disappeared, and those who had no education were put in based only on reputation and achievements.

There were bound to be problems everywhere.

Even so, the high-ranking members of the revolutionary government, including Sergei, failed to respond appropriately.

Of course, it is difficult to recognize the situation because the report is not properly reported.

This is because the revolutionary government was already pushing its limits just by restoring the collapsed finances and preparing for a war with the Russian army.

“I’m going to die of overwork first…”

His eyes narrowed.

A rough beard.

Even clothes full of wrinkles.

Bachemensky, who was working in his office looking like a crippled man, sighed.

From the outset, most of the members of the revolutionary government, which consisted of third-class citizens, lacked properly educated and high-quality personnel due to its nature.

Because of that, he, a first-class citizen, had no time to rest.

All the departments in all directions were entrusting him with the slightest difficulty.

‘It’s fortunate that Sister Elshar is here, but why am I miserable?’

no matter how genius

The white-haired girl neatly handled many times more work than this and left early.

Why is it that he has no sign of ending his work even though he has been living in the office for several days?

It took a while for me to sigh at the newly rising sense of qualifications.

Bachemensky suddenly felt regret.

‘I wish I had the Reno brothers too… I don’t know what they’re doing these days.’

When Elshar became an aide.

He offered Limon the position of senior overseer.

Although his career itself was short, he was a rare member of the Revolutionary Army, and he was a valuable talent in this country.

But Limon declined the offer.

Besides, after that, he stopped going to work and disappeared.

Bachemenski couldn’t help but wonder where Limon was and what he was doing.

‘…Perhaps he rejected my offer knowing that he would suffer like this.’

One more time to let out a sigh.

Bachemensky got up and put on his overcoat.

Not a day or two.

As I had already been up all night for several days, I wanted to go home and rest comfortably for today.

The revolution is important, but if I died suddenly from overwork, I would not be able to close my eyes even if I died because of the unfairness.

After a while.

he went home

Because he sold his car to add to the finances of the revolutionary government, he used public transportation.

The problem is that it was, after all, time off work.

“Ouch, don’t push!”

“Who just groped my ass!?”

“I will get off here!”

It’s been a while since I had to suffer on a bus full of the smell of sweat because of the density like bean sprouts.

In the end, even before he arrived home, Bachemensky hurriedly got off at the right stop and watched the bus going away with tired eyes.

“…let’s just walk away.”

trudge trudge.

If I can afford it, I will revolutionize this bus first.

Bachemensky, who had been walking with a firm resolve in his heart, suddenly looked around.

When the revolution broke out, it was in a festive mood, but now the joy of that time was invisible to passersby.

It was just a tired face.

‘As expected, the citizens seem to be burdened too.’

On the contrary, Bachemensky sighed at the atmosphere of the street, which was darker than before the revolution.

The amount of work and working hours have almost doubled compared to before in a cluttered city.

This atmosphere was natural.

But in the end, all of this is for the people.

It is difficult now because it is a transitional period, but when the political situation is stabilized, the people will be able to enjoy a happier life than before.

Admonishing himself, Bachemensky continued walking.

no i was going to

“Leave this…!”

“Don’t be so mean. Can we just talk for a minute?”

“You said no!”

“Hey, if you keep doing this, we can’t end the conversation.”

That is, until I saw several men grabbing a woman and wrangling.

It’s not even a dark alley.

Once in an indecent act in the middle of the street.

And Vachemensky, who was once again taken aback by the reaction of passers-by pretending not to see it, came to his senses only belatedly.

“Hey, what are you doing there right now!”

“huh?”

The men looked at Bachemensky, who had suddenly come between them and the woman, with a bewildered look.

And the tallest man among them had his face distorted in a grim manner.

“Hey, how dare you know who we are!”

“wait for a sec.”

The one who stopped the giant from swinging his fists was a man with a metal glove on his arm.

He narrowed his eyes and looked at Bachemensky.

“Aren’t you the Bachemansky brothers by any chance?”

“Do you know me?”

“Ha ha ha, of course you know. As a member of the Revolutionary Army, there’s no way you don’t know the Chief Secretary’s aides.”

“…the Revolutionary Army?”

“My name is Lev Borbitch. I served as the leader of the special operations unit in the Revolutionary Army, and now I am working for the Revolutionary Government in the Ministry of Public Security.”

“Special operation team…?”

Bachemensky groaned.

Because I realized why I hadn’t seen him.

A secret agent of the Revolutionary Army who specialized in assassinating key figures and destroying facilities.

It was rare to meet even him, as he worked directly under Sergei in the Revolutionary Army, a point organization.

“What is that person doing here?”

“It’s nothing. It was just a random inspection.”

“A surprise inspection?”

“These days, an incident in which key members of the revolutionary government were attacked took place, and we are looking for the culprit.”

“I haven’t heard of that.”

“Citizens can be anxious for nothing. There was an order from the chief secretary not to disclose it until the culprit was caught.”

“Teacher…”

Bachemensky groaned.

As long as Lev, a member of the special operations unit, mentioned Sergei’s name, this kind of inspection would have been tolerated.

“…even so, refrain from overdoing it. The Soviet Union was built for the people.”

“Haha, that’s right.”

I promise to make sure this doesn’t happen in the future.

After the promised Lev disappears with his subordinates, including the giant who glared at him until the end.

Bachemensky sighed.

I knew that there were many people who went through the special operations unit due to the nature of pregnant women, but I didn’t know it would be this brutal.

“Are you okay?”

“…”

“I’m sorry if you were offended. My brothers are overly motivated, excuse me…?”

Anyway, this is also the government’s mistake.

Bachemensky, who was apologizing to the woman in order to take responsibility, suddenly blurted out his words.

And I opened my eyes wide.

It was because the woman with her head down was strangely familiar.

“…Miss Ksenia?”

“You look well today too, Mr. Bachemensky.”

“In a place like this, what… or more than that, what is it like?”

Bachemensky was taken aback.

It wasn’t just the darkness around him that prevented him from recognizing his old co-worker, Kseniya, at a glance.

haggard face.

Weirdly tattered clothes.

Even the bandage wrapped around the arm.

It was because her appearance, more devastated than herself after staying up all night, was so different from before.

“Oh this? It’s because I worked diligently.”

“What do you mean?”

“It is the day of the revolution. I was passing by the Okrana headquarters on my way to work.”

“…!”

Bachemensky held his breath.

He realized that Ksenia was caught up in the chaos caused by the revolutionary army’s attack on the Russian government.

But her words weren’t over yet.

“Because of that, the country changed while I was in the hospital, and I was kicked out because I couldn’t pay the hospital bill.”

“What do you mean? In the first place, free medical treatment for supervisors…”

Vachemensky, who said aloud, closed his mouth.

Ksenia chuckled.

“I don’t know that the hospital bills have been paid, but you seem to know that all the supervisors have become unemployed.”

When the Central Supervisory Board blows up.

Only the high-ranking supervisors escaped.

The General Inspector General remained in Moscow.

It was because no matter how excellent the White Dragon clan was at running away, they couldn’t escape with over 100,000 supervisors.

It was also a decision made because the revolutionary government predicted that it would not retaliate harshly even to general supervisors.

The problem was their job.

Originally unwilling to maintain the labor quota system itself, the revolutionary government dismissed all supervisors.

And while the supervisors were temporarily restored to restart the factory, the revolutionary party members were given priority and the existing supervisors were thoroughly excluded.

Because most of the supervisors were pro-government factions, so I couldn’t trust them.

The citizens who usually cursed the supervisor as the dictator’s dog didn’t want that either.

As a result, all supervisors lost their jobs.

Including Ksenia.

“So I went around looking for a new job and this is what happened.”

“…Anyway, I think it would be best for you to leave today. I’ll take you home, so come with me.”

“I have no home.”

“yes?”

“My house was confiscated when I lost my job because it was prepared with a supervisor’s loan. That’s why I’m staying in a shared dormitory.”

“Isn’t that a public dormitory a place for those who are so incompetent that they couldn’t even get a labor assignment?”

“If I’m not a loser right now, what am I?”

It sounds like you heard a funny joke.

For a moment, look at Kseniya, who is smiling a lot, and make a complicated expression.

Bachemensky hesitated before opening his mouth.

“Miss Ksenia. If you don’t mind, I’ll reinstate you as supervisor. So, leave the shared accommodation and go to the hotel…”

“I don’t like it.”

“yes?”

“I said no.”

It seems that the laughter I had a while ago was a lie.

Take a moment to shoot him.

After closing and opening her eyes once, Ksenia smiled again and said,

“Can you take me to the common accommodation instead? I thought it would be reassuring if the high-ranking party member of the revolutionary government was a bodyguard.”

“…of course.”

Even as he escorted Ksenia away, Bachemensky could not open his mouth for a long time.

Whether as a high-ranking member of the Commonwealth.

Either as a member of the Revolutionary Army.

Whether as a former co-worker.

Because I didn’t know what to say to her.

So when he was almost at the common quarters and Ksenia opened his mouth again, he felt a kind of welcome.

At least for that moment.

“Actually, I got a job offer a while ago.”

“Did you mean that Brother Leff also offered to reinstate Supervisor?”

“It was not a supervisory position. Instead, it was a job to smile and pour a drink to a high-ranking member of the revolutionary government and receive a lot of money for volunteering.”

“…yes?”

“The Revolutionary Government is amazing. To introduce such a wonderful job even to a dropout like me.”

Bachemensky stood still, having heard such an absurd statement.

But Ksenia did not bother to look back at him.

He also stopped walking.

I was just talking softly.

“Mr. Vachemeski. I don’t know about anyone else, but at least I wasn’t ashamed of being a supervisor.”

Even though he was a third-class citizen, he studied hard, passed the supervisor’s exam, and obtained the qualification of a second-class citizen.

Bribery is categorically rejected.

Exercise some flexibility.

Fairly followed the rules.

No matter how hard I worked, I was never praised, even if I was criticized as a dictator’s dog.

At least, she rewarded those who worked hard and felt proud, thinking that was the meaning of being a supervisor.

“Is it a sin that I worked hard as a supervisor?”

“…that’s not it.”

“But the labor quota system is a bad law, and supervisors are a job that should be eliminated, right?”

“yes.”

“Nevertheless, the revolutionary government is maintaining the labor quota system now, and you are recommending that I be reinstated as supervisor.”

It’s because I don’t know what to say.

While Bachemensky is silent.

Ksenia then looked back at him.

“Unlike you, a first-class citizen, I’m a third-class citizen, so I don’t know about complicated things like politics.”

“…”

“But I do know one thing.”

a little bit sad

And with a little resignation.

she spoke quietly.

“The revolution you caused wasn’t for me, at least.”

Bachemensky wanted to speak.

The revolution is for all citizens of the Federation, and of course Ksenia is included.

However, he was unable to finally say that to the woman who lost all of her lifelong efforts, her job, and her life because of the revolution.

After escorting her to a shabby public lodging.

Walking alone on the street, Bachemensky could hardly open his hardened face.

‘It’s something I was determined to do.’

From the beginning of the revolution, it was known that there would be innocent victims. If the existing system is overturned, it

is also ‘necessary’

that those who have adapted to the system can become unhappy .

Still, a revolution was needed.

Because in order to give freedom and equality to the people of this country ruled by a dictator, a few sacrifices had to be made.

At least he believed it.

‘But…’

If the revolution ends successfully and society becomes stable, will all citizens really be happier than before?

For a moment, I felt my heart suffocate at the question that I could answer without hesitation just a moment ago.

Bachemensky sighed.

‘I guess I’ll have to tell the teacher what it’s like to appoint former supervisors to the government.’

Supervisors are all elite.

Appointing them will solve the current manpower shortage.

More than anything, there was something that bothered him.

“I’ll have to inspect the security department.”

How the hell is it going, that in the middle of the street, I can offer Ksenia to become a high-ranking party hostess or something.

The moment he muttered to himself, determined to find out and report it to Sergei.

Wow!

The stars are bouncing in front of my eyes.

The back of your head gets hot.

Bachemensky lost consciousness.