Solo Swordmaster

Chapter 414

#414. It’s just a crime.

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“You stupid bastard. I told you to stay calm, but you couldn’t stand it and had an accident.”

“But my brother will inspect us, but I can’t just put it.”

“Why did you follow me in the first place?”

“I thought I would teach you a little lesson since you were arrogantly arguing with my older brother.”

“…In that case, why not disguise it as an accidental death?”

“That’s why I didn’t kill him and brought him to his brother. Because I’m not good at that.

“I’m proud of you, you asshole.”

When he came to his senses, Bachemensky realized three things.

One is that you are tied up.

The two voices are familiar.

The third is that the back of the head hurts.

And with just a few of those things put together, he was able to understand the situation in no time.

“Keugh… What is this, Brother Lev?”

“Are you awake?”

A man with metal sleeves on both arms.

Lev Borbitch clicked his tongue.

Then he scratched his head and said.

“I’m sorry about this, Brother Bachemensky. It looks like my subordinate made a mistake.”

“Are you saying that you kidnapped someone by mistake?!”

“But what if that was true?”

“…”

“In that sense, Brother Bachemensky, would you like to pretend that nothing happened today? People can make mistakes in their lives, right?”

Take a moment to shoot Lep as he speaks with an apologetic expression.

Bachemensky sighed.

“great. Let me see you this time.”

“Haha, thank you for this. I will make sure to pay you this later.”

After hearing that answer, I laughed.

Lev suddenly erased the smile from his face.

“Did you know how to say… you idiot?”

Fuck!

“Ouch!”

“If you’re going to lie, do it right. As soon as I go back, I wrote it all over my face that I would try to fix it somehow. Did you think I would just let it go?”

After seeing Bachemensky rolling on the floor after being kicked by him, he made a sarcastic remark.

Lev said coldly.

“Hey, kill this bastard.”

“Can I just kill him?”

“If you can, kill me brutally. It makes it easier to cover it up.”

“Ah, are you thinking of putting a blanket on him?”

“okay. If one of my aides comes out, the secretary-general will think about taking it seriously.”

“He is also my brother. I’ll make the porridge, so leave it to me.”

A giant with a large hammer.

Lev withdrew with arms folded.

Even the other guys watching around with a smirk.

Looking at those who were only full of thoughts of killing themselves, Bachemensch gritted his teeth.

Of course, he is also a revolutionary.

I was always prepared to give my life.

But I never thought I would be killed like this by my brothers in the Revolutionary Army, not by Okrana.

Bachemensky, who was trembling in indescribable resentment, anger, and despair, finally shouted out.

“If you want to kill me, kill me! Instead, you guys will definitely pay the price someday!”

“Puhaha, if you can, try it. I’ll break your head before that.”

The giant laughed at his curse.

Then, after raising a hammer that easily exceeded a hundred kilograms, he slammed it down at Bachemensky.

No, I was trying to take it down.

…If only the head of the hammer hadn’t fallen off

.

“huh? What’s wrong with my hammer…?”

It wasn’t a cheap hammer with only a hammer head stuck in a tree, but why was the high-level item suddenly broken?

And why did Lev and the other men stare at him with their eyes wide open?

The bewildered giant soon hardened.

A hammer fell to the floor.

It was because it was discovered belatedly that it was hanging from the handle.

“Aaaaaagh! my wrist! my hand!”

Chow!

how neatly it was cut.

The giant sat down hugging his wrist, where blood began to spurt out only belatedly.

and a voice heard.

“I thought I’d watch it a little longer… but you guys can’t stand it for a few days and have accidents.”

“What kind of guy are you!”

“me? An unemployed passing by.”

It was only belatedly that the gray-haired young man responded to Lev’s shouts, ready to fight.

Bachemensky’s eyes widened at the sight of him alone and relaxed in the lively air around him.

“Brother Lee Reno?”

“Hey researcher hyung. Doesn’t that make sense?”

“How did you get here… or rather, is that what Brother Reno did?”

“I know you have a lot of questions, but let’s talk later.”

After shrugging.

Limon snapped his wrist.

Then, he pulled a few strands of thread that were so thin and sharp that they could not even be seen, and smiled coldly.

“Because now I have to kill these bastards first.”

“You cheeky bastard…!”

Lev gnashed his teeth.

But I didn’t move hastily.

He was wary of Limon’s power as he hadn’t seen him slash the whole wrist and hammer before.

“We are the security department of the revolutionary government! Do you know that fighting us means fighting the revolutionary government?”

“Isn’t that what you are saying after you arbitrarily captured and killed a high-ranking member of the revolutionary government?”

“This… is the party’s secret mission! There is no need for outsiders to intervene!”

“Should I intervene?”

you think

I’m stylish

Limon takes a step forward, revealing such a mindset with his whole body.

Seeing this, Lev realized that he couldn’t understand the language and finally shouted ferociously.

“Kill!”

And…

just one minute passed.

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“So.”

For a long time to be silent with a hard face.

Sergei opened his mouth in a voice that was particularly heavy than usual.

“Did you make them into porridge and bring them?”

“Rather than porridge, it was because the resistance was too strong during the suppression process…”

“The Bachemensky brothers.”

“…That’s right.”

Bachemensky finally hung his head helplessly.

No matter how much you look at the condition of Lev and his men in prison, it was closer to saying they didn’t hit the last blow while trying to kill them, let alone overpowering them.

It was for this reason that Sergei looked at Limon with heavy eyes.

“Isn’t it too much for the Reno brothers? In particular, some of them have reached the point where they have to live crippled for the rest of their lives unless they are high-level healers.”

“I’m sorry about that.”

On the subject of having his hands and feet completely cut off.

It’s like that’s how it is.

Sergei, who had been silent as he watched Limon answer so shamelessly, suddenly asked.

“Do you know that there are incidents of raids on important members of the revolutionary government these days?”

“…was that true?”

“That’s right. There are already dozens of victims, and among them, more than one or two are crippled.”

Bachemensky paused.

Sergei left him and looked at Limon with heavy sunken eyes.

“Do you have anything to do with this?”

“Well, I don’t know. I don’t remember cutting any Revolutionary Party members to pieces.”

Limon shrugged.

Then, looking at Sergei, who twitched between his brows, he slightly twisted his lips.

“There have been a few times I’ve taken care of scumbags who tried to rape, loot, or kill innocent citizens while impersonating officials of the revolutionary government.”

“What do you mean by that?”

“What you mean is the reality that is happening all over Moscow right now.”

“Nonsense! There can be no brothers in our revolutionary government who would do such a thing…!”

“Brother, did you forget that the kid who just tried to kill you is a member of the Revolutionary Army?”

“…!”

Bachemensky’s face hardened.

Lev and his colleagues belong to the Ministry of Public Security.

Those who guarded Moscow in place of the missing okrana did this nonchalantly.

It was only later that he realized that his brothers in the Revolutionary Army might have really committed crimes.

However, Sergei was not too surprised to hear that.

I just opened my mouth with a heavy face.

“It seems that some of the brothers have deviated.”

“I think it’s a bit much to call it part. It’s not something that can be passed off as a deviation.”

“It is as you say.”

After nodding slowly.

Sergei said quietly.

“My brothers’ mistakes are my mistakes. I will apologize for this.”

“It’s nothing to apologize to me for. Because I wasn’t the one who almost fell for it.”

“…It is rather me who should apologize. As a member of the revolutionary government, I am responsible for not preventing this situation.”

Limon with a sullen face.

Bachemensky with a dark expression.

Sergei shook his head at the two who refused to apologize for their respective reasons.

“No, the reason I apologize is not because I am sorry. It is because of a request from now on.”

“What are you asking for?”

Sergei slowly turned his head away from Vachemensky, who was puzzled by the unexpected words.

And said to Limon.

“Brother Reno, don’t do things like this on your own from now on.”

“…just to see whether people die or not?”

“A virtuous citizen should, of course, report it to the Ministry of Public Security. A brave citizen would go out of his way to save people. But…”

“But?”

“It is just a simple crime for a single citizen to arbitrarily judge a criminal.”

I will condone what has happened so far.

Instead, if something like this happens again in the future, Limon will be arrested as a criminal.

Watching him speak solemnly, Bachemensky widened his eyes.

“Teacher Brother Reno did the right thing!”

If it wasn’t for Limon, at least dozens or even hundreds of innocent people would have suffered.

So Limon’s actions in stopping the crimes of the revolutionaries were not wrong.

Bachemensky protested.

And Sergei nodded.

“I know too.”

“yes? Then why…?”

“Because what Brother Reno did may be personally right, but nationally wrong.”

I can’t seem to understand.

Sergei explained in a heavy voice to Vachemensky, who had a shocked expression.

“If an individual is allowed to define and judge sins at will, the law loses its meaning. And whoever has power becomes justice.”

“…so that if you punish a few criminals at will, you will condone many more.”

“Yes.”

with or without power.

Personal violence is unacceptable.

Because the act disregards the justice of everyone except the person concerned, regardless of whether it is right or wrong.

Above all, it violates the fundamental principle of equality in the Soviet Union.

“If you want to judge the guilty, come into the Ministry of Public Security. Then I will actively support you.”

Take a moment to look at Sergei, who excludes emotions and speaks thoroughly from a public standpoint.

Limon suddenly opened his mouth.

“It should be the country, not the individual, who administers justice… That’s a great statement, and I can relate to it to some extent.”

“You mean you accept my offer?”

“Before I answer that question, I want to ask you something.”

“What do you mean?”

It seemed like he would answer anything.

Looking at Sergei who asked calmly.

Limon deepened his golden eyes.

“What are you going to do with the revolutionaries who committed crimes?”

“Of course, internal regulations will be put in place to prevent such a thing from happening again, and punishment will be given according to the nature of the crime.”

If it’s obvious, the answer is obvious.

However, Limon, who read the subtle meaning contained in it, twisted his head.

“In other words, you’re going to bury it externally as if nothing happened?”

“…that’s right.”

“Mr. Seo? What do you mean by that?”

Unlike Bachemensky, who was taken aback by the unexpected statement, Limon was not surprised to hear it.

As if you had already predicted it.

Or maybe you’re used to it.

I was just asking a dumb question.

“Can’t you expose the secrets of the revolutionary government?”

“If people lose confidence in this situation, there will be more chaos in the Soviet Union.”

Externally, Russia is an enemy country.

Internally, there are financial and manpower shortages.

The current state of the Soviet Union is literally suffering from domestic and foreign exchange.

However, if the facts of the crimes of the revolutionary party members are known and even the trust of the people is lost, the federation itself will be shaken.

When Bachemensky groaned as he watched Sergei speak softly.

Limon, on the other hand, laughed.

“Well, is that really all there is?”

“…Are you saying that the teacher lied?”

“I’m not lying, but I don’t think I’ve told you all the reasons yet.”

“What else do you mean?”

What kind of guess is that?

Looking at Bachemensky asking indignantly, Limon said with a meaningful smile.

“For example, if we get rid of those bastards now, the revolutionary nobles will be at a disadvantage in the factional fight.”