Solo Swordmaster

Chapter 421

#421. ah, that’s cool

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Wow!

The moment I swung the dagger.

Warm fresh blood soaks the body.

Heat suddenly penetrates the cold skin, and it is a thrilling pleasure that is created by the temperature difference.

It infinitely resembles pain, but because of that, the more stimulating sensation makes you feel the illusion that your frozen heart is heating up.

‘It’s amazing.’

The most enjoyable thing is the eyes.

Soldiers who were confident as if they were justice when they had power.

But the moment they realized they weren’t hunters.

The sight of them completely forgetting about justice and thinking only of surviving in fear excited her.

‘Why is it more fun to dirty something clean?’

Well, maybe it’s a natural thing.

As if conquering the virgin peak.

Or like scribbling on a famous painting.

Or like a cat playing with a mouse.

It is the nature of living things to feel joy whenever something is soiled, damaged, or harassed.

In that sense, the girl who was faithful to her own nature respectfully dealt with the soldiers who looted the city one by one.

Make them realize they were wrong, regret their sins, and despair deeper.

in order to obtain a greater heat.

That’s why she deliberately continued for over 10 minutes in a fight that normally would have taken less than 10 seconds.

“Ugh.”

“Buy and save me.”

“Blood is blood…!”

But everything has an end.

Play gets boring someday.

I didn’t deliberately cut my neck, nor did I cut my limbs into pieces.

Seeing the soldiers already finished before the game even started, Yekatrice was disappointed.

Like these rotten fish eyes.

Because it wasn’t worth playing with.

“You did it pretty brilliantly.”

“That evaluation is too high, brother. I just looked after you in the most kind way possible.”

So it was.

The moment he saw a white-haired young man appearing behind him.

That is why Yekathrice smiled brightly again, as if she had felt regret at some point.

‘Ah, that’s cool.’

It is different from the ‘fake’ who believed and insisted that justice was what would benefit him only with the paper-like beliefs he had picked up from others.

The ‘real’ who acted according to the beliefs he had accumulated through seeing and experiencing, and proved it with his own life.

Even so, the golden eyes without any passion make the heart pound.

‘Does the other kids know? That the swordsman is such a man?’

You probably don’t know.

Bewitched by the achievements that have protected humanity.

Or just look at the actions that are revealed on the outside.

You must be under the illusion that he is just or merciful.

Rather, he did not know that this man never believed in justice and was more cold-hearted and cruel than anyone else.

But why?

Even though the eyes, which should be cloudy by nature, are cold, they are so clean that even looking at them makes me thirsty.

I want to dirty this man.

defeat that belief.

stained with desire and filth.

What if it breaks like you did?

Just imagining it makes my heart race and blush appears on my face.

But Yekathrice suppressed that desire.

Because he knew that no matter what he did, this man would never bend or cross the line.

…so it was harder to endure.

“What are you going to do now?”

“What? We must lead the soldiers to the revolutionary government and follow the party’s instructions.”

“Then you wouldn’t be able to get over it either?”

Limon pointed out coolly.

It would take several hours to get to this city from Moscow even by plane.

It was strange for anyone to see that Catherine arrived here not long after receiving a rescue request from Moscow.

Besides, what if it became known that he single-handedly overpowered a company-sized federal army?

Unless you’re an idiot, you’ll feel suspicious.

“Oh mistake! Come to think of it, I was hiding my identity, right?”

It seems that I realized it too late.

Ekathrice stuck out her tongue and banged her head.

“Brother, what do I do now? If you go to the revolutionary government, you might be executed.”

“Why are you asking me that?”

“uh? Aren’t you going to help?”

“You are responsible for what you did.”

“Wow, be merciless. This younger brother worked hard for his older brother, but is he giving up like this mercilessly?”

Limon only sneered at Yekathrice, who was saddened by it.

It only grumbles on the outside.

Because I knew that there were no real expectations in her eyes behind the glasses.

In fact, Yekathrice was not particularly disappointed by Limon’s neglect.

Of course he seemed to know that.

He smiled and turned his gaze towards the citizens.

“I can’t help it. My older brother won’t help, so I have no choice but to ask for help from others.”

a while after that.

The moment Catherine opened her mouth to the citizens who gathered in front of her to express her gratitude.

-The blue has begun.

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“Did you say that the rampaging troops in Ishim were subdued?”

“Fortunately, it seems that some players have been lucky enough to knock them out.”

“I see…”

When I first heard the report.

Sergey’s reaction was complicated.

Relief at the early suppression of looting.

On the other hand, the disappointing fact that the famous army was not enough and was even suppressed by the citizens.

In addition, various emotions were mixed, so it was impossible to be genuinely happy with this good news.

“Still, the worst was averted. Then send a replacement unit to take over the recruits of the soldiers and settle the situation.”

In any case, until then he could be comforted.

At least it was better than the slaughter of civilians by federal forces.

That is, until he saw Bachemensky looking at him with a puzzled expression.

“That teacher. That’s…”

“Looks like something’s wrong.”

“yes. The citizens of Ishim refused to hand over the captives.”

“….”

“And they are asking for autonomy, saying they can no longer trust our revolutionary government.”

“The right to self-government… How far do you mean?”

“They will delegate foreign affairs and defense to the revolutionary government, but instead, they will take care of internal affairs such as the economy, education, and security entirely.”

Sergei was silent.

If it was just the right to deny the stationing of federal troops, he would have been worried.

However, the autonomy that Ishim demanded was clearly outside the scope of authority that a single city could have.

Rather than a self-governing city or a self-governing city…

“Are you saying you want to establish a country?”

“Rather than that, it seems closer to creating a small local government.”

“But in reality, what they are asking for is autonomy at the federal level.”

“It must be because I was shocked by this incident.”

Bachemensky sighed.

No matter how accidental it was, there were murders and looting by the federal army, whose significance was to protect the people.

It was understandable that the citizens of Ishim made such a demand.

yes i understand that

“I’m sorry for what happened to them, but I can’t honor your request.”

“…Are you going to refuse too?”

“Yes.”

“Establishment of self-government happened in the past in the Soviet Union.”

“But even then, not a single town had ever established a local government.”

Sergei said heavily.

As a federal state, the Soviet Union was made up of many countries.

But what if it was the Free City Federation of the former Greek territory?

Recognizing the self-government of each city was difficult even for the federation, even under the banner of freedom and equality.

“Above all, our federation cannot afford to unite several governments right now.”

Especially now that they are at war and experiencing all sorts of problems, from depletion of assets to mismanagement.

It is difficult even if all the people unite.

No matter how disgraceful things happened and even if it was a small city… Or rather, that’s why the establishment of the local government could not be tolerated.

Knowing the circumstances, Bachemensky no longer asked for Sergei’s opinion.

Instead, he spoke calmly.

“Then I will go to Ishim.”

“…You mean you’re going to negotiate with them yourself?”

“I think it is necessary for at least a high-ranking party member to come forward to persuade those who are currently distrustful of the revolutionary government.”

When Bachemensky thinks.

The best fit for this mission was himself.

It was because there were few talented people who could negotiate calmly in the revolutionary government, which had many extremists or single-minded people.

But Sergey shook his head.

“That is unacceptable.”

“teacher?”

“It’s risky to send important resources like yourself to people who are so hostile to the government.”

“Isn’t it the duty of a high-ranking party member to take risks at a time like this?”

“Apart from that risk. You don’t know how long this negotiation will take right now, so what are you going to do with your business until then?”

“That’s…”

he groaned at Sergei’s point.

The current situation of the revolutionary government is that the manpower shortage is severe.

However, if a person who has been active in various fields like Bachemensky suddenly leaves, the administration, which is still a dog, will become a cat.

“How about asking Sister Elshar? She could fill my void.”

“No, that is too dangerous.”

“yes?”

“Sister Elshar…isn’t she taking care of a lot of work? It means that increasing the workload beyond this is not good in many ways.”

it’s dangerous

Bachemensky, who was taken aback by the too radical expression, reluctantly agreed to the words that followed.

If Elshar, who had genius work skills, collapsed from overwork, then the government’s functions might really stop.

“Then who are you going to send?”

“I’m thinking of reinforcing the unit I was originally going to send.”

“…Are you saying you’re going to give up the negotiations and start suppressing the military right away?”

“Negotiations will follow later. After securing the safety of the detained soldiers.”

If the citizens get excited, you can even execute them.

So, when Sergei said that he would take over the new recruits by force, Bachemensky put on a complicated expression.

It was because I read his intention to advance the negotiations in an advantageous way by withdrawing the soldiers in advance.

But I couldn’t object.

Because Sergei’s decision was the most efficient choice, at least for the chief secretary who manages the country.

If soldiers are really executed, morale will drop.

Above all, even though they violated the military law, it was an undeniable fact that they were also citizens to be protected by the Union.

“…if the armed conflict escalates or fails to contain it, the situation may become more difficult.”

“Don’t worry. I will mobilize the elite from the special operation team.”

Most of the Federation forces were ragtag, so even a civilian player would have been able to subdue a company if caught off guard.

However, the elite of the Special Work Corps are high-level players who faced Okrana during the Revolutionary Army.

It would be easy for them to save the soldiers.

Sergei was sure.

Bachemensky believed so too.

…that afternoon.

Until I heard an urgent report that the special operation unit that was quickly dispatched was detained along with battalion-level troops.

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“We believed.”

“I thought the Soviet Union was a country for freedom and equality and would become even greater in the future.”

“That’s why they forced us to work hard, took our children’s bread and milk, and stationed wild troops, but we accepted it.”

“Even in the tragedy of some soldiers, I tried to have a conversation with the revolutionary government.”

“This was an accident that was unintentional, and it was because I believed that the revolutionary government would grieve for the innocent sacrifice.”

“But what they sent us was an army.”

“The revolutionary government, which criticized the dictator who ruled the country through fear, tried to bury our sorrow with force.”

“The revolutionary government said they would give us freedom and equality, but in the end, it means that they only saw us as slaves.”

“Now we can’t put up with it any longer.”

“For our freedom.”

“For true equality.”

“And to defeat dictator-ruled Russia and make the Soviet Union really great.”

“It is time for all of us to stand up and fight!”

bang!

Immediately after the white-haired girl wearing glasses struck her fist.

Numerous citizens gathered in the square raised their fists in unison and shouted cheers.

“Waaaaa!!!”

“Long live Captain Elshar!”

As Limon sighed.

The New Revolutionary Army, a new force that would spread to dozens of cities in a matter of days and throw the Soviet Union into chaos, was born.