39 – A turbulent world (4)
It was a tragedy.
Mikhail Bismarck and his companions safely arrived at the airport and boarded a private plane to return to the Empire.
If it is natural, it is natural.
I saw the heads of state being turned into pieces of meat before my eyes.
As the situation was serious, all procedures had to be completed safely and quickly.
It was obvious that if the President was assassinated, the empire would fall into great chaos.
It was a moment when the seemingly peaceful summit was overshadowed by blood and the smell of gunpowder.
“What should I do now?”
“Let’s first issue a statement. We can express our regrets and, likewise, manage the existing anti-government forces more strongly.”
The President’s officials went on emergency duty from inside the plane.
Starting with a public statement to be implemented as soon as one arrives in the country, to the process of passing laws pending in the National Assembly.
Due to this terrorist attack, the number of things to be done has increased in an instant.
It was an unprecedented disaster that occurred after the war with the Titans.
At an event where all heads of state gathered together, two leaders were murdered.
I couldn’t even anticipate all the incidents that would result from that.
The Security Strategy Bureau was also in the same situation.
It was originally an intelligence agency directly under the President that handled domestic and international trends and information related to national security.
Three Security Bureau officials, including Director Werner Greim, are also the ones caught up in the incident.
Was it expected that terrorist attacks targeting leaders would occur based on overseas trends?
What will be the next step of the Republic of Bostania?
We have successfully curbed and controlled the revolutionary factions, including the Revolutionary Front, and the Imperialist faction within the military, but is there a chance that they will strike again?
Who are the people and forces behind the terrorist attack?
The Security Strategy Office began a comprehensive investigation into the incident in the Republic of Bostania.
All kinds of questions were asked without a single day off.
Not just within the military, but also to various national administrative organizations, including the police.
The Security Strategy Bureau reviewed and analyzed documents uploaded by the organization to visualize the domestic situation.
Another month passed like that.
The incident that occurred in Bostania was named the ‘Brooklyn November Disaster’, and the world was still in chaos.
Contrary to concerns, however, fortunately, the domestic situation of the empire was not greatly shaken.
This was because the President’s injuries were minor compared to other leaders who died or were seriously injured.
I was standing at the farthest distance from the location where the bomb exploded, and it was thanks to Svarog’s secretary, who happened to be standing next to me, naturally mitigating the impact of the explosion.
It was truly at a level where we could only say that it was a matter of heavenly luck.
“Therefore, our Security Bureau has determined that there are no signs that such a terrorist organization will commit a crime. “Most of them have already disintegrated, and the empire’s society is very stable.”
Lieutenant Dante Veiga reported in a clear voice.
“Also, the Republic of Bostania is currently suffering from measles due to riots and protests in each large city, including the capital. “Martial law was declared, but we also received intelligence that some martial law troops had joined the protesters.”
“For the Svarog Federation, ‘Bosolav Shoigu’, Chairman of the Supreme Council of the Federation, was elected as the next Secretary-General.”
“There has been no comment from Wales or the East, but it looks like they are also troubled in many ways.”
Of course it will be a headache.
Werner exhaled a puff of cigarette smoke and nodded.
“If there is anything unusual, please report it immediately.”
“Yes, I understand. Oh and… “His Excellency the President has requested a personal meeting.”
“I haven’t heard anything about it.”
“I also received this information just now. It would be better for the director to contact the administration directly….”
“Okay, thank you for telling me. “You can go.”
“Yes, please work hard.”
After finishing the report, Dante saluted and left the office.
This is Werner Grime, who returned straight to Forbidden Lake after returning home.
This was because he had to personally submit a report on his participation in the talks.
Furthermore, a catastrophe occurred in which the president of Bostania and the secretary-general of Svarog died at the same time.
Understanding and predicting the resulting impact was the biggest agenda for the Security Strategy Bureau.
But even before the report was completed, the President called.
No matter how much I thought about it, I could only get a very ominous feeling.
What kind of trick are you planning again?
Werner Grime crumpled the rest of his cigarette in the ashtray and immediately connected the power to the communicator.
[Call from the Lion’s Den]
The red LED hanging on the communication device was blinking.
It is urging.
Werner lightly adjusted his clothes and then connected the video communication.
Soon, the face of Chancellor Mikhail Bismarck appeared on the screen.
“How have you been, Director Werner?”
“Yes, we have just finished reviewing the report. “I think I can finish it and deliver it to you tomorrow.”
Werner spoke in a harder, more business-like voice than ever.
“As expected, it’s Director Werner. “I’m sure one thing will be done.”
“I just did what I had to do.”
“But… What should I do with this? “I have one more thing I need to personally ask of you—no, your Security Bureau.”
Then the Fuhrer’s eyes twinkled slightly.
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“Can you write just one plan? The contents of this conversation and plan must be treated as top secret. “So that only carefully selected people within the Safety Bureau can know.”
As expected.
Isn’t it too bad that it sucks?
“What are your plans for?”
However, the answer to the question posed was deeper, deeper, and more nauseating than Werner’s thoughts.
“War.”
“….”
“Let’s plan a war, Director.”
***
“Here’s the plan, Captain.”
“Thank you for your hard work, Leah.”
The officer, who had his hair neatly cut short, smiled brightly at Leah.
He was a fellow officer working in the intelligence department of the same regiment.
He thumped the documents Leah handed him, organized them, and put them in the drawer under his desk.
“Is it okay if I do the review tomorrow?”
“Ah, yes. Captain, are you leaving work now?”
“Yes, yes, I am leaving work early today. “I decided to have a drink with my friend.”
“Ah….”
He pointed to another officer loitering near the entrance.
He looked very stylish even in his military uniform, and when Leah Gilead looked at him, he approached with a loud voice.
“That… Would you like to go with the intelligence officer? It’s a new cocktail bar, and both the drinks and food are incredibly delicious….”
“Oh, I’ve been so busy lately. “I work overtime again today.”
It was an obvious statement.
I started looking into it a few weeks ago when I brought him an energy drink and said he seemed to be feeling low.
I was thinking of leaving it alone as long as it didn’t cross the line, but I wanted to be sure this time, so I firmly refused.
“Ah… ! Hey, you worked overtime. Ahahahaha, I’m sure you must be very busy. Well, then tomorrow is the weekend, how about it… ?”
“I have an appointment tomorrow with people from the fortress where I used to work.”
Anyone could see that it was an iron wall.
In the end, he was kicked out of the intelligence department as if being dragged out by his fellow officers.
“This bastard is even worse today. Well then, Lieutenant Leah, thank you for your hard work.”
“… No. “Captain, please have fun and then go back in.”
Soon, two men’s voices could be vaguely heard from across the hallway.
“Hey, dude… Why didn’t you tell me you were working overtime? “I should have bought an energy drink.”
“Hey, just give up now. Energy drinks didn’t have any effect. “Let’s stop bothering our lieutenant and find someone else?”
As expected, it was me.
Leah Gilead looked at the wide open door for a moment, then sighed and turned her head to her documents.
It’s already been a month since she regained her memories.
She was literally bedridden for a week after Akasha at the Grave Yard revealed fragments of all her memories.
Her whole body was feverish, and her mind was delirious.
If she ate something, she vomited.
She couldn’t even drink water.
It would not be surprising if he fainted immediately and was found dead.
If her regiment commander, Julia Anke, had not been horrified and had not nursed her, she might have ended up like that.
When a week passed like that.
Leah Gilead was only then able to stand up.
She was a member of the Graveyard.
She
She And she was also the lover of Ethan the Proud Lutheran.
She never remembered, but she couldn’t act like she used to in her yard when she got all those memories back.
During her illness, Leah Gilliard chose to humbly accept the fact.
Just thinking about it breaks her heart, even though she feels the pain of digging into a gaping hole in her heart.
Even though every time I call that name, it feels like my throat is choking, and every time I think of her face, it makes me want to strangle myself.
Because of that, she had to accept it even more.
They are nothing but a burden.
She made him cling to her personal feelings, and she gave him nothing but terrible memories of her.
I love you? Can’t live without it?
It is selfishness.
It is greed.
I remember Luther’s Ethan crying with tears.
I remember turning into a terrible titan and desperately pulling the trigger on myself as I screamed.
Luther Ethan has been burying everyone like that until now.
Furthermore, didn’t Luther’s Ethan finally achieve peace?
Titans are nowhere to be found.
The powerful enemy who had turned him into a ghost in countless regressions was finally defeated.
Coincidentally.
It was a victory he could only achieve after giving up on regaining his memories.
In the end, there was only one thing she could do.
Continuing the will of Luther Ethan.
All I could do was act as if I had forgotten him forever, as he wished.
The fact that he has been taking charge of all the work of the Information Department these days is part of that.
At least bad thoughts didn’t come to mind while I was working.
Just like now.
Luthers Ethan.
When I stopped working for a moment, that name came to mind again and again.
Maybe it was because I was supposed to meet the people of the Graveyard tomorrow.
But no matter what it was, it didn’t change that it was a feeling that came from an illusory longing that I couldn’t catch even if I stretched out my hand.
“Lu… Tus….”
Without realizing it, she looked beyond her window and chanted the name.
Winter was approaching.
She just endured.
Her breasts were completely frozen with holes in them.
A deep wound that cannot be filled with anything.
I tried to convince myself that everything was okay.
I was just walking along, following the steps of my lover who was silently walking ahead.