Red blood-splattering dreamer – 3
Life is being lived as Lafayette Baron, 2nd Section Chief of the Inspection Department by day, and Charles Steiner, assistant history teacher by night.
It wasn’t until the day I escaped the History Lab thanks to the manager that I realized something was strange. Originally, in this case, wouldn’t it be common practice to act as a disguise during the day and investigate at night?
‘Opposite.’
Surprisingly, a strange phenomenon unfolded, now rolling during the day and working as a disguise at night. Is this correct? I had never experienced anything like this while working as a member of Division 2.
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No matter how much I think about it. There are many nocturnal people, so even in the entertainment district where camouflage activities take place at night, there has never been an inquiry during the day.
“You can come back after dinner. You don’t have to come too early.”
“…Yes?”
Something Christina said a while ago.
It took her longer than expected to understand the words. Come back after dinner? Not even from work before dinner?
I wondered if it was a joke for the younger generation—but apart from the smiley face, the eyes and expression were serious without being playful. Say it’s not a joke.
‘Assistant teachers are substitutes.’
I still get dizzy thinking about that time. When others go to work, of course, they go to work, and when others leave, they burn even more.
Of course, imperial officials often lead such a life, but it comes with such wealth and honor. There is not enough time to enjoy that wealth and fame, but it comes at a price.
By the way, what is an assistant teacher like?
‘I picked the wrong one.’
I haven’t been there in a few days, but I’m sure. Teaching assistants are not suitable as disguised identities.
At least, it seems that the history teacher has taken care of the director, so he is free during the day. I realized that there are such terrible jobs out there.
…No, can this be called a job?
‘The darkness of academia is deep.’
It is questionable how many assistant teachers will die just to create one teacher.
“Mr. Charles.”
While I was contemplating whether to ban the disguise of an assistant teacher in the official activity guidelines for Lesson 2, I heard a low voice from behind.
“Ah, Mr. Eriko.”
I looked back while making a smile for work. A neatly dressed man, Eriko Trian, one of the academy faculty members.
A person I’ve been dating ever since I first met a few days ago. We haven’t met for a long time, so we can’t say we’re close, but we know each other moderately.
“It’s a coincidence. To see you here again.”
“Haha. That’s it.”
And if we meet by chance, we can have a conversation.
‘Crazy.’
He kept a smile on the outside and clicked his tongue on the inside. It is an existence that will never be associated with anything other than work. Rather, catch and kill it as soon as you see it.
What do I like about meeting a dull man on a regular basis? Accident? Where in the world is there a coincidence, everyone is aiming for contact.
Unfortunately, however, the man in front of me is someone I have to meet while pretending to be a coincidence. Because this is the goal of this operation.
‘Reaction bastard.’
The tip of the red wave.
I tried hard to suppress the instinctive feeling of disgust. If you show even the slightest negative emotions here, this reactionary molecule may disappear.
I still don’t understand. Why does a guy with a last name, even an academy faculty member, have such thoughts? Did a knife hit him in the head?
‘What do you know?’
Of course you don’t need to know. There is no need for a story about a baby who is about to die. Every traitor has their own story, but the majority of imperials are not interested in the meaningless story of a traitor.
“It’s lunchtime. Would you like to have a meal together?”
“Good.”
He smiled at the reactionary who nodded calmly.
***
What is blue blood and what is red blood.
In the past, when the first emperor established the Muno Empire, was there anyone who had blue blood from the beginning? There was no The Muno Empire is a great nation where those called red blood gathered and subjugated the blue blood of the time.
Were all the five first-class contributors who contributed to the founding of the Kfelofen Empire in the past blue-blooded? Not. Some of their ancestors, who ruled as dukes today, had red blood.
In the past, was there no contribution of red blood to the achievements of the proud ruling class with blue blood? No way. Their victories, their prosperity, all came from the sacrifice of red blood.
‘After all, everyone has to be red blood.’
In times of upheaval, heroes emerged from red blood instead of pooled blue blood. In the reign of blue blood, there was devotion of red blood. When blue blood goes up to its origin, red blood is sure to come out.
But why is it that blue blood still reigns, and red blood still bows its head?
‘Impossible.’
There is no natural superiority of blue blood to red blood. If so, in the history of the continent, blue blood families would forever be blue blood, and red blood would always be red blood.
When the red blood rose to the top, the continent faced a cataclysm. Therefore, the difference between blue and red should be eliminated. We must eliminate superiority and inferiority and stand on equal footing.
Even if the method is radical, by all means.
“The opportunity should be broader. Isn’t it a loss for the common people who make up the majority of the empire to just stay where they are?”
And those who agreed to more were spread out in secret.
Did you say Charles Starner? He’s a great young man Yes, it is the loss of the continent and humanity that the red blood that accounts for the majority is tied to an innate stigma and stays there.
It seems that we are still at the stage of being deceived by the hypocrisy of those called blue blood.
‘It shouldn’t simply be wide.’
Every opportunity should spread. We must not rely on the deceitful prey thrown by those who trample and reign over the red blood. We must win, and we must share.
However, it is encouraging to come to the conclusion that opportunities must be broad. Doesn’t it mean we have to question the current reality and change?
Such a young man can go far enough if he has a comrade to guide him on the right path.
“I agree with Mr. Charles. However, in order to overcome a stagnant society and the majority of poverty, it is difficult to be bound by the limits of the system.”
That comrade is what I ought to do.
“At the academy, everyone has their talents in full bloom. Eriko’s mission is to guide even one person to the right path.”
I remembered the words of a comrade who led me to the red waves.
Yes, my mission. Opening the eyes that have been closed since birth is the mission that must be accomplished by scattering my blood.
“Limits of the system, you mean?”
He nodded his head at Charles’ question as if wondering.
“That’s right. It is the system that created the current situation, so we have to get rid of the system to move forward into the future.”
Leaving the old system of status into a new era.
***
Reactionary molecules disappeared only after they uttered such passionate words that the viewers were fed up with them. I didn’t expect to fill the lunch hour.
“Your words were impressive, Mr. Eriko.”
“It was a good time for me.”
Looking down at the hand he shook hands with for the last time, he wiped it off with a handkerchief.
‘Asshole.’
I already knew it, but I just realized it again through a conversation. That’s sick right
How the smell of red wafts through every single thing you say. They talk about it with excitement because they act appropriately.
‘As always.’
Since ancient times, it has been difficult to find where the red waves are, but finding out who they are is simple once you know the location.
You can see his unique ideology in his words and actions, and he spits out when you poke him in moderation like just before. It’s so easy to find, but I wonder what the head of the former squadron is doing, who pushed it away village by village.
‘It’s nice to hear.’
If you properly filter Eriko’s words and listen to them, they’re pretty good. In the end, isn’t it a waste to neglect commoners just because they are commoners?
Empires know that, so they transfer talented commoners into the aristocratic class. Conversely, nobles who are judged to be worthless because they are too incompetent and corrupt are eliminated by family unit.
But is that not enough? Should we get rid of the distinction between blue blood and red blood?
“Sounds nonsense.”
I was dumbfounded and muttered. All equal positions, equal opportunities, equal rights must be implemented under the premise of having the ability to do so. However, if we blindly give rights to ordinary people who have not received proper education, will society be fine?
Well, if you had a head capable of thinking like that, you wouldn’t have been contaminated by these thoughts.
I laughed out loud when I heard the report from section 2.
“How can they not develop?”
– That’s right.
Leaving the old system and talking about a new era are the most unchanged. Those bastards, that’s a claim that they’ve been talking about for decades or hundreds of years.
Rather, the Empire is more active in change than the Red Wave. Since it was Kfellofen who destroyed Apels, who treated commoners like dogs, he needed to show a different side of himself.
So there is a free city, a mayor, a parliament, a commoner can become an aristocrat… Anyway.
– We’re looking for other spies, but at the moment it looks like there’s only one Eriko Trian.
“It’s fortunate. There are few crazy people in the empire.”
– I agree.
I laughed a lot at the 2nd section chief shuddering as if he was genuinely glad.
Perhaps it’s because I’ve encountered so many red waves, the second section extremely hates red waves even among the executives.
‘Hana.’
I stopped laughing and touched my chin. If section 2 says one, then one would be correct.
I’m so glad. Isn’t it proof that the percentage of normal people in the empire is overwhelmingly high?
‘Is it natural?’
The red wave had a lot of shoveling in proportion to its radical ideology and its long history. There was a time when a republic was established on the outskirts, but the blue blood only turned into self-proclaimed revolutionaries, and the treatment of commoners did not change.
It’s strange to see people still talking about republicanism.
“Good job. If anything happens, call me right away.”
– Okay.
I opened my mouth while recalling the history of the dynamic red waves.
What would I do if I remembered that I was an idiot? I’m going to catch them all and send them to the basement.
‘It will be over soon.’
Still, the most troublesome part of finding Prakchi was a success, so now you can rest in peace.