Red blood-splattered dreamer – 6
Is it a dream?
I was so perplexed that I even thought about that for a moment. Instinctively, my hand flinched to pinch my cheek, but I was able to endure it because I had eyes to see.
However, the man in front of me shrank even more and lowered his head.
‘What is this?’
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Normally, I would have told him to raise his head because it’s okay, and that it wasn’t necessary. Because when someone older than me is too intimidated, the Jang Yoo-yuseo deep in my heart wails.
Of course, it is a funeral will that is activated only for good elders. Those who are not good are not included.
“A red wave?”
Yes, the reaction molecule in front of me is an exception.
“Yes, yes. My name is Robin, the mid-level executive of the Red Wave.”
The way he bows his head even more, as if he’s showing off.
I tried to hold back the fact that I almost burst out laughing at that appearance. It’s ridiculous to hear it again.
‘A mid-level executive.’
Executive. Among them, if you are in the middle class, you belong to a high-ranking position even within the red wave. Excluding the one and only leader, and a handful of senior executives who assist the leader closest, he is the highest-ranking being.
In other words, he is a real republican reactionary. Is such a person willing to surrender?
‘Is this a deception?’
I even heard that kind of thought. A sudden visit to the accommodation by a stranger, a sudden declaration of conscience. It’s so out of the blue and positive that I doubt it.
I know my luck well. I can’t have this kind of luck. I wouldn’t know if the spy I found ran away, but the spy I didn’t even recognize came looking for me on its own.
‘It’s lame for deception.’
However, it is strange to call it a deception. These are things that are blinded by their beliefs and do not hesitate to commit suicide attacks. Things that have never had a history of surrendering.
But suddenly a middle-level executive surrendered? I am also full of doubts and doubts after being surrendered. Will deception work?
“Weightlifting is surrender.”
After organizing my thoughts for a while, I opened my mouth.
If you don’t know what you’re trying to do, just make them tell you. Whether it’s deception or sincerity, it doesn’t change the fact that this reactionary element entered my dorm on its own feet.
“Is there a place to return to those who disobeyed the Mandate of Heaven?”
Interrogation isn’t my specialty, but if you peek at it, something will come out.
The business card of the Inspection Department is the best for pressure.
***
“Is there a place to return to those who disobeyed the Mandate of Heaven?”
I felt my blood run dry at the words of the inspector general.
Simple, but deadly than anything else in the current situation. Declaration that we will not accept the surrender of traitors.
‘Damn it.’
The Empire is generous to those who surrender. If he admits his faults and falls into the arms of the emperor, he is willing to forgive them. That is the banner the Empire puts up.
But will that banner work in the current situation?
‘It depends on the will of the inspector general.’
Currently, the person in charge of the site is the head of the inspection department. So the Empire had no choice but to rely on the report of the Inspector General. It is said that whether the chief inspector accepts or kills the surrendered depends on how the chief inspector reports.
Even if you kill me here, if you report that ‘the weightlifter rebelled and was killed’, you have no choice but to say that the empire is like that. Unfortunately, it is only natural that the red wave refuses to surrender and dies.
Besides, that inspection department. It was always the Inspection Department that beat the red waves like a dog. Although the current manager has never been to subdue the red waves, after all, isn’t it the same inspection department? Even if there is a difference in degree, there will be hostility towards the red waves.
‘At least this is the better option.’
I want to bite my tongue at this crazy situation. Surrender with a high possibility of dying, this is the best option.
Still, this is better than running away and getting caught and dying, or staying still and getting your throat cut off. At least you have time to open your mouth. I have time to show all my cards.
‘My karma.’
She wouldn’t have gone through this if she hadn’t just joined this lunatic group in the first place.
“I sincerely regret my choice and wish to be loyal to Your Majesty.”
“Well, in words, everyone is a loyalist.”
It’s a boring answer, but it’s an expected one. I haven’t seen anything yet, so I can’t be persuaded.
“Of course, I have no intention of avoiding my sins with my tongue.”
It’s a lie. The tongue is full of thoughts of avoidance. You have to survive by selling all the things you know and sympathize with.
Fortunately, I have no record of causing any casualties. I was mostly working in the background or in a surveillance role.
“I was immature and foolish, and I was possessed by the words of the traitors, but I realized the right way belatedly.”
After that, I made fun of my mouth to the point of being really desperate. With the determination that if the words are cut off even a little, my throat will be cut as well.
I am a sinner, I was possessed for a while because I was an idiot and uneducated, I have never harmed a good imperial citizen, I have a lot of information because I am a mid-level executive, and so on.
“I’m more proud of the life I’ve spent as a guard at the academy rather than as an executive of the Red Wave.”
Sometimes I treated my past years like garbage and talked about it. It was actually trash.
And at those words, the inspector general’s eyes stood out.
***
A really wordy executive… What was his name, Robin? Anyway, I just listened to the words of the reactionary. He didn’t even stab him a few times, but he’s spitting it out on his own, so there’s nothing more to touch.
As expected, the business card titled Director of the Inspection Department worked very well, but at the same time it worked so well that it was a bit bittersweet. My notoriety is so great…
“I’m more proud of the life I’ve spent as a guard at the academy rather than as an executive of the Red Wave.”
And the words that popped out of my head cleared my mind.
‘This bastard.’
The guy who would have responded internally when the red wave destroyed the academy in the original work. It wasn’t Eriko or something, but this was the main one.
The position of a mid-level executive, the disguised identity of a security guard. Isn’t it perfect for creating a crisis for the main character?
‘It was dangerous.’
As my thoughts stretched to that point, relief and dizziness welled up at the same time. If this had happened, I would have been completely ruined.
This executive named Robin was holding her breath so that even the second section could not find her. If the spy thought she was the only guy named Eriko and was careless, she would have been hit with a decisive blow at the crucial timing.
‘The original was replaced.’
At this point, the state of the original academy is worrisome. Being targeted by the five groups brings tears to my eyes, but is the guard a republican spy? What the hell is that place
It seems that the more I serialized this, the more people whose hair fell off. Maybe the principal was also split. It’s unfortunate.
“Stop.”
She shook her head, interrupting Robin to say something more. She heard everything she needed, so that’s it.
But Robin’s complexion turned pale, probably thinking my reaction was a death sentence. Actually, before she heard about the expenses, she had a lot of thoughts on how to deal with them.
‘It’s a real surrender.’
I was confident. This is not a deception or anything like that, it’s the great escape of the executive who caught the rungak.
To f*ck us up, it’s more effective to keep your mouth shut and then strike the head than to fake surrender. If you gave up on that method and ran, you’d be surrendering.
I wonder why a guy who seems to have played a big role in the original work would suddenly surrender, but if you think about it that way, the five pillars collapsed with the splendid self-destruction of the hawks. Let’s see if this is the case.
“It’s late to realize you’re wrong, but it’s better than never realizing.”
Robin’s complexion brightened at my words. He is saying that he will admit everything he has sinned and repented of.
Yeah, it would have been nice if you hadn’t joined the red wave in the first place, but what about escaping on the way? Others shout republicanism until the moment they die and die.
“If your loyalty to the Emperor is sincere, follow me.”
“Ah, yes!”
Instead, I should do a final check.
Interrogation is not my specialty. It seems that Robin’s surrender is sincere, but isn’t it better to make it clear?
So I turned it over to an expert in the field.
“I don’t see the madness characteristic of the red waves. It seems that the surrender is sincere.”
Chief 2 turned on the light in his eyes when he heard that he had found another spy. It seemed that he had turned the top because he had gone out on his own but had not been able to find it.
As a counteraction, Section 2 even robbed Robin of his soul, and thanks to that, he was able to reconfirm that he was surrendering with sincerity and not another trick.
It was only then that I felt relieved. Cross-validation is required to complete the work.
“Wow, I didn’t know there was another one.”
Chief 1, who was watching the scene from the side, muttered something strange.
Actually, I’m also curious. It’s surprising that there are two red waves planted in the academy, and it’s even more surprising that section 2 missed it. He’s not the kind of kid who makes things sloppy.
“Aren’t there more?”
At the question, the second section chief nodded resolutely.
“No. This time I’m sure.”
Then, as he turned his gaze to Robin, Section 2’s eyes glared at him and Robin nodded vigorously.
“Yes! There really isn’t! It’s just me and Eriko in the academy!”
I almost turned my gaze away from that desperate look. I’m sure he didn’t shed a single drop of blood, so why did he look so desperate? I’m really curious…
“Unlike Eriko, he is a giant directly connected to the leadership.”
Like it or not, section 2 continued her words while glaring at Robin. Certainly not a giant. It’s the first time she’s been captured alive, even if she’s killed her executive in the first place.
“Enough to decipher the disinformation.”
It is encouraging that the only one captured alive—to be exact, the officer who surrendered was a mid-level officer. A person who is not in a position to receive unilateral instructions from the leadership, but at a level where two-way communication is possible.
So there is no need to wait endlessly for the red wave to come. As Section 2 said, the only thing to do is to solve the disinformation through Robin and lure it in.
“I can finish it now.”
The ink clown who will break the earthen pot if lured in is also on standby. Annoying and cumbersome work is over now.
“If you had found it first, it would have been over sooner.”
“Damn it.”
A corner of my heart warmed when I saw the trembling section 2. It’s been a long time since I’ve had a job to take care of section 2, so it’s nice.
It is an agenda that can be used for at least three months. You should also tell the conductor.