Civil Servant in a Romance Fantasy chapter 181

Dreamers Sprinkling Red Blood - 7

Dreamers Sprinkling Red Blood – 7

When the continents were created in the beginning, there was no high or low.

When humans were created on the continent, there were no servants or servants.

When the human empire was created, the first emperor was a commoner called the Red Blood.

That’s why red is the center of the world. Now, it is chaos led by variants, and the variant called blueum is nothing more than suppressing redness.

Someday, the red will rise up. The world will turn in the right direction.

– Sounds like the right time.

And the time has come to take that great step.

“Are you sure?”

– Yes, Captain.

There was a deep conviction in the resolute nod of the head. As if there is no back if not now.

Robin, a mid-level executive. An agent who had been infiltrating the academy for several years, a comrade who supports Comrade Eriko, who spreads the right thoughts.

If it’s what Comrade Robin said, that’s for sure. Comrade Robin, who has been cautious until now. He is also the one who has opposed the proposal of raiding the academy by other senior executives or mid-level executives.

– There are no big events after the class battle. You don’t have to focus your expenses anymore.

So the story is that the concentrated power is loosened and it becomes easy to infiltrate. It was a persuasive statement, so I listened quietly.

Of course, it’s relatively lax, but the academy security itself is tight. But wouldn’t it be important that it was smaller than usual?

It would be nice to have a complete gap in the academy’s security. However, if you wait for such a fluke, you will not be able to create a wave.

– And for the time being, I’ve been assigned to guard the front gate.

“As expected, Comrade Robin. That’s great.”

I smiled naturally at the encouraging news.

It was an unreasonable gamble to infiltrate Comrade Robin into the academy. It’s also sending an important executive to the enemy camp naked, and you can’t use comrade Robin’s brain during the infiltration period that doesn’t know when it will end.

But the gamble paid off. The road to the academy was open.

– We’ve also identified a good hiding route.

And comrade Robin, holding up the map, pointed out the route from our hideout to the west gate of the academy one by one.

‘Excellent.’

I was satisfied with the thorough preparation. Depending on the situation or scale, I have to give it a change, but it’s easy to work when it’s framed like this.

– It should be the final maintenance in this forest.

After explaining for a while, Comrade Robin pointed to the forest near the academy.

Definitely a good location. It’s just the right size, so it’s the perfect place for comrades to do maintenance or to attack the academy right away.

“Good job, comrade Robin. Thanks to you, comrade, we can get closer to the cause.”

– This is an overkill.

It was even more satisfying to see him humbly lowering his head.

Such comrades share ideals. This is the proof that we are walking the right path, and isn’t it the proof that Heaven has chosen us?

“Next time, I’ll try to see it myself, not the communication tool.”

– Yes, Captain. I’ll wait.

The next time you see it, you don’t have to look at it like this. I will go directly to the academy and personally praise Comrade Robin.

“Until the red waves wet the earth.”

I said my last goodbye before cutting off communication. A slogan that motivates comrades and reminds them of the cause.

– Until the red waves wet the earth.

Comrade Robin’s face turned red as if his heart was overflowing.

***

Guho is tacky. Who made that

“May the light of the Great Emperor be with you.”

In an instant, the official slogan of the empire came to mind. We are not in a position to tell others either.

“It’s over.”

Robin, who was holding the communication tool, opened his mouth cautiously. Her blushing face made her pretend not to see it. I would have been embarrassed if I said that slogan in front of other people.

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Nodding his head at Robin, who was full of embarrassment and nervousness, he blew away one round. Then, the face brightened quickly.

You must be quite nervous. I understand because that was the case.

‘Not everyone can be a double spy.’

Actually, not everyone can do simple spying, but not to mention double spying.

It’s difficult even as an ordinary spy, but it’s doubled. Twice the trouble, twice the burden. It is a double event that is not particularly enviable.

“It is said that the leader will come in person. And if the leader moves, the senior officers will join us unconditionally.”

“It’s a good opportunity.”

This is the best result. I wondered if I was going to go diving after throwing just one executive, but it is said that they come pouring down bravely.

‘Asshole.’

When you gamble, you’re the kind of guy who’ll go all-in. They say there is a paper difference between bravery and tenacity.

Still, from our point of view, anything matters. They hold down the leader and senior executives, and they don’t know what’s below them. The division commander and regimental commander are dead, so how many battalion commanders are left?

“I just need to wait.”

I turned my gaze to the map, and Robin quickly opened it and turned it toward me.

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Now that I think of him as someone who completely surrendered, I feel sorry for him. He’s good at turning his head and he’s a quick guy. If he had been a civil servant, he would have done well, but why did he press the first button?

“I’m going to die without even seeing the academy.”

“I guess so.”

While sympathy for Robin was rising, Section 1 chief, who looked at the map together, spoke as if humming.

I looked at the map, to be precise, at the forest Robin had last pointed to. If there is someone who can reach the academy through that forest, that would be amazing.

“If you have the ability to penetrate there, you should admit it.”

A forest without a name, and at the same time, a demonic landscape where ink clowns are stationed in real time.

If there is a guy in the woods who manages to break through the attack of the clowns and run away, we must admit it. It’s embarrassing to act like a traitor with that ability, but at least I’m willing to applaud him.

After that, I’ll chase you down and kill you.

“Let’s go.”

I patted the back of Section Chief 1 and moved on. To be honest, if it was Section 4, it would handle it well even if a red wave suddenly appeared, but wouldn’t it be reasonable to inform it in advance?

“Today too…?”

Then the head of section 1 looked at me with an expression of exhaustion.

“You can use the communication phrase.”

“Then I can’t give you something to eat.”

What are you talking about on the way to delivery anyway?

***

When I was the chief team leader of Department 4, not the vice-captain of Mukgwangdae, there was something the manager said.

“When good things happen, bad things happen, and when bad things happen, good things follow.”

That’s right. What the manager says is always right.

Through the war, or through congenital poverty, we lived a life that couldn’t get any worse than that. However, the manager took us away and gave us a new life. A classic example of covering bad things with good things.

But bad things come after good things. We were stripped of the name of Division 4 and transferred to the Ministry of Special Affairs. How terrible it is to be separated from the one who gave us a new life.

Still, I persevered. With the hope that something good will happen again. With the belief that I will be able to go back to the manager’s side.

…But why did I suddenly have this idea?

“Well, I brought it today.”

“Thank you, manager.”

I realized it when I saw the captain bowing his head to the manager in front of me.

Ah, it was because of that.

“It’s going to pile up again today.”

“It doesn’t fit that big.”

I inadvertently nodded at the conversation of the crew whispering next to me.

As soon as we started stationing in the forest, the manager came to visit us every day. It’s a very touching and grateful thing. Even though we should have treated it, the manager came with both hands full every time.

Yes, every time. Both hands. Chock.

“During your operation, you eat sloppily. Eat this at least.”

As the manager said, I tend to eat moderately during operations. It is unavoidable because if you are too full, it will interfere with your activities.

I ran too many operations and now news has become a habit, but how can I refuse the boss’s gift?

“That’s a lot.”

“If I eat sparingly, how many days will I eat it?”

“It’s what the manager gave you, so don’t leave anything behind.”

It’s only for a few days, but it’s a waste if it goes bad after leaving it. So that day, I ate more than my stomach capacity—

“Today.”

It wasn’t until the next day that I felt something was wrong.

Those who used to eat less barely ate all after opening their stomachs for one day. But the same amount came again.

“…….”

“…So what?”

A serious discussion arose over the piled up food. It is unreasonable to eat this much for two days in a row. Besides, if you look at the atmosphere, it seems like it will last for three or four days.

Leave that? How dare you neglect the manager’s gifts?

Then you say no? Some cheeky guy says that to the manager.

“Eat it.”

In the end, there was only one answer. Starting with the captain, I had to sit in one or two seats and choke on the overflowing love of the manager.

Like that, the next day—

“Everyone eats well. Isn’t it lacking?”

“No, that’s fine.”

The next day—

“It seems like it’s not enough, so I brought more today.”

“Thank you.”

I realized that our limit was four days.

“…Anyone else to eat?”

“The unit commander sets an example…”

Even the members who had eaten evil reached the point where they quietly looked away one by one.

Even the captain couldn’t say anything. The captain, who had been moving his hands without stopping, now chewed and swallowed as slowly as possible.

‘If there are good things, there are bad things…’

It’s nice to be able to help the manager. It’s so good. But this ordeal isn’t particularly good.

And Enen seemed to think that this was enough.

“I think I’ll be back soon.”

At that sound, the eyes of the crew all focused on the manager.

“It’s a group of people including the leader and senior executives, so we can handle them all. If possible, we’ll capture them alive.”

He added that it’s okay to kill him so don’t miss it, but to be honest, I didn’t hear that well.

A red wave is coming. Catch them and the mission is over. Then, unfortunately, I will be separated from the manager, but I can still get time to digest.

‘Guys like dogs.’

If you think about it, it’s because of them in the first place. Didn’t this happen because I was aiming for the place where the manager was?

Rage soars. I hate the traitors who made me go through trials that I didn’t have to go through. Perhaps other crew members feel the same way.

Catch them all and hand them over to Section 1. Bastards, let’s have a taste of inferno.

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