Do Your Own Revolution

#097

“Cease fire!”

With Andrei’s command, the smoke-filled central plaza slowly came into view.

Knights lay fallen, turned into cold corpses.

However, their number barely reached thirty.

The remains of the monsters that had attacked them.

The corpses of the knights that originally numbered three hundred.

No matter how many times they looked around, those remains were nowhere to be seen.

Where could they be?

Guruk- Guruk-

Black tentacles stretched toward the knights’ corpses.

Gripping the legs of the dead, they dragged them toward the center of the plaza, their teeth and eyes glinting.

“This is insane…!”

“Commander. What in the…?”

A pool made of black shadows.

The knights’ corpses slowly sinking into it.

Some Imperial Guards reflexively aimed their guns, but a hand suddenly shot out to stop them.

It was Eugene, the Special Magical Power Unit battalion commander.

“I will handle this monster. The Knight Order should stop Count Raikard’s knights who are entering from the outskirts.”

Though Buckenheim and Nachtval Knight Orders had been annihilated, there was another magic noble family participating in this battle.

The knights of House Raikard, who were controlling the outer perimeter and remaining territory residents.

They were under Kyle’s command.

“…”

After looking at Eugene for a moment, Andrei nodded.

It would be better if information about that monster didn’t spread too widely.

“Knight Order. Everyone move out.”

At their commander Andrei’s order, the knights lowered their guns and slowly moved away from the plaza.

“Thanks to you, this ended easily. Thank you.”

“I gave you the chance to kill magic nobles yourself. Consider this repayment.”

That monster.

And not asking about Irene, too.

After Andrei turned his back with those additional words, Eugene could finally see Irene’s condition.

“Ah… ah……”

“As expected, this isn’t normal.”

Black shadows writhing here and there, with tentacles wrapped around them.

And Irene sitting at the center with unfocused, dreamy eyes.

Kik! Kiiik-!

As Eugene approached, the squirming tentacles raised their edges as if protecting their master.

But Eugene paid them no mind and kept moving forward.

Chulpuk- Chulpuk-!

As he got closer to Irene, tentacles and slime clung to him from all directions.

Occasionally, teeth on the tentacles dug into his skin.

A small wound on his face.

Blood flowing from it.

As if smelling the blood, the tentacles that had been wary of Eugene slowly made way.

They seemed to recognize that the person approaching was Eugene.

“This is similar to back then.”

Eugene crouched down to meet Irene’s eyes and spoke.

“Remember? The basement of the Elcidore mansion. The day I told you it was snowing outside.”

“…Yes. I remember.”

Eugene spoke slowly, in a gentle voice.

Hearing that voice, focus gradually returned to Irene’s blank eyes.

“Eugene brought me a snowball and told me to look at it. It was my first time seeing and touching real snow. It was so cold.”

I was surprised when you put it straight in your mouth. Good thing I had prepared another one.

“You promised we’d make a snowman and have a snowball fight together.”

“You remember well.”

When Eugene said that, Irene spoke while recalling those memories.

Past memories. As she traced back those memories, Irene’s mind was becoming clearer.

Of course, that wasn’t all Eugene remembered.

A researcher who came in to experiment had stepped on the snowman Irene made, and that was the first time Irene went berserk.

Irene had broken out of the lab and was subdued after sacrificing five knights.

And Lupeon had been delighted to see that.

‘That crazy psycho bastard.’

But Irene, smiling with a faint expression, didn’t mention anything about that incident.

Did she not remember?

Or was it too trivial to be worth remembering?

Putting aside his brief doubts, Eugene slowly calmed Irene down.

“Let’s make one this winter too. We should have at least one year-end party and invite everyone around.”

“A party? What are we going to eat?”

“Suddenly talking about food? We were just talking about snow.”

“There’s this restaurant I went to with Mari, and their goose dish was really delicious. Let’s go there together later.”

“Sure. I haven’t had proper meat in a while.”

Meaningless everyday conversations. Casual small talk.

As they continued, Irene’s rampage gradually subsided.

‘It’s warm.’

Ordinary conversations with Eugene.

His touch felt through the tentacles.

This bond that couldn’t be felt from other beings.

The fairy of the ventilation shaft, irreplaceable by anything else.

Swish swish swish swish…

The tentacles wrapping Irene’s body slowly seeped back into her.

What remained was the body of a snow-white girl.

Seeing her clothes tattered from the aftermath of her rampage, Eugene wrapped Irene in his uniform coat.

“I’m sorry, Eugene.”

“For what?”

“I tried to copy what Eugene does, but I lost.”

After devouring two Knight Orders by herself, all she says is “I’m sorry.”

Feeling dizzy at the thought, Eugene patted Irene’s head.

“It’s okay. You must have been through a lot, you did well.”

“Hehe, I’m glad.”

With those words, Irene leaned her face against Eugene.

‘Yes. Really glad.’

Burrowing into Eugene’s arms, Irene recalled the battle with the knights just now.

‘Being just strong and fast isn’t enough.’

The five entities she created directly in the Great Rupture.

The knights who slaughtered them by working together.

Their systematic approach provided Irene with lots of information.

‘The key is to make lots of different children and have them protect each other’s backs.’

She thought.

A child with a hard body.

A child good at throwing snowballs.

A strong child.

A fast running child.

If she made lots and lots of different children, she could do so much more.

Like Eugene does, she could eat more.

And when that happens, then…

“Irene.”

In the middle of her thoughts running wild, Irene looked up at Eugene’s face as he held her.

“What are you thinking about?”

“…Nothing! Nothing at all!”

Seeing Eugene tilt his head, Irene smiled as if she couldn’t contain her joy.

Ah, I can’t wait.

Next time.

I think I can do even better than now.

***

“Failed? You say it failed?”

Inside the dark study of the Buckenheim mansion.

Upon receiving the report, Duke Buckenheim frowned and turned to look at the knight delivering the news.

“A-a Great Rupture appeared in the center of Pelgear territory, according to reports. The remnants of House Elcidore suddenly mutated into monsters…”

“So. You’re saying not a single one survived?”

Finding it difficult to even speak of such things, the words wouldn’t come easily.

But the terrified knight somehow managed to squeeze out his voice.

“Y-yes, that’s correct. The Imperial Guard Knight Order is directly confirming it, and when our investigation team arrived…”

“Intelligence Department had already finished the cleanup. Without leaving a single trace, neat and clean.”

“…”

Seeing the knight unable to continue speaking, the duke sighed and waved his hand to dismiss him.

Though anger rose to his head, taking it out on an uninvolved knight would be beneath him.

As the knight hurriedly left the office, the duke took several deep breaths to collect himself.

“A Great Rupture, this is absurd.”

No, strictly speaking, it wasn’t completely impossible.

Unlike the Emperor who prohibited monster research, magic nobles and the Republic had been studying monsters in their own ways for a long time.

They had obtained much data about their physical structure, habits, magical power usage patterns, and such knowledge had significantly helped in improving magic nobles’ magic imprints.

‘But despite all that long research, what we couldn’t figure out was the conditions for a Great Rupture’s occurrence.’

Countless studies were conducted to discover this, but neither magic nobles nor the Republic could figure it out.

Well, if anyone had discovered it, there wouldn’t be a war between the Empire and Republic like this.

They could just infiltrate the opposing side, open a Great Rupture, and everything would be over.

‘After long research, all we found out was that the probability increases with more monsters and denser contamination.’

100 monsters created by mutating knights.

That quantity would make it unsurprising for a Great Rupture to occur.

It made sense, but at the same time was suspicious.

If that were the case, why hadn’t a Great Rupture appeared on the eastern front where over a thousand monsters were rampaging?

Why specifically in Pelgear territory?

Are you saying a Great Rupture occurred at that exact moment when Eugene was cornered?

And Carlos and Zeplant, who witnessed the scene, sacrificed their lives to stop the Great Rupture?

What nonsense.

Though slaying monsters is a knight’s calling, Carlos wasn’t a fool.

He wouldn’t normally expend the entire Knight Order trying to subjugate monsters right in front of him.

‘Did the monsters’ strength exceed expectations?’

It was possible, but still hard to accept.

After all, monsters were like beasts rampaging without reason.

Unlike Republic forces or rebels, they didn’t use tactics.

‘Then… there’s only one conclusion.’

The real enemy wasn’t the monsters.

The Imperial Guard Knight Order, and Eugene.

They must have been the ones who attacked the Knight Order.

Having finished his thoughts, the duke immediately connected a magical power communication.

“I heard the news. The operation failed.”

– Yes. I just heard as well.

Such a brazen voice despite ruining the operation.

Though inwardly furious, hearing the voice suggested the other side felt similarly.

The chilling cold hidden beneath the voice tinged with laughter.

It seemed the rebel bastards weren’t in a comfortable position either.

“We lost a Knight Order and are now in a position where we must plead with Duke Nachtval. Having sent his heir to his death, I can already see what the duke will say.”

– Is the Round Table we worked so hard to gather falling apart?

“No. That won’t happen. However, the Nachtval side will use all sorts of schemes to seize control of the Round Table. They won’t destroy the joint front of the Round Table, but…”

– You mean they won’t readily provide knights like this time.

Neither the duke nor Randall had any intention of arguing and shifting blame to each other.

Rather than waste time on such unproductive matters, it would be far better to discuss the next measures.

While they were talking about future operations…

“Your Grace.”

The butler who had served him for many years approached and delivered a message.

“A letter has arrived from Duke Nachtval. He suggests attending together the memorial service for the two heirs who died stopping the monster invasion…”

“Hmm.”

It’s come as expected.

Thinking this, the duke clicked his tongue.

They were two houses competing for the first seat position among magic noble families from the start.

The operation that began at Buckenheim’s suggestion had failed spectacularly, so they would demand he take responsibility.

To have to bow his head to that snake-like fellow.

The mere thought filled him with disgust, but there was no choice.

“The final goal remains unchanged.”

At those words, Randall spoke with surprise from across the magical power communication.

– I’m surprised. Even though you lost your son, you still maintain cooperation with us.

“I chose him as heir because I liked his loyalty to the family. There are plenty of replacements.”

Cold words impossible to imagine from a father who lost his son.

After saying this, the duke spoke to Randall.

“As long as we share the common goal of the Emperor’s death, you rebels are useful chess pieces. There are too many valuable aspects to discard after one failure.”

– I’m honored you think so highly of us.

“So, prepare the next plan quickly. Schemes and strategies are the specialty of you Republic dogs, isn’t it?”

When the duke said this, recalling experiences from the past war, Randall ended the communication saying he would contact him soon.

“Huu…”

The duke sighed and looked at the Empire’s flag placed in one corner of the study.

To think things would become this complicated.

The Emperor sitting in the Imperial Palace.

Recalling that image, the duke growled lowly.

“Making such an ugly struggle when you’re about to die. How unsightly, Franz.”

The Emperor’s era in the Empire is ending anyway.

That throne he sits on will soon be mine.

“Prepare to depart for the capital.”

The duke rose from his seat and spoke to his butler.

“We must show proper respect for the funeral of a son who died a hero. And…”

The Emperor who ruined his plans.

And his blade, Eugene Lorentz.

“I should meet this Imperial dog myself and see what kind of person he is.”

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