The meeting ended.
As everyone left, Kim Junhyuk, alone with Roman Dmitry, asked carefully, “Roman Dmitry-nim, I thought using the Great Disaster to our advantage was smart. If we could quickly fix things, even by breaking international law, we could help South Korea by stopping the rebellion from causing more damage. But why don’t you want help from the local governments to fight the main government? If we used their strength, Incheon could win the war easily.”
Roman Dmitry’s words seemed strange.
It didn’t make sense.
He was breaking international law to beat the main government, but he didn’t want help from local governments that could make the war easier.
It just didn’t add up.
If he wanted to end the war fast by breaking international law, he should use the local governments. But if he didn’t want them involved, why break international law in the first place?
Plus, the plan to rebel was exposed when they tried to get local governments to join.
Even though the Great Disaster gave them an advantage, they couldn’t surprise the enemy anymore.
Kim Junhyuk trusted Roman Dmitry.
He would die for him, but if he couldn’t understand something, he would say it was wrong.
More than anything, he was the mayor of Incheon.
He couldn’t ignore the things he didn’t understand.
Roman Dmitry asked, “What kind of future do you think I want?”
“I don’t know yet. With your power, Roman Dmitry-nim, you could have chosen something better than Incheon.”
“You’re right, Incheon wasn’t that important to me. I could have made a new world anywhere, even in a place with nothing. But I’ve made new friends in Incheon, and I want to create a new world here. Kim Junhyuk, I want to rule this world. I’ll start in Incheon and spread my power. I’ll make the whole world respect me, not just South Korea. To create the future I want, some things are necessary.”
Celestial Demon. Dmitry Emperor.
He had always ruled over others in both lives.
This new life would be the same, and that’s why Roman Dmitry was doing things his way.
“For my followers to stay loyal against the main government and the rest of the world, they need to have complete faith in me. They need to believe that Incheon, that I, Roman Dmitry, completely defeated the main government and took over South Korea. That’s what’s important. It’s normal to use the enemy’s weaknesses in war, but I want all the credit for this victory to be mine.”
Kim Junhyuk blinked, his eyes wide.
It was always like this with Roman Dmitry – one surprise after another.
Being near him felt like stepping into a world Kim Junhyuk couldn’t even imagine, a world far beyond his own.
What kind of life had he lived to talk so confidently about ruling? What kind of person was he to speak so easily about taking on the whole world?
Roman Dmitry was so powerful and distant that Kim Junhyuk couldn’t understand him. But he knew that Roman Dmitry always did what he said he would do.
He believed.
It wasn’t just strange, it was crazy.
Because Roman Dmitry was so strong, he wasn’t afraid to do things that others thought were impossible.
Roman Dmitry smiled.
He knew what people like Kim Junhyuk needed to hear.
“Don’t worry. What I say will happen soon.”
* * *
The first place they would attack was Hanam.
While getting the troops ready, Roman Dmitry only brought Park Minwoo, the Hundred Days Wizards, and the direct control unit.
Park Minwoo was there for teleportation magic.
The Hundred Days Wizards were to follow Park Minwoo.
The direct control unit was brought to show Incheon’s achievements.
Actually, Roman Dmitry could have easily taken Hanam by himself.
But he knew that as a foreigner, he needed Incheon’s help to rule the country.
It was a reason to justify his actions.
He needed to show how he had built a base in Incheon and overthrown the main government.
Just like Dmitry’s oldest son had slowly taken the throne starting from Cairo, Roman Dmitry wanted to create a reason for people to accept him.
He wanted to be seen as the new leader of South Korea with Incheon’s support, not as an invader.
A little ways away from Hanam, Roman Dmitry looked at the fortress walls.
He told the soldiers, who looked nervous, what the future would be like.
“There’s something you need to know before we start the war. I don’t see the enemy as human. If you meet them on the battlefield, you can assume that you’re allowed to kill each other. Don’t think about feelings. If you don’t kill the enemy, I will die. The main government was ready to do anything to destroy Incheon. We just haven’t killed each other yet, but the war has already begun.”
This was another reason why he didn’t want help from local governments.
This new world was different from his old lives.
Murim and the Salamander Continent were places where only the strongest survived, and killing was normal.
In his past lives, it was natural to kill enemies. But in this new world, things were different.
Even though people still remembered that killing was wrong from 20 years ago, they often judged killing more harshly than in his past lives.
Even the Red Moon group was like that.
They did terrible things, but people still wondered if it was right to kill them.
Roman Dmitry didn’t care what people thought.
The world had changed, and he needed to show people that the main government would be killed for their terrible actions.
If it was a peaceful world where killing wasn’t necessary, Roman Dmitry might have tried to change. But in this world where killing was common, he wasn’t going to be nice because of what people thought 20 years ago.
The main government had abandoned the people.
That was a terrible act, but people only cared about direct killings.
That’s why he didn’t call in local governments.
Rebellion is a fight between the same people.
Roman Dmitry couldn’t allow them to show mercy.
“I will show you how we deal with the enemy in this war. Whether it’s the main government or a powerful country. Anyone who opposes us in the future must be ready to die. If you think I’m cruel, you can leave me, even during the war. But if you want to be with me…”
He drew his sword.
He started walking towards the fortress walls.
* * *
On the fortress walls of Hanam, the guards looked around carefully.
Since the Great Disaster wasn’t completely over, they were watching for monsters that could appear at any time.
Then, one of the guards’ eyes widened.
“Look over there!”
“Huh?”
In the distance, they saw people coming closer.
If monsters attacked, they would fight at once. But these were humans. This made them slow to act.
Suddenly, the order from the Mayor of Hanam, Jung Mun-ho, came to mind.
He had said that the rebel forces gathered around Incheon might attack at any moment, and if they did, they were to be attacked and killed immediately.
However.
The number was too small.
There were very few people. It seemed too small to worry about. So, the guard did not rush when he moved.
“I’ll report it first.”
“Alright.”
That was a mistake.
The guard reached for his radio, ready to report the small group. But then, the sky above him rippled like disturbed water. A dark shape tore through the air, leaving a trail of shimmering distortion.
CRACK!
THWACK!
Before anyone could shout, the guard’s head snapped back violently, then flew off his shoulders, landing with a wet thud on the stone wall. Blood sprayed out like a fountain.
A collective gasp of horror went through the soldiers on the wall. They stared, frozen, at the headless body and the spreading pool of red.
They had just been told that humans had appeared by the guard, and before they could properly prepare for battle, they began to be unilaterally massacred.
There was no explanation, no warning.
The man who suddenly appeared swept mercilessly across the wall, and in an instant, hundreds of soldiers were killed.
“Kraaah!”
“St, stop him!”
Screams were heard from all directions.
The soldiers struggled.
They were furious at the sight of their comrades dying and rushed in, but it didn’t matter if it was an ambush or not. Soldiers were being killed. Their arms and legs were being ripped off.
Roman Dmitry showed no mercy.
Thanks to the teleport magic, the advantage of the wall was completely lost, and while Roman Dmitry was massacring the soldiers of Hanam, troops including the direct unit also reached the wall.
“Fly.”
They soared into the air.
Roman Dmitry had ordered only himself to be teleported.
He opened the way first, and only after some safety was secured did the troops, including the direct unit, arrive.
It was overwhelming.
Barely a hundred people.
They overwhelmed thousands of soldiers.
Blood spurted like a fountain wherever Roman Dmitry passed, and the wall, which had been neatly repaired after blocking the monsters’ attacks, was stained with blood.
It was a situation where they could not help but lose their will to fight.
The soldiers who initially tried to fight somehow began to flee, and some soldiers knelt down and begged for their lives.
“P, please save me!”
“Please!”
It was an irony of the battlefield.
People begging for their lives.
Did they not know this terrible situation?
They knew.
Jung Mun-ho announced the rebellion, and Hanam prepared for war with the rebel forces.
In fact, they tried to kill Roman Dmitry as soon as they found him, but their strength was insufficient, so they were in a situation where they had to beg for their lives.
If the situation were reversed. They would not have shown mercy to the rebel forces.
As a result, they were in a weak position, but they believed they would win, so they accepted Roman Dmitry as an enemy.
This war needed to show them the cost of their choice.
The choice to accept him as an enemy would never be resolved with foolish mercy.
As it was.
Flash!
He blew off the soldiers’ heads.
A little while ago.
Jung Mun-ho enjoyed a half-bath with a relaxed face.
It was a luxury that a powerful person could enjoy in the midst of chaos, and as he came out with such a clean face, he heard news like a bolt from the blue.
“It’s a disaster! The rebel forces have invaded! The walls have already been breached, and at this rate, it’s only a matter of time before Hanam falls!”
“You crazy bastard.”
His eyes widened.
An attack!
He had prepared for an attack by the rebel forces in advance, but he never expected them to attack at a time when the Great Disaster had not even ended.
Didn’t international law strictly prohibit human fighting for a month after the Great Disaster?
Even the central government was only planning to formally challenge and attack Incheon’s rebellion, but they never thought of moving rashly while violating international law.
It was bold.
The opponent is an S-class Hunter.
As the soldier said, it would be a matter of moments before Hanam collapsed.
Jung Mun-ho hurriedly contacted the central government and tried to get their help by informing them of the situation in Hanam.
[I’m sorry, but we can’t help you right now.]
“What on earth are you talking about! The rebel forces have attacked Hanam right now. At this rate, it is clear that Hanam will collapse, but are you saying that you will just watch the situation in Hanam?”
[Don’t you know? The principles of Korea. Since Seoul has not yet completely secured its safety, exceptions are not allowed to mobilize troops unnecessarily, no matter what happens outside of Seoul. Please hold on a little longer. We will send troops as quickly as possible as soon as Seoul’s safety is secured.]
The person in charge responded coldly.
In that moment.
Jung Young-min’s words came to mind.
“Keep in mind. Hanam is only the top priority among areas excluding Seoul. In the end, it will have no choice but to be pushed back by Seoul, and one day that fact will lead Hanam down the path of destruction.”
His heart sank.
Hanam trusted the central government and rejected the rebel forces’ proposal.
If the central government did not help, there was no way they could stop Incheon’s attack led by Roman Dmitry.
He felt dizzy. As Cha Young-min said, the fact that Hanam was the top priority was not that important.
The fact that it could only be a lower priority based on Seoul messed up his head.
[I will report the matter in Hanam to the President. I’ll hang up now.]
Click.
The communication was cut off.
Hope disappeared.
It was then.
Wham!
The door was smashed.
Through the wide-open space, Roman Dmitry, stained with blood, revealed himself.