The Regressor Only Protects Me [EN]: Chapter 57

#57 Guillotine (1)

1789. The French Revolution is known as a true bourgeois revolution where citizens overthrew the monarchy and aristocracy, but I think differently.

The French Revolution was merely a change in the class system among the three classes—citizens, merchants, and nobles (royalty)—centered around the merchants.

It is clear that the citizens were the main players in the French Revolution, but the biggest beneficiaries were ultimately the merchants.

Based on this, the bourgeoisie, that is, the merchant class, seized control of the state, created city councils, and rose to the top of society.

That has continued to this day, with entrepreneurs becoming the top predators in society.

In other words, the instigated citizens gained nothing.

The merchants who instigated them gained everything.

Based on this, one clear fact can be known.

If the lower class revolts and defeats the upper class, the biggest beneficiary is the middle class.

My current situation is exactly like this.

I am not on the side of the citizens or the police, but an ambiguous, bat-like existence.

And bats are the evils of society, causing all sorts of instigation and division by sticking here and there.

It was ‘I’ who caused the division, but the two forces began to fight each other as enemies.

“The police… killed a citizen-!!!!!!!”

“Killed a citizen!!! The police killed a citizen-!!!!!”

The first reaction is panic.

The fact that the police killed a citizen is terrifying in itself, so even though the citizen forces actually had greater power, they scattered.

The citizen crowd quickly dispersed.

They escaped from the police almost as if they were running away.

And the change began to happen faster than expected.

* * *

“What should we do? Huh? Manager. You should calm the citizens down…! Isn’t that why we made you a manager?”

The chief was flustered and asked me.

Until now, the chief must have thought he had perfectly tamed the ‘citizens,’ but his plan was shattered by me.

The chief paced around and chattered his teeth, revealing his anxiety without reservation.

The bat must flatter the birds when it goes to the birds.

I said to him.

“Discipline them severely. Don’t the police have enough power and qualifications?”

“Severely…? How?”

I paused for a moment and said.

“Execute them.”

“……”

It was quite direct.

Everyone here except the chief was surprised.

Officer Lee Cheong-chun was the same.

Officer Lee Cheong-chun raised his voice to me for the first time.

He strode towards me.

“Mr. Sion!!!! What nonsense are you talking about?!”

Thump!!

Officer Lee Cheong-chun grabbed my collar.

I stared at him without changing my expression.

“Are you kidding me…? The police… execute citizens? Hey, Kang Sion! Where did you learn to spout such nonsense? You…!”

Officer Lee Cheong-chun shook me while grabbing my collar.

My body swayed back and forth according to his grip.

“Po, po, police are…! To protect citizens…! That’s why they exist… Got it?”

I said to Officer Lee Cheong-chun, who was saying such things.

“How contradictory, Officer.”

I opened my mouth while being grabbed by the collar.

Looking up, staring straight into his eyes.

“Police station internal round 1. You guys committed ‘execution’ and ‘torture,’ but now you’re pretending to be righteous police officers?”

“What…?”

Lee Cheong-chun’s eyelids fluttered.

His two hands, gripping my collar, also shook wildly.

I saw it.

Basement 1, detention center.

Their secret space.

Their past that they wanted to hide remained there.

From the beginning, when I first came here, I felt only one thing.

The police station is full of contradictions.

The fact that they made me a manager was, after all, just an act of passing on responsibility. The righteous police of the old world were gone.

The system redefined the meaning of ‘justice.’

The system’s justice is ultimately survival.

The thoughts of the survivors become the sense of justice.

Like the current Police Chief Park Geon-woo.

And like the monarch of the Dong-an District’s number one power.

“I asked if you killed the other kings like that in the first round to survive together. And now you’re trying to deny it, Lee Cheong-chun. Officer.”

“No, it’s not. That was… that was unavoidable…!”

Lee Cheong-chun’s hands began to tremble.

At the same time, his voice trembled.

I drove the wedge in.

“Unavoidable… Is there anything in the world that is unavoidable? I inevitably killed someone. I inevitably raped someone. I inevitably drove drunk and ran over a pedestrian… It was unavoidable. It was a mistake. Please be lenient. Judge… Wasn’t that what the police hated the most?”

“……”

I grabbed his hand that was holding my collar and pulled it down.

Lee Cheong-chun’s hand had lost its strength.

So I could easily release it.

“Just do one thing, Officer. Are you… a police officer? Or just someone who wants to live?”

“I… I am… I am…”

Lee Cheong-chun was trembling and couldn’t speak easily.

At that moment, the chief strode towards me and grabbed my shoulder.

The chief’s eyes were bloodshot.

He was sweating.

And the corners of his mouth were slightly raised.

The chief had a bizarre expression and said to me.

“Th, that’s right. What the manager says is right…! Is Sion a genius? Wahahahaha! Making you a manager is the best thing I’ve done this year…! That’s right. Sion…! Yes, from the old days, you raise a disobedient son of a bitch with a stick…! Ah, and I have the power of the edict…!”

I have lived a short life so far, but I will never encounter the chief’s bizarre expression again in the future.

It was that terrible.

‘…Monster bastard.’

The chief was crazy now.

I don’t know when it started.

Whether it was from the first round or after starting the second round.

The chief was not adapting to the changes easily and was handling things according to his emotions.

The reason for killing Gil In-ho and wasting unnecessary manpower by recklessly advancing into Dong-an District could be said to be the same.

But what is certain is that he is not in a state where he can make normal judgments.

At the same time, it was also a good state for me to exploit.

The chief trembled uneasily and looked around, then shouted at a police officer.

“Hey-!! Help the manager make a guillotine. Immediately.”

The police officer hesitated, reluctant to listen to the chief’s order.

And I stopped such a chief.

“No. Chief. There’s no need to use the police force unnecessarily.”

“Ma, Manager…?”

I couldn’t use the police force as my workers because what I said here shouldn’t leak out.

I smiled slightly and said to the chief.

“Chief. Imagine a rogue son of a bitch making the pot to boil himself to death. Wouldn’t that be fun in its own way?”

I will use the citizens to make the guillotine.

This will more effectively build up the citizens’ anger towards the police.

The chief’s mouth rounded at my words.

Soon he burst out laughing.

“Ah, ahaha…! Ah!!! Genius, genius, genius!!!! Puhahahahaha!!!! Is Sion really a genius?!! You’re really amazing! That’s right. That would be good! Hey! Proceed immediately! Ahahahahahaha!”

The chief began to laugh heartily.

I also smiled faintly after him.

* * *

The bat approaches the mammals again and pretends to be a mammal.

Standing on the side of the citizens again, I will further escalate the anger towards the police.

“Is that… really true…?”

The workers had excited expressions at my words.

I shook my head with a gloomy expression.

“The chief… is not in a state where he can think normally now. He’s crazy now. To have the citizens make the guillotine to execute the citizens themselves.”

“……”

“……”

Everyone was taking my words seriously.

That’s because the confrontation structure of the police station, which has recently started to change rapidly, was not easy for the workers to adapt to.

And the reason for leaking information to the workers is simple.

The workers are now a group representing the citizens inside the police station.

To compare it to modern times, an elite group that leads society.

If you can control the elite group, the ordinary people below will follow like sweet potato vines.

“What should we do… What on earth are we… Haa… Is it okay for the police to do this to the citizens?!”

“Damn… Damn… Damn!!!!”

They were greatly angered.

And like the chief, they were also heavily relying on me.

One by one, they raised their heads and looked at me.

“Manager. I will follow your will. Please tell us.”

“That’s right. Only the manager can overcome this difficulty, right…?”

“Manager…!”

“Manager!!”

Both the police and the citizens.

Everyone relied on me.

What this means is that both forces are rolling around inside my tongue.

And the workers here were different from the special forces I was directly operating.

The workers are literally the kind of people who take on other miscellaneous tasks for the force to function.

The special forces, centered on Choi Myung-joon, were tightly united and became my hands and feet, errand runners.

Choi Myung-joon united the special forces in his unique gangster way and swore allegiance to me.

Honestly, there was nothing better than a gangster to control the citizens who had no public power.

And only Jin Jae-hee, Choi Myung-joon, and the special forces knew about my original plan.

“Let’s have a war.”

I finally said to them.

It starts from this word.

My own.

By me.

Everything is a bloody revolution here to find my brother.

Everyone was surprised at my words.

But soon one by one began to nod.

As if they had been waiting for these words.

“They’re all going to die like that… This morning too… Mr. Kwon died from the police’s bat [police informant or collaborator].”

“They really see us as pigs and dogs.”

“I can’t stand it anymore. When I think about it… the police chief. That son of a bitch. He just gives orders without doing anything?”

“My friend is also in the suppression squad, and it’s like hard labor. They say they’re digging out their eyes until night to head to Dong-an District…!”

“I can’t live like this. I can’t live like this…!”

People’s words, words, words.

I kept picking up those words.

Good signs and good lines.

And they wanted to get an answer from me.

“Manager… what… what should we do? What should we do?”

The man with a bushy mustache and beard and one broken eyeglass lens in the front row asked me.

I quietly whispered to that man, no, to everyone.

“I have a plan. Would you like to hear it?”

Everyone smiled subtly after hearing my plan.

* * *

Ding-.

-Kuaaaaaaaaak!!!!!!!!!

Jingle-.

-Kaaaaaaaak!!!!

Tolong-.

-Kak!!!!!!! Kak!!!!!!!!

Deep night, a building alley in a remote part of Anyang First Avenue.

Sion was ringing the bell steadily on the chin of the ogre, whose whole body was tightly bound by Nepenthes [a genus of carnivorous plants, here used as restraints].

According to the bell, the baby ogre was also screaming.

The bell was none other than a door chime taken from the glass door of a nearby restaurant.

But Sion also had several other types of bells.

Bells with different sounds.

Sion rang the bells in a certain order, stopped, poked the ogre’s eyes, and waited for it to heal.

“……It’s starting to react.”

Jin Jae-hee, who was watching the scene, said with surprise.

Like her reaction, the baby ogre began to have ‘some movement’ in response to a certain bell sound.

The ogre’s instincts began to react to the bell sound.

It was not difficult to instill the bell sound.

Ding-.

When Sion rang bell number 1, the man stabbed the ogre’s eyeball with a knife at the signal.

He repeats this.

Later, even if only bell number 1 rings, the ogre reacts knowing it will be stabbed with a knife.

And one more thing.

The ogre’s body had a unique automatic reflex condition.

Like a human’s knee reflex, when faced with a certain action, the body automatically moves even without consciousness.

This was what Sion realized when he saw the palm of the ogre automatically pop out when he attacked its eyeballs without knowing anything when he entered their underground shopping district.

Ding-, Jingle-, Tolong-, Tturung-.

He trains the ogre through different bell sounds.

Bell number 2, bell number 3, bell number 4, up to bell number 5.

“It’s about time.”

Sion stood up and straightened his back.

The training process that had been going on for hours was finally paying off.

It had been 5 days since the ogre was captured.

Honestly, from Jin Jae-hee’s point of view, what was happening in front of her was really absurd.

Most humans can only think of two things when they encounter a monster.

Run away or hunt.

But Sion thought of taming such a monster.

To him, the ogre was just his war tool.

At that time, several people carried a few ice blocks and moved them onto the ogre’s torso.

“Manager… we brought them.”

What they brought on the cart were frozen human corpses.

Sion found them and heard the bell sound with the clearest tone.

“Let’s start.”

Chalang-, Chalangchalang.

It rang three times.

This was the bell sound of ‘reward.’

Then saliva gathered in the ogre’s mouth and dripped down its cheeks.

People carried two or three frozen corpses and headed towards the ogre’s mouth.

-Kaaaaaa…… Kaaaaaa…….

The ogre’s mouth was drooling.

The people who were watching it swallowed hard at the bizarreness, but soon began to shove the frozen corpses into the ogre’s mouth.

Like putting garbage in an incinerator.

One, two, three, four, five……

They fed the ogre.

The ogre’s uvula moved up and down steadily.

This was Sion’s carrot [incentive or reward].

Knowing that he would be fed if he heard this clear bell sound, the ogre quickly became docile.

This was also one of the training methods.

And that night.

Another unexpected incident occurred at the police station.

(To be continued in the next episode)