The Assassin and The Blind Saint
Arc 2 Chapter 3: Wings of Freedom
“Reden or die.”
The sharp gaze of the Chairman looks very cold like a person who has a grudge against the rebel.
I got off my horse and walked up to the leader and stood behind him waiting for orders.
“Redy? Do you know how many of us have died for this revolution? we have the right reason to do all this!?” the rebels are full of anger. ”You nobles who have never experienced the taste of hunger and hardships of life will never understand our suffering!”
Hearing those rebel words, the chief's expression began to change. His expression this time was more terrifying than before.
“Criminal is still criminal. You are the scum of the people who must be cleaned for the stability of the Empire.“ The chief was about to slash the rebel with his sword.
I then advanced toward the rebel with a fastener. He turned his body and pressed his head to the ground.
“Articles 10 verses 3. If the people have any complaints about the policies of the government, they can submit it to the People's Council and it will be discussed at the evaluation meeting in the central Government,” I explained while tying the two hands of the rebel and binding his severed legs so that the bleeding was not too severe.
“What People's Council? you mean those fucking rats!? They only care about their business! Fellow commoners, they do not even want to share food or lower food prices!”
Bamm!
I hit him on the head that knocked him unconscious and stopped fighting when I tied him up.
“You're a new kid huh? why are you moving without me commanding?”
I stood up and turned to face the Chief. Staring at him right towards his eyes that looked as if he was angry.
“Detention procedure number 4 about detention of prisoners, if the enemy has been disabled, if possible, immediately limit his movement with a fastener to make it easier for us to take him for interrogation,” I replied.
The chairman looked me sharply right at my eyes for a moment before turning around to leave this place.
I think I made a bad first impression with him.
Not long after, a horse carriage carrying rebel prisoners came here. The Patrol Guard of the Logistics department also came to clean up the mess caused by the rebels such as cleaning the road and returning the stolen armor.
“Alright, I think it's time to clean up and do a task report for today.”
I walked back to the base. People are still confused about what is going on here.
It is also the job of the logistics department public relations department to explain to the citizens of the city and make a report on these events to the joint Council.
It is a meeting between the House of Nobles and the Council of people who will discuss political and economic affairs in each region.
Upon arriving at the base, Senior Hans and several members were inspecting the equipment and weapons used by the rebels in the autopsy room. I decided to join them first.
“This weapon almost killed me earlier!” said Senior Hans.
“Ya... actually where did they get these strange equipment?” ask a member while checking a cable and a small tube attached to the device.
“Hey, didn't the new boy know something about these things?”
“Yes Senior, I think the objects are from the Republic of Anconia,” I said as I walked into the autopsy room.
They turned around surprised to hear my words.
“Hey Sirius! You ignored my orders earlier!” hans shouted furiously.
“Here, did you not see the action earlier? Kicking the horse guards, skating avoiding the shots and then managed to stop their horse carriage,” said one Senior named Rigel.
"Rigel was right Sirius, your actions were like the main characters in action novels that I often read," said Senior Kurt.
The two of them were the two members who stormed the rebels with me earlier.
Hearing Senior Rigel's words, I could only be speechless not knowing what to say.
“Back to the initial topic. If Sirius' words are true, then there have been many Republican spies who have infiltrated this city.”
“Well... It is not that it is common knowledge that the Alliance countries have poor relations with the Republic,”.
I looked in more detail at the tools the rebels used to hang between buildings.
What is this tube? If I can use it, maybe I can save the use of Long Jump magic.
“Is this bad if their spies start mushrooming in the city? they will certainly often supply the rebels with their strange objects,” Rigel said.
"Well, I think we should get permission first from the leadership to eradicate the spy. He was heading to His Majesty's residence to discuss this matter with him."
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Siselia, capital of Salisburg Duchy.
Two men and one woman were hanging in the center of Siselia City using the same tools as the rebels in Astria City.
“We must hurry! Our brothers-in-arms are facing fierce resistance in the Salisburg Duchy cash depository!” said the black-haired man, the chief of the rebels.
When they reached their destination, they saw several Royal witches standing on top of a building.
“We beat those witches!”
The witches fired fireball magic at the three rebels. About seven fireballs were pointed at them.
“Width!”
The man made agile maneuvers to avoid the fireballs. It was once seen that he was already highly trained using the strange tools he was using.
“Cannot be! What the fuck are they!”
Slassh!
The dorrr! Dorr!
His two colleagues shot with a Ludger making two witches have a hole in their heads.
“Sial! Backward!”
The witches began to jump from the buildings. They then landed with a magic and ran using acceleration magic.
“No I'll let you escape!”
The man then shot back firing his cables at the walls of the buildings.
“Sial! The speed of the thing he was wearing rivaled the acceleration magic!”
The three witches turned back and cast fireball magic onto the man who was chasing after him.
Seeing the three flames darting towards him, the man deftly performed a round motion by playing the momentum of the tool cable he was using.
The three fireballs he could easily avoid with his acrobatic movements.
“Cannot be!”
The man then landed and made a coprol move. He then cut off one of the magician's legs then darted leaping towards the rest of the two mages that were in front of him.
“…!”
A slash!
The man slashed the two witches' necks with his double sword. Both heads were seen floating and then falling to the ground.
The citizens who saw this became panicked and started screaming.
“Cih! Just seeing this you guys are scared like this. Does the comfort of life in the city make you that weak?”
Not long after, the two fellow men came up to him.
“We are back rushing to our destination!” The man's orders.
They moved back to the storage. After arriving, the rebels were seen fighting a fierce battle with the Patrol Guard.
The man then increased his speed by firing his cable into the back of the Guard Patrol building. He then darted towards the four Patrol Guards who were shocked at his arrival.
A slash!
The man swung his double sword slashing at the necks of those Guard Patrols quickly.
He then raised his hands and sword upwards to attract the attention of the rebels.
“Do not fear my brothers! We have a good reason to do this! Embolden yourself and remember we fought for our families!” the man shouted giving a mental boost to the rebels.
Hearing their chief's remark after killing the four Patrol Guards quickly, the rebels then began to believe themselves and fight the Guard Patrols more aggressively.
Shortly thereafter, aid from the rebels arrived making the battle in the storage building won by the Rebels.
They then rushed in and broke into the room where the tax money collected by the nobles of Salisburg Duchy.
“Woww! Look at that pile of money! If we have it, we might be able to meet the needs of our group for three years!” said the male colleague who served as a financial regulator of their group.
Some rebels even started taking the money.
“You stop!”
The rebels froze at the sound of their highly respected Captain.
“We will not take this money,” said their Captain flat.
“What do you mean Captain Leon!?”
The rebels were confused by their Captain.
“Do you know what people talk about all over the country about us?”
Hearing Leon's question, they began to look gloomy in expression.
“We are called rebels! We're on the trash stamp! The citizens of many who look at us with disdain and assume we are just criminals who steal their money to eat!” Leon spoke firmly.
Right enough. They often hear people talking badly about them. Partly because of the propaganda carried out by the Empire's intelligence department so that their group did not grow in popularity in the community.
“What is the initial purpose of us forming this group?” ask Leon to them.
The members of the Wings of Freedom formed their group with the initial goal of ending the government's oppression of the small people.
As a symbol of injustice resistance raises arbitrary taxes. The rich merchants who did not want to lower their food prices made the small people starve.
“People in the Empire consider us trash! Though we are fighting for them without asking for anything in return from them!” Leon's voice rattled the Wings of Freedom members.
Leon then advanced in front of the pile of coins and took a jerrycan brought by one of the rebels. He then spilled the oil in the jerrycan soaking a pile of coins in front of him. He then turned on a gas lighter he got from a Republican spy.
“Operation we did today it's not about money.” Leon then throws his gas match into the pile of coins. Embers of fire began to flare up illuminating the rather dark room.
“But to give a message to the people all over the country.”
With them burning the tax money that the Nobles collected. Leon hoped that the nobles and greedy merchants would know how to live with hardship like the rest of the little people. Who suffer from taxes and hunger because of high food prices.
