Once back at his base, Victor summoned the assistant he acquired. He also purchased a blueprint of a weapon from his world, planning to start manufacturing M16s and selling them to other countries until the empire was compelled to negotiate. The blueprint cost him 250 WP, reducing his total to 3,867. Despite having a substantial amount of WPs, Victor decided to reserve them for emergencies.
Victor turned his attention to his new assistant, Olivia. With black shoulder-length hair, green eyes, and an apparent Asian appearance, she possessed a beautiful face and a perfect figure.
After a moment of admiring her beauty, Victor refocused. "Olivia, I want you to lead Warmonger Arms as I'll be away for a few months. But I won't send you there empty-handed. Here are the blueprints for the company's new project. I also need you to acquire a security company. Take this card; there's 1 million ¢. Use half for acquiring the security company and the other half for the new project. If it's not enough, call me using this phone. I'll probably be back by the time you finish these tasks," he said, handing her a phone, a suitcase filled with M16 blueprints and ammunition, and the card.
Olivia attentively listened to her boss and felt a surge of excitement. In her previous world, where she owned nearly every property, she had been idle with nothing to do. Suddenly, she found herself in a pitch-black space, where an unseen entity asked if she would choose to be the slave of a tyrant destined to rule over every existing universe. Initially reluctant, the prospect of building her own business empire from scratch convinced her to sign up. In the next moment, she found herself looking at a handsome young man with short black hair and piercing blue eyes. A profound sense of respect and loyalty towards him enveloped her.
Victor purchased 10 basic summoning tickets and summoned individuals. Equipping them with pistols, he assigned them as security forces for Olivia, considering her importance. Olivia and her security team departed the mansion in two black SUVs. Victor then called the company, notifying them that Olivia would act as the chairman in his absence. Regarding the security team, Victor instructed others to leave them undisturbed.
With his new summons and new pistols his WP dropped by 250 (5wp×10 Basic Summoning ticket / 10wp×10 Pistol / 5wp×20 Magazine for pistol). With one last mission in his mind Victor left the house with his remaining six revolutionaries and got inside the SUV. He wants the corporal's wife.
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Gatus / 12th street
Inside a two-story house, a woman sat on a couch, her gaze fixed on the TV broadcasting the usual news. While her eyes were on the screen, her mind wandered elsewhere. Thoughts of her husband consumed her, and with a gentle hand, she caressed her growing belly, contemplating the life inside. Despite receiving government support due to her husband's duty-related death, the prospect of raising the child alone weighed heavily on her. A lack of family support added to her worries. The echoes of the civil war had claimed her parents, leaving her isolated. Her husband's parents, elderly and unable to handle the responsibility of raising a child, offered limited assistance. Pregnancy hormones heightened her anxiety, creating a turbulent emotional landscape.
The rhythmic knock interrupted her thoughts, prompting her to open the door. A young man in military uniform stood before her, holding the Empire's flag with both hands. The striking red background bore the emblem of a crow, wings outstretched, adorned with a crown above it. Two branches at the bottom extended upwards. The flag, a potent symbol of authority and sacrifice, left her with a mix of emotions, memories of her husband's dedication to the Empire resurfacing.
Seeing him with uniform and flag on his hand she understood that he knew husband and that's why he showed up on her door. Smiling slightly she invited him inside. Young man walked inside respectfully and looked around. The house was simple but cozy. If Victor had a peaceful life with beautiful wife, this kind of house would be his. After finishing his thoughts he looked at the woman, she was beautiful middle-aged woman. She had decent figure.
After instructing him to sit on the couch, she walked toward the kitchen. Victor complied, taking a seat and observing his surroundings. His eyes fell upon pictures portraying the man he had taken hostage, currently undergoing torment at the hands of his men. Yet, these captured moments depicted a different narrative – a serene portrayal of a man and a woman deeply in love.
Victor felt touched but quickly dispelled his thoughts. He can't be weak, he can't be emotional. His goal is to conquer and rule.
The woman returned from the kitchen, holding a tray with a cup of black tea. Victor had tried black tea before; it was bitter, but with a bit of sugar, it became quite tasty.
Leaning forward, she offered him the tea. Victor took the cup respectfully, had a sip, and immediately regretted it. Without showing it on his face, he set down the cup, looked at her, and said "I came here as soon as I could. John was a good man, the best superior I had. He always took care of me and never neglected me."
Upon hearing what Victor said, the woman's eyes welled up with tears. Her husband wasn't someone universally loved. Due to his stubborn personality, she constantly faced issues with him. Daily arguments, clearing the table before finishing meals. Yet, they had overcome everything. Now, the arguments were replaced by concerns for their unborn child. Unfortunately, fate had a different plan for them.
The woman gathered herself and replied, "Thank you for your visit and kind words. My husband... he was the only thing I had. Now he's gone, but a part of him will always be with me. I hope to meet my child soon. I wish my husband were here to see our child."
Victor quickly formulated a plan, realizing that if the woman was pregnant, it would be even more advantageous. What father would risk both his wife and child for an empire that didn't care about them? He prepared to take action, intending to deceive the woman, escape with her, fly to the city of Taro, reunite her with her husband, and surprise them at their beautiful reunion moment.
Victor abruptly stood up, causing the woman to grow nervous. Alone in the house with the closest neighbor two minutes away, screaming would be futile. Victor walked towards the shelf, found a pencil on the table, and, picking up a notebook, began writing words that would shatter her world.
'HE IS ALIVE'
Seeing the message, the woman tilted her head slightly, and Victor signaled to keep quiet, pointing at his ears. Familiar with military movies from watching with her husband, she understood – there were bugs in her house. Victor continued writing, strategically diverting the conversation to mislead whoever might be eavesdropping.
Ten minutes later, Victor and the woman exited the house, got into the SUV, and drove towards his base.
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"We cannot allow them to dictate our actions. What have the royal family and their supporters, so-called democrats, done for us apart from filling their own pockets? Royalists have already initiated new attacks; just last night, a village was brutally massacred. It's time for us to shift from the shadows to action. Let's take to the streets, win generals to our side, bring businessmen into our fold, and, most importantly, garner full support from the people and workers." said a man smoking a cigar.
"Easy to criticize, but how will we achieve this? Your ideas are all utopian and fictional. Impossible to implement. Who would buy into such a concept? We need more time, more people, and most importantly, we need to make our ideas realistic," the man across said.
"We need more people, and we'll find them. I didn't publish the book for entertainment; I published it so people would read and get captivated by this idea. Slowly, with the feedback we receive, we'll make our entire ideology more realistic, and that's when we'll take the first step," replied the elderly man with glasses and white beard.
Unbeknownst to Victor, the ideology of communism was slowly taking shape. If Victor didn't act swiftly enough, he would not only find himself against democratic and royalist supporters but also against the clandestine organization forming communism.
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Victor continued chatting with John's wife during the journey, weaving lies to convince her. According to Victor, John and Matt survived the attack, but for a hidden reason he couldn't disclose, their survival was kept secret even from their families. Victor learned that John's wife's name was Alice during their conversation.
Now, at Victor's mansion, they sat in the living room, sipping coffee and conversing. Alice kept asking questions about John, expressing her desire to see him. Victor assured her they could fly to him at any time she wished. Overjoyed by Victor's response, Alice immediately wanted to see her husband.
So far, Victor's plan was proceeding smoothly. The remaining challenges involved sustaining the lies until they boarded the plane and ensuring Alice remained unaware of the true situation during the flight. If she sensed anything amiss before reaching Taro, the entire plan could unravel, and Victor might face arrest.
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10 Hours later
An airplane touched down at the international airport in Taro, carrying Victor and Alice. They disembarked and hailed a taxi. Following Victor's instructions, they journeyed along the described route. After about half an hour, Victor asked the taxi to stop, stating they had reached their destination. Once he paid the fare, the duo exited the vehicle. Currently, they stood by a deserted road, surrounded by wooded hills on both sides. Then Victor retrieved a gun from his inventory and placed it against her head.
Alice sensed the coldness from the muzzle of the gun. Turning her head slightly, she saw Victor, wearing a maniacal smile, looking at her.
Ten minutes later, Victor had returned to the wooded campsite area. The employees, upon noticing the arrival of their bosses, respectfully welcomed them. Soon after, they caught sight of the woman with a gun to her head. The group, expecting information from Victor, received no response because he had taken the woman to his own tent. He handcuffed her, stationed two guards by her side, and then proceeded towards the tent where John was located. In Victor's mind, there loomed a sinister plan for significant torture. He was fixated on learning the number of armored vehicles and personnel present at the Chalin base.