Do Your Own Revolution-Chapter 190
< Final Chapter-004. >
– An alert to all forces currently operating in the Imperial Capital.
The Supreme Commander has personally joined combat operations.
All personnel and equipment within the marked area must withdraw immediately upon receiving this communication.
Repeat. As His Excellency the Supreme Commander is personally conducting operations, all personnel and equipment must evacuate to outside the operation radius and await further signals……
“They said the capital-wide alert would be delayed… this is quite surprising.”
On the outskirts of the Imperial Capital.
Listening to the endless magical power communications and broadcasts, McKenzie muttered in disbelief from across Eugene.
“Are you saying the sirens that have been blaring weren’t because of my invasion, but because of you?”
“The Defense Force tends to overreact. These days, they cause an uproar just from me lifting a finger.”
Since it’s been quite a while since the war ended, using great power just leads to all sorts of hassles.
Eugene answered softly as if speaking to an old acquaintance, then observed the man’s appearance once more.
McKenzie Ale Lascol.
He introduced himself as Maximilien’s son – I wonder if that’s true.
Whir-!
First, reconnaissance.
After activating Eye of Horus, he immediately prepared five explosive formulas.
Seeing him use Claude’s imprint, his magical power level is advanced. The imprint count is six strokes or higher.
I should throw these first and see how he reacts.
“Fire.”
Boom—!
With a single command, five fireballs flew toward McKenzie and exploded.
A direct hit would melt through even a high-level magician’s barrier.
However, seeing what happened next, Eugene let out a short exclamation.
“Oh.”
McKenzie walked slowly out of the explosion’s center.
On his back, the Red Wings Eugene hadn’t seen in a long time were spread wide.
“[Red Wings]. So you managed to create the seventh stroke in that time.”
Unlike Claude who couldn’t bloom in time, the imprint carved into McKenzie’s hand had seven marks.
Seeing this, Eugene could recall the setting of [Revolution Empire] after a long while.
Claude’s imprint that was completed in the very late stages of the scenario.
The distinctive feature of [Red Wings] bloomed to seven strokes was none other than magical power defense.
A unique absolute defense zone that reached the world setting’s highest tier in terms of single defensive power.
One reason I killed Claude early was to prevent that imprint from being completed.
Clang–!
Five more explosive formulas that Eugene shot were blocked by the wings.
‘It was quite useful in the original work, but actually trying to break through it is troublesome.’
That thing that rose behind McKenzie’s back was the domain formed by [Red Wings].
It was a kind of bunker that couldn’t be compared to Buckenheim’s magical power crystals.
‘Breaking through that with explosive formulas is impossible. Then, should I try penetrating by increasing magical power density?’
After finishing his thought, Eugene immediately activated his imprint to modify the formula.
As the imprint glowed, the magic circle began changing shape.
However, at that moment.
Clang-!
McKenzie withdrew the defense covering his front and charged in, switching to offense.
“…!”
He closed the distance instantly, targeting the brief gap while the formula was being converted.
A surprise attack exploiting a momentary opening.
Targeting weak points.
‘This guy…’
Feeling the tingling sensation through his barrier, Eugene naturally realized.
Strong defense and fast speed, plus a combat style focused on close quarters.
The magical circuit’s wavelength.
Magic imprint.
Formula structure.
All magical elements this guy possessed were in extreme compatibility with his own.
Clang-! Clang-!
As if refusing to give time to activate the next formula.
McKenzie, having drawn out his magical power to the limit, unleashed a barrage of attacks while maintaining close range.
Eugene received this while combining barriers and counterattacks.
Even during this, thoughts continued connecting one after another in a corner of his mind.
‘A tactic of compensating for inferior magical power and spell grade through compatibility.’
‘Plus this situation of the mastermind behind the recent chain of terror attacks deliberately appearing in the Imperial Capital to draw me out here…’
‘Considering everything together, the purpose of these chain terror attacks is…’
How much time passed like that?
“It was me.”
“?!”
As if finishing his thought.
Eugene deactivated his barrier and activated MOAB right in front of his opponent.
Boom-!
Though unable to pierce through the wings, it had enough power to push the opponent back.
“Not even a scratch…!”
McKenzie, blown back once, ground his teeth and glared at Eugene as if dumbfounded.
He knew he was a monster, but actually fighting showed the difference in grade.
Could that even be called human?
But regardless of that.
Eugene looked down at McKenzie with cold eyes and asked.
“Remnants’ revenge, unfinished great work. These are all smokescreens, not the real purpose.”
“……”
“You all. Everyone causing terror attacks across different regions has just one goal.”
Pausing briefly, Eugene pointed his thumb at his own neck and.
“To kill the Kalhyram Supreme Commander. Isn’t that right?”
Hearing those words, McKenzie twisted his lips and muttered.
He thought he had pushed him by drawing out all his magical power, but that monster had been lost in such thoughts even while fighting.
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That monster hadn’t even considered him a worthy opponent from the start.
“But it’s too late now that you’ve noticed.”
Muttering that, he immediately pulled something out.
A magic bullet of Revolutionary Army specifications, not Special Magical Power Unit standards.
Click-!
As the shell casing popped up, Red Wings heated to maximum output began glowing as it took form.
And at that moment.
Blast-!
As if responding to McKenzie’s magical power, the remains of the Liberty that Eugene’s magic had destroyed flew up.
From the completely incinerated airship with only its framework and some decorations remaining skeletal.
From those burnt ashes, objects that hadn’t been burned rose simultaneously.
The unique substance that could withstand the original imprint’s explosive formula.
The magical cores of monsters, pure crystallized magical power.
Whir—!
The cores glowing as they were arranged systematically across the area.
And the lines glowing in accordance drew a massive magic circle across the entire region.
“Mass formula?”
“Yes. Correct.”
A magic circle formed by linking hundreds of mana cores with a seven stroke imprint strengthened to the limit by magic bullets.
“This level of power should be enough to take down even a demigod who has surpassed seven strokes.”
McKenzie lowered his stance, preparing to charge.
A battle of firepower where everything would be poured into a single attack.
‘What a meticulous guy.’
He couldn’t refuse.
If he dodged or deflected it, that formula would hit the Imperial Capital behind Eugene.
“This is my revenge prepared with my life on the line. The dagger forged in the name of my father, of the Revolutionary Army…!”
As McKenzie, who had muttered that, completed the formula at that moment.
“Impressive.”
Eugene calmly opened his mouth.
“To draw such a formula structure on the spot, with precise placement and perfect timing… This wasn’t a plan prepared in just a day or two.”
“……”
“There probably isn’t a magician on the continent who could block this.”
A voice as if praising a student’s well-made assignment.
Eugene faced the torrent of magical power surrounding him with emotionless eyes and.
“Except for me, that is.”
“…What?”
Along with that arrogant statement, the first formula carved into Eugene’s original imprint activated.
Whir-!
It was an incredibly simple magic.
Without any additional effects or formula structure.
Just pure heat emission that raised the surrounding temperature by hundreds, thousands of degrees.
However, they say the simplest things are often the most lethal.
“Kuh, kuuuh…!”
The gradually rising heat immediately began burning everything including oxygen, and McKenzie had no choice but to focus all his power on protecting and defending the formula.
But even in that situation, McKenzie didn’t lose his smile.
‘If you can’t counter the formula, you just need to kill the caster. But how naive!’
Though he felt like he could lose consciousness at any moment, he was still alive.
The formula was complete, and there was enough time.
Screech–!
In the final moment, McKenzie fired a hidden magic bullet and poured all his magical power into a single point while dropping his defense.
“Kuuuuh-!”
The moment he withdrew his defense, his skin began to boil, and one eye burst unable to withstand the heat.
McKenzie’s appearance became no different from a burnt corpse.
But it didn’t matter.
In this instant while his body burned.
During that time, his blade could pierce Eugene’s heart.
“Let’s go together, Eugene.”
“……”
“You’ll fall to hell along with the ghost of our Revolutionary Army.”
Along with those final words, McKenzie’s prepared formula activated and.
——!
Along with a blinding bright radiance, Eugene and his body were enveloped in a dazzling mass of light.
I did it.
With this, I succeeded in killing Supreme Commander Eugene Lorentz.
“Father……”
McKenzie called out softly to Maximilien.
But the next moment, his remaining eye was witnessing an unbelievable sight.
“…Huh?”
Eugene with half his upper body where the heart was located and half his face gone.
Nevertheless, Eugene was alive and looking at him.
And from the body parts he had blown away, red flames were rising slowly.
“You’re… alive? H-How……”
“Yes. I’ll acknowledge it.”
Along with a flat voice, the pistol in Eugene’s right hand took aim at McKenzie’s face.
[Heresy]
It was his father Maximilien’s pistol.
“As expected of Maxim’s son, it was far more lethal than I thought.”
“Eugene Lorentz, just what are you…!”
Blast-!
Before his last words could finish, Eugene pulled the trigger without hesitation.
The successor of the Revolutionary Army. The one who inherited Maximilien’s surname.
McKenzie’s body, filled with vengeance, vanished without a trace.
***
Report from the 13th Airborne Division. All Armored Infantry that appeared in Rensburg New City have been eliminated.
The former Knight Order in the eastern border region has been completely suppressed. Currently need more time for processing bodies and identifying victim information…
This is the Railway Security Force. We’ve arrested former Revolutionary Army personnel responsible for the bomb terror attacks. Transferring custody of suspects to the Intelligence Department for interrogation.
It didn’t even take a full day to suppress the simultaneously occurring terror attacks.
Reports from subordinates coming through the magic imprint.
Hearing them, I collapsed in place with a sigh.
‘Though not fatal wounds… I’ll need about a month to recover.’
The face is roughly restored, but it will take quite some time to regenerate the left arm.
While thinking that, a medical officer who came running gasped at my appearance.
“Y-Your Excellency. Those wounds…!”
“Shh.”
I calmed the officer by putting a finger to my lips and had them bring a cloak.
The Supreme Commander losing an entire arm.
Since it would cause quite an uproar if known externally, better to keep it secret.
While waiting, I took out a cigarette with my remaining right arm and put it in my mouth.
Hiss-
“Phew……”
It never ends.
The remnants of enemies that keep appearing endlessly without getting tired.
Rebellion and terror that don’t cease from everywhere.
I know.
This is the price of choosing the easy path rather than the right one.
It must be the reaction to achieving peace through violence and oppression instead of dialogue and understanding.
But all I have is just power alone.
I didn’t have the political ability to resolve the conflicts scattered throughout this world.
‘I didn’t have the need or leisure for that either.’
Because it’s a life lived killing people and taking things.
At this point, talking about being a messenger of peace or guardian of the empire, this is all that comes of it.
I couldn’t do anything except kill and burn.
‘Still, gradually… the critical threats are mostly being wrapped up.’
During that long time, the remnants failed to kill me.
Now that I’ve dealt with McKenzie who was their last hope, the major forces’ momentum should be clearly broken.
‘High-level imprint specialists are gradually increasing in the Special Magical Power Unit, and the quality of regular members is excellent.’
The fact they suppressed other areas except McKenzie is proof of that.
In about another year, these guys should be able to maintain peace without me.
5 years.
Though it was really tedious… still.
“Now it’s finally, truly time to retire.”
Exhaling cigarette smoke, I firmed my resolve.
Yes. Let’s do that.
After retiring with some suitable excuse, while keeping an honorary position.
Follow Mari around doing volunteer work.
And when the reconstruction work is done, should travel some with Irene.
Come to think of it, for nearly 5 years, that kid must have been really bored.
“Eugene.”
Oh, perfect timing.
Just as I was putting the cloak over my left arm, Irene approached wearing outdoor clothes.
Ah, getting sleepy.
Though slightly drowsy from the battle’s backlash, I asked her without showing it.
“The contamination remaining on Liberty?”
“All cleaned up. As Eugene ordered. But, Eugene……”
“It’s fine. I’m not dead, right?”
Though Irene reached toward my missing left arm, I stopped her saying it was fine.
“Normally I would have caught him without injury, but even I get tired sometimes.”
“……”
“And Irene.”
Can’t make her worry about something like this.
Showing a slight smile as if to prove it, I patted her head and said.
“Sorry but… keep this a secret from Mari. Okay?”
Unlike usual, Irene was briefly silent.
As if something was bothering her, Irene’s voice lowered slightly.
“…Why?”
“She’s busy with post-war processing in the Republic right now. We shouldn’t make her worry about something like this when she’s doing important work.”
Knowing her personality, she’d probably drop everything and come running.
Then who would negotiate with those cunning Republic folks?
“…What could be more important than Eugene?”
“Irene?”
What did she just say?
Is the battle’s aftermath bigger than I thought?
My ears are ringing and I can’t hear Irene’s voice properly.
“Don’t worry Eugene.”
But instead of answering my question, Irene spoke with a smiling face as if nothing had happened.
“When you wake up after sleeping, everything will be better.”
“…Right. It should be.”
Once this matter is wrapped up.
And when I retire at the right time, things will be much better.
Thinking that, I slowly drifted off to sleep, briefly letting my guard down.
Irene’s words that everything would be better.
Without ever knowing what those words meant until the very end.
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