Do Your Own Revoluti Chapter 8

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“To the left. Just a little further.”

Low footsteps echoed through the narrow alley.

This was the slum located on the outskirts of Belkers city.

Walking down the deserted street, I recalled how I ended up here.

‘What, Revolutionary Army?! This guy’s asking for trouble!’

‘Get lost, you crazy bastard! If you want to die, die alone!’

‘I don’t know! I-I don’t know anything!’

The reactions from the people of Belkers territory when I ntioned the na Revolutionary Army were truly spectacular.

No, this was probably normal.

This is Count Elcidore’s territory, Belkers.

One careless word could endanger not only yourself but your family as well.

After spending half a day stopping passersby and inquiring about the Revolutionary Army’s whereabouts.

Just when I thought today would be fruitless, at the entrance of a back alley, a man appeared and blocked my path.

“Are you looking for the Revolutionary Army?”

A hoarse voice, as if his vocal cords were damaged. When I looked up, a man in a neat suit was looking down at .

‘Girael Alberk.’

A familiar face.

The staff officer of the Revolutionary Army’s Belkers branch.

In the original work, he appeared as an NPC during the Elcidore subjugation battle, providing dungeon layouts and briefing monster information.

‘So they were monitoring after all.’

Trained as a Knifehead

“Mom and Dad told . To go outside and show this to the Revolutionary Army. They said those people would know what to do.”

“……”

When I said that, Girael’s eyes beca clouded as he received the naplate. It seed he had a personal connection with the naplate’s owner.

‘This might be easier than expected.’

Girael was known for being suspicious.

Even in the original work, he was an unlikeable NPC who constantly questioned the protagonist’s background and past while remaining vigilant.

However, his gaze toward

lacked that characteristic hostility.

The fake identity and story prepared by Supervisor Ben, along with my young age of ten, had broken down his wariness.

‘He’s still suspicious, but he probably thinks I’m just bait sent by Elcidore. He’s not doubting

personally.’

“Follow .”

While I was thinking this, Girael, who had been staring at the naplate for a while, guided . And now, I was heading to the ‘contact point’ with blindfolds over both eyes.

‘They’re checking for any tails.’

Having grasped their intention, I inwardly smirked.

Even magicians with magical power-enhanced senses can’t easily find a trained Knifehead.

There’s no way these ragtag bunch, mostly farrs and laborers, could find

no matter how vigilant they are.

By guiding

to their hideout at this point, these guys had already fallen into our operation.

“Leon.”

“Yes.”

Oh, that startled .

I hurriedly answered the sudden voice calling .

“Walk forward.”

The place Girael pointed to was a pub.

A shabby entrance that made one wonder if it was even in business.

Creeak-

As soon as I entered through the door, it closed behind , and hands from behind removed my blindfold.

The place I had entered was a run-down pub.

Revolutionary Army mbers sitting around were looking at , and at the center, a man was tilting his glass.

Unkempt hair and a dark face. He looked no different from any vagrant rolling around nearby, but the blue eyes shining through held a fervor unseen in ordinary people.

‘There he is.’

His na was Refin Phelps.

The man who led the Revolutionary Army here in Belkers under Elcidore’s rule.

“Refin? How can you co out personally?! We need to verify first…!”

Girael exclaid upon seeing Refin’s face, but he raised his hand to stop Girael.

Step, step.

Refin slowly approached

and reached out his hand. As if checking whether I was really Leon, he stroked my hair once and caressed my cheek.

“The hair color is Landon’s, and the eyes are Lucy’s.”

It was the right choice to dye my hair blonde and eyes blue in case of any situation. The hair color changed by magic potion would last for a week.

To put it another way, there was only a week left.

“Really… Is your na Leon? Leon Phelps?”

Refin asked . To his trembling voice, I silently nodded.

“…It’s true. When I found this child looking for the Revolutionary Army on the street, he gave

this.”

The supplentary explanation ca from Girael, who had followed in.

“Ah…!”

As Refin received the two naplates from his pocket, his hands began to tremble.

Writing scrawled on blood-stained iron naplates. Though heavily rusted, he seed to know what these naplates were.

“These are Landon’s naplates. I, I made these myself for him… The Revolutionary Army’s proof…!”

It turned out to be quite a aningful item.

While I was thinking this to myself, Refin, who had been fiddling with the naplates, suddenly embraced

tightly.

“I’m sorry… I’m sorry…!”

Refin’s shoulders trembled uncontrollably as he held .

“I shouldn’t have left you behind then! I shouldn’t have abandoned you all…! I, I…!”

Refin wept loudly, recalling his past transgressions. Seeing him like this, the Revolutionary Army mbers around hurriedly turned their heads away.

Seeing how they were all holding back tears, my fake parents must have been quite well-respected in this organization.

‘Geez, this is taking forever.’

But from my perspective, this was all just nonsense.

If I had to comnt, I’d say it was unpleasant having my shoulder getting wet. It was a mont when I freshly realized how dried up my sensitivity had beco.

However, regardless of my indifference, Refin and his fellow Revolutionary Army mbers began approaching one by one to comfort .

“Don’t worry, Leon. The Revolutionary Army is with you now!”

“Don’t worry! Not just your uncle, but everyone here is your comrade!”

“Never again… We’ll never abandon you again! I promise…!”

As the entire building turned into a sea of tears, one boy was watching

from a corner of the building.

“……”

A young master-like impression with flowing silver hair, appearing about fourteen years old.

While everyone was crying with emotion, one person stood alone, watching the scene from the sidelines.

‘Found him.’

The boy’s na was Claude Elcidore.

He was the target of this mission.

***

“From now on, you’ll stay here. Welco to the Revolutionary Army, Leon.”

The Revolutionary Army hideout disguised as an old inn.

The Revolutionary Army mber who guided

to the room placed coarse black bread and soup on the table while consoling .

You’ve been through a lot, let’s overthrow Elcidore together.

Enthusiastically nodding to the lengthy speech I’d been hearing from below was quite an ordeal from my position.

“Phew, finally they’re gone.”

My room was located on the third floor of the building.

After the Revolutionary Army mbers who guided

left and I waited a mont, I imdiately activated the magic imprint.

‘From what I saw in the ga, among the Revolutionary Army stationed in Belkers, only Refin has magical power… At this distance, there’s no worry about being detected.’

Woong-

The characteristic cyan light of Elcidore swirled around my hand, and the magical power spreading from the magic imprint filled my entire body.

“This is the first ti I’ve seen Captain Refin cry like that since I ca here.”

“Just the captain? Even the founding mbers were all in a frenzy.”

“Still, letting soone into the hideout just like that…”

“He’s the captain’s nephew. Saying things like that will only make you look bad.”

As the magical power in my body activated all my senses, voices that were inaudible until now beca clear one by one.

‘Six people on guard duty. And not even one watching .’

I thought there would be at least one person monitoring from behind the wall or in front of the door, but to think they wouldn’t even post a guard.

“No wonder the protagonist went through such hardships in the original with the organization being this sloppy.”

Muttering this, I chuckled thinking about the original story that would unfold six years later.

The protagonist and companions who decided to support the Belkers branch Revolutionary Army to overthrow Elcidore.

However, their process of joining was nothing but a series of hardships.

“Their movent plans were already leaked and ambushed by the Knifehead. The train derailed from the Elcidore Knight Order’s attack, and if wandering through the Elcidore Forest wasn’t enough, they had to break through the magical beasts that jumped out from the forest.”

It was so bad that the user community said ‘The Chapter 6 boss isn’t Elcidore but that bastard Refin.’

“But now, this is rather good.”

Now I’m not the one being caught but the one doing the catching.

From my perspective, Refin’s actions weren’t frustrating at all; rather, I felt like doing sothing for him out of gratitude.

He was such a villain when he was on our side, but now that he’s an enemy, he’s like an angel.

Bam-

After checking the surroundings for safety, I opened the window and sent a magical power signal into the air.

‘Infiltration successful. Six guards.’

‘Target and key personnel location confird.’

‘Awaiting further instructions.’

It had long since beco midnight outside, and I sent the signal toward the sky covered in pitch darkness.

But soon after.

Flash-!

A magical power signal ca from a senior mber who confird my hand signal.

‘Signal confird.’

‘Currently eliminating sentries.’

‘Will comnce upon securing target.’

After confirming the signal, I flashed the magical power light twice to indicate understanding.

“So they’ll raid simultaneously when Claude is secured.”

It seed Count Elcidore planned to use this opportunity to root out all the Revolutionary Army mbers hiding in his territory.

Sending mbers to the train station and airport must have been for that purpose.

Bang-

While thinking this, the room door opened without warning.

Looking toward the door, two Revolutionary Army soldiers ard with rifles were gesturing to .

“Co out, Leon. We need to go sowhere urgently.”

“G-Go sowhere?”

Acting as much as possible like a frightened child while asking, the two n nodded gravely.

“A hideout located on the outskirts of the city. There’s a doctor dispatched from headquarters.”

“Don’t be scared. It’s just a simple examination.”

Hearing this, I inwardly clicked my tongue.

A simple examination.

In other words, they intended to check if there were any magic imprints on my body.

‘I thought I could slip by with the identity of being the branch leader’s nephew, but of all tis, right before the operation…’

I already had the magic imprint implanted from Elcidore.

If they used professional examination equipnt, my identity being exposed was a foregone conclusion.

Having made my decision, I deliberately stepped backward while making excuses.

“N-No! Un-Uncle Refin said to stay here… He said there’s nothing wrong anymore…!”

The two soldiers who heard this approached

with grim faces.

“Sorry, little one. But we have no choice.”

“It’ll be over soon, don’t worry. Now, raise your arm here…”

Just as they lowered themselves to lift

up at that mont.

Slash-!

I pulled out my hidden dagger and slit the throat of the man reaching for .

“Kh, khuk…?”

As if unable to properly grasp what situation he was in, the soldier looked at

with a stupid expression.

I jumped over his falling back and stabbed my dagger into the lung of the remaining person.

“Kheuh, kheuuh…?”

One couldn’t speak because his throat was cut, and one couldn’t make a sound because his lung was pierced.

Thud-!

After confirming the two people collapsed on the floor, I pulled the dagger from the dead soldier’s chest and sheathed it.

“Tsk, trying to make things easy but they just had to complicate it.”

Thanks to the fake identity, I got into the hideout, so it wasn’t a losing deal, I suppose.

Thinking this, I transmitted my voice toward the magic imprint.

“Unexpected situation occurred. From this ti, will track and secure Young Master Claude. Plan B. Request all personnel to comnce.”

After finishing the report, I imdiately ran out of the room.

Now this operation was a race against ti.

I had to secure Young Master Claude before those two corpses were discovered.

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