Mecha Start, Nuclear Bomb Tokyo

The imperial capital, a magnificent mansion.

"Damn...I will definitely not die here!"

Seeing the soldiers in military uniforms outside the window pick up the beheading knife and decapitate the corrupt and embezzled nobleman, the nobleman sitting in the room had a distorted expression.

It was already ten hours after General Bude's death.

The new interior officer An Yi, who has fully grasped all the military and political powers in the imperial capital, officially announced in the palace the liquidation of the nobles in the imperial capital.

Many nobles at the beginning did not take the announcement seriously.

After all, no matter how much the dynasty changes, the emperor always needs someone to support him.

That is, the nobles they pampered in the imperial capital.

Only those who are in the center of power support the new king, the aristocrats who are divided into various places and keep private soldiers in captivity will recognize the new emperor.

but--

"That madman..."

Thinking that An Yi ordered the liquidation without hesitation, and when the guilty aristocrats directly took the lead, some people finally began to feel terrified.

They tried to escape, but they were stopped by well-trained Esdeth's soldiers and all were executed.

The imperial capital is divided into the outermost slum area, the second is the civilian area, and the third is the rich area. The closer to the palace, the more power and money gather.

Dirty money circulates, as long as there is money, whether it is poor or common people, their lives can even be bought and sold.

This is the root of the empire's rot... it's rotten to the bone.

Just when the nobleman loaded up all his belongings and planned to enter the secret passage to escape——

Bang! ! !

The door was kicked open directly.

From the outside, a woman with blond hair and animal ears slowly walked in.

The nobleman's facial expression froze instantly, and turned into endless fear.

He saw the woman in front of him break the neck of another nobleman.

So he let out a scream, and the belly that was constantly squeezing the civilians trembled, and he turned and fled.

but--

In just a moment, the neck was twisted, and the noble man wailed, and he squeezed out a voice from his throat with weak strength: "Let me go...what do you want...the money is yours..."

"Hmph, what a tempting proposal." Leonai sneered, watching the gems and gold bricks slipping out of the other party's suitcase, but the strength in his hands was getting stronger.

God knows how this guy squeezed the people below to get such horrible money?

"Don't...I'm the son of Prefect Nip. If you kill me, he will definitely raise troops to attack the imperial capital. Surely that guy An Yi doesn't want to see that happen?"

The man's hands and feet kept twitching, and he tried to threaten.

"Sorry, I don't know how many times I've heard this kind of thing."

Leonai chuckled: "But it's a pity that our internal affairs officer doesn't accept such threats at all."

quack!

The other party's neck was twisted and made a crisp sound.

Leonai left the body behind, and turned to look at the bustling, rich and aristocratic district that was full of gunpowder even in the dark.

This night, under the leadership of An Yi, she saw too many dark sides of the imperial capital.

The aristocratic district treats the people in the civilian district as toys and tortures them in underground prisons.

There are also people who have a habit of collecting female bodies, cutting off the heads of women, leaving only the body...

Hands, feet, eyes, tongue...

Money piled up with corpses, linked to the dead bodies of the people...

For Leonai, this is undoubtedly a mental torture.

Just tonight, she had felt her own powerlessness more than once.

But it is also through these cruel things

She also gradually became firm in her belief in following An Yi.

"This group of scum..." Leonai looked at the corpses on the floor.

Then he turned his head to look at the aristocratic district that was burning with raging flames in the imperial capital.

She just felt that there was a burst of fire in her heart and around her.

The body is cold.

But the heart burns like a fire.

She felt her blood boil—a feeling she had never experienced in the Revolutionary Army.

Leonai finally understood what An Yi meant by 'revolution'.

It's not like during a night raid, killing two nobles like playing house will achieve the goal of revolution.

But fundamentally to 'put order out of chaos', reverse the chaos, and break the existing political system!

Anyway.

There is absolutely nothing wrong with following An Yi!

"Go on, the night is still long."

Leonai jumped out of the door, turned into the sharpest hunter, and hid in the night.

And the same as Leone.

Other nocturnal assassins are also constantly harvesting the heads of the guilty.

With their assistance and the destruction of the Esdes army, no nobleman could escape.

The liquidation lasted a full day and night.

And on the second day.

When the civilians opened their eyes, they realized that the tall city wall separating the noble area from the civilian area had collapsed at some point.

Some aristocrats who were innocent and survived were confused, and the civilians outside looked at the magnificent aristocratic area in front of them with stunned expressions.

The wall that separates the city is the existence that distinguishes the status between the nobles and the poor.

After the curfew, the poor will be taken away by the imperial guards for interrogation if they get close to the wall.

But now...the walls are coming down.

The civilian crowd watched this scene that was almost impossible to happen in the imperial capital, and didn't know what to say for a while.

Their emotions were agitated... After a while, someone finally sobbed softly.

As domestic animals in the eyes of the nobles, why didn't they yearn for being treated equally by others one day?

but now...

"We're... free."

Someone muttered to themselves.

Yes.

As if the shackles of identity were removed, everyone felt an indescribable sense of relief.

Immediately afterwards, an angry and excited roar came from the crowd: "Long live the An Yi Interior Officer!"

The voice seemed to be venting something and infected the civilians around him.

The sound ranges from small to loud to deafening!

"Long live Interior Officer An Yi!"

The sentiment is exciting.

Everyone looked up at the palace in reverence.

Because... the An Yi interior officer is in that place.

And at the same time...

"Is this enough? An Yi?" Chelsea, who was sucking a lollipop, sat beside An Yi.

As the owner of Gaia Foundation, her task is very simple compared to Night Attack.

She only needs to pretend to incite the emotions of the people in the crowd, and continue to let An Yi accumulate popularity.

To be honest, she didn't hate the job.

After all, seeing the people admiring and loving An Yi made her feel somehow comfortable in her heart.

"Almost." An Yi nodded, affirming Chelsea's work.

Strictly speaking, what he is doing now is actually doing some personality cults to win people's hearts.

In fact, it is no different from being an emperor.

The only difference is that he is more popular.

But this is also impossible.

The general level of knowledge and vision of the people in the world of "Slashing the Red Eyes" limited their vision.

You talk about equality, democracy, and voting rights with them, but they don't know what to do.

It's like talking about cars with primitive people.

In their cognitive world, a country needs an existence like an 'Emperor'.

People who have been enslaved for a long time cannot let go of the shackles of their minds for a while.

You can only follow the steps step by step.

And An Yi is just a person who was forced into a position by the current public and forced to put on a yellow robe.

"Hey..." Chelsea looked at An Yi, and cautiously approached him. Seeing that he didn't reject him, she said hey, "This country will become better in the future, right?"