The Difference Is Like Between a Dog and a Cow - The Difference Is Like Between a Dog and a Cow chapter 248

247 – To you who stood at the end of the wait (complete)

Boom!!

The door to the audience room, which had been firmly closed, opened, and heavily armed soldiers rushed in. At the end of it, the emperor Constantine Pyotr, half-sitting on a golden throne, sighs in despair.

“Did it end up like this?”

The ones who entered the throne room were not the red october, nor the Uk ranian saber, nor the saber of free consumption, but the imperial guard, the sword of the emperor.

“Lavrenty Yezhov. You worm like a bat.”

The man at the center is Commander-in-Chief Lavrenty Yezhov. He politely bowed his head in response to the emperor he had sworn allegiance to only a few days ago.

“Too much blood has been shed for the Emperor. Because of His Majesty’s decision, our army has been driven to the brink of despair, and now a civil war has erupted…… Shouldn’t someone be held accountable?”

It was a shameless face indeed. Because Yezhov was the one who took the lead in the Great Purge and strongly insisted on the introduction of the SS and mutant troops.

The emperor sincerely regretted his stupid decision.

If you had started the war with Uk ran even a little late, if you had lowered your head and slashed the necks of all the cunning bastards who escaped the sword of the Great Purge.

Maybe the result was a little different.

“I should have hanged you first.”

The emperor’s eyes flashed. The soldiers who had entered into a powerful murderous intent flinched, but Yezhov laughed as if it was nothing.

“Then why did you enlist the SS? Since the members of the guards are full of complaints and grievances, I have no choice but to make a decision to save the country.”

An organization called the SS was an organization that did not exist within the military in the first place. A private unit created purely for Constantine Pyotr.

Of course, since it was still a private organization, before the Great Purge, they were often treated contemptuously rather than treated equally with the regular army.

After the Great Purge, their status rose rapidly as the Emperor’s closest aide and the only reliable unit, threatening the position of the existing Guard Command.

It was because they managed to escape the purge that was like thin ice after the defeat of the 4th Guards Infantry Division in the operation to recapture Lunetsk.

Now that defeat has grown, they have decided to turn their guns at the emperor they serve.

The imperial coup.

An operation that failed against the Uk ran, paradoxically, succeeded within the Empire.

Instead of stopping the coup, the emperor eventually burst into anger at the sight of Yezhov grinning while occupying a seat.

“Yezofuuu!!!!”

“Then live forever, Your Majesty.”

Taang!

Bang! Bang!!

The pistol in Yezhov’s hand spewed fire. The emperor’s body slumped as the bullet pierced his forehead precisely.

But he didn’t stop. As he turned his gun toward his heart and pulled the trigger, red blood spurted out every time the bullet hit, soaking the emperor’s clothes red.

“Whoa…… f*ck it, you bastard that wasn’t a big deal.”

Lavrenty Yezhov was such a man.

The reason why he willingly accepted the post of Commander-in-Chief, which no one wanted to take in the aftermath of the Great Purge, was not out of loyalty to the Emperor, but because he was confident that he would survive even if a second Great Purge took place.

He had no honor or cause, so he moved only to live.

It was so ugly that even the guards accompanying him were making faces as if they were tired of each other.

“This is an order from the commander-in-chief. Make the capital fully open. Shouldn’t we welcome the liberators?”

With the death of the emperor, an armistice was signed across Soviet.

Red October and Free Soviet troops bloodlessly entered the capital of the Empire, and every day the Republic of Polania and the Kingdom of Uk ran resounded with cries of victory.

It was the moment when the tough and tough, bad ties of Uk ran finally disappeared into the dark side of history.

***

December 18th.

After the conclusion of the Armistice Agreement between the Soviet Empire and Uk ran, the Uk ranian Expeditionary Force Command returned units that were being reorganized in the rear to the mainland.

Since Red October and Free Sobi have already entered the capital and seized power, there was no reason to continue the battle any longer.

It was because the aftermath of the war, which squeezed out a large army that amounted to 12% of the total population, began to hit Uk ran.

Father of Bel Meyer, one of the war heroes who made a revolutionary contribution in this war, Johann Meyer, who became the new finance minister, promoted a policy of shifting the production of arms to the limit to the production of food and civilian goods. .

As if waiting for this moment, the Pedro Munitions Industrial Complex located in northern Uk ran partially changed its tank production line and began producing tractors.

As spring is coming soon, it was to meet private demand in advance.

Young people returning home.

The economy is starting to bounce back.

The war has not yet completely ended, but an era of peace has already arrived in many parts of Uk ran.

And finally, about a month and two weeks from the armistice agreement.

[WAR IS OVER!]

[Glory to the motherland, glory to the heroes!]

In the central square of Kayev, the capital city, on the terrace facing the Petrovuna Palace, which was reinforced after overcoming the civil war, King Orlando I of Uk ran shouted to the people gathered like bees.

“Great people of Uk ran, Today, through the Commander of the Uk ranian Expeditionary Force Geor Vasylovsky, a mutual agreement on the end of the war has been delivered and the Empire has accepted it!! Therefore, I proudly proclaim it here today! The war ended with our victory!!”

King Orlando I exclaimed, stretching his hands high into the sky. At his words, thunderous cheers erupted from below.

“The long, long winter has finally dissipated, and the sowing season, full of warmth, has arrived. I hope that this day will be a national holiday in Uk ran and will be celebrated forever! Also, Azov Islands, Serkiu , Barden, Lunetsk, Polania’s Gdankov, Aros, and furthermore, Sovie’s Kipkus and the most devastating Stalin in the history of the world!”

The young monarch clenched his fists and shook them.

“This is how we shout out to the heroes of our country who sleep there forever! Heroes, we did it!! Your sacrifices led us to victory, and we were able to give glory to our country! Please defend our country forever and ever! Please do it!!”

“Waaa!! Glory to the motherland!! Rest to the heroes!!!”

The end of the war with the Empire, and complete victory confirmed.

How many people have been sacrificed to reach this point?

But finally, Uk ran won complete independence and victory. Now no one will be able to trample this land and its people.

Orlando I struggled to suppress the emotions boiling in his heart.

He repeated the names of the heroes in his memory.

**

—

Lieutenant General of the Uk ranian Army

Enoch Levandel

“Stalina’s Great Mage”

“Defender of Uk ran”

—

A gray hill lined with hundreds of tombstones.

A gray-haired man stopped in front of a tombstone while strolling through the memorial park where the dead are resting.

A tombstone with no features that makes the rank of ‘Lieutenant General’ obscure.

As I was staring at the tombstone, an elderly man approached the man before I knew it and spoke to him.

“This is where the star that led our country to victory finally fell.”

“Enoch Levandel, you mean?”

“Looks like you’re a former soldier too, but don’t you know the name Enoch Levandel?”

The old man said with a surprised look.

In fact, it was the name of a hero who was even called the father of the newly born Uk ran along with King Orlando I and the great mage Sonny Zeppelin.

“Oh, no. I’ve heard of course. Isn’t it a very famous general?”

“Yeah, not famous.”

The old man nodded at the man’s affirmative reply.

“By the way, seeing that you came all the way to the graveyard of Stalin’s warriors, it seems that his family or friends took part in the battle?”

“Yes, that’s right. But how did you know I was a former soldier?”

“Your left leg. Did you think I wouldn’t know it was a prosthetic leg? It was completely cut off to the thigh, but it must have been a war wound.”

“It could be that they were just injured in a factory, or they could be civilians who were unlucky enough to get caught up in the war.”

“Look, I’ve been taking care of this cemetery for two years already. I’ve seen a lot of ex-soldiers in the meantime. Just by looking in your eyes, you can tell for sure whether he is a soldier or not.”

The old man said in a confident voice. The brilliance that has not lost its light shines beyond his eyes.

“Anyway…… Thank you very much.”

“What do you mean?”

“For saving my loved ones.”

The old man slowly shifted his gaze, taking in the wide-spreading tombstones.

“Ever since then, he is a man who participated in the 1st Querrenn War, but at that time he could not save many people…… When another crisis struck, he was able to protect those dear to him thanks to heroes like you. So, I live by giving thanks to them every day.”

“Is that so… ….”

The man had a complex and subtle expression. Because he looked like he was moved or embarrassed.

“Then I will go back now. But your hair color is quite unusual. Have you been gray since birth?”

“No.”

“What if?”

“He participated in the Great War as a sorcerer, but as a side effect of drawing out all the mana, his hair color gradually changed.”

The old man clicked his tongue. It wasn’t enough that he lost one of his legs, and he was injured enough to discolor his hair.

“It was really hard. I’m glad you’re still alive.”

“Thank you, old man.”

The old man nodded his head to the end and slowly disappeared down the hill.

After that, the gray-haired man looked at the names of the other tombstones one by one and bowed his head in remembrance for the crumbled warriors.

After the memorial service was finished, the sun that had been floating in the sky was gradually setting over the horizon.

“I guess I’ll have to go soon. My companions will be waiting for you.”

The man slowly descended the stairs. Then, a silver-haired woman who had been waiting for the man at the entrance of the park greeted him with a smile.

“Did you finish the memorial service?”

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“Yes. I need to hear from you often.”

“Then you must have seen the tombstone too?”

To the slightly playful question, the man answered with a smile.

“Isn’t the two nicknames a bit excessive?”

“He is a hero who saved the country, shouldn’t he be given that level of nickname?”

The silver-haired woman casually crossed her arms as she replied. Warm warmth passes through her skin.

“Because Belle and Roxanna said they would be home from work on time today, shall we prepare a big dinner?”

“Something wouldn’t taste good with Rumia’s cooking skills. By the way, what about Warden Claude?”

“They said I had a date with Hilton today, so don’t disturb me.”

“That nobleman has changed a lot too.”

The two crossed their arms and exchanged trivial conversations as they slowly left the park.

There were many steps to find the memorial park, but no one paid attention to the two.

Who can think of these two as decisive war heroes who led the war to victory?

No matter who sees them, they are just a pair of happy and ordinary men and women.

Rumia Bluet and Enoch Levandel have drifted apart just like that.

Remembering the names of the heroes who crumbled while fighting alongside them.

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