Ch.336Mojeongu and Trotsky

While I’d like to connect with those who have a deep relationship with beheadings, though not extremists.

They won’t be able to oppose Rome anymore, at least.

They hated the Roman Treaty so they attacked first, but she really doesn’t die? This might cause some serious brain freeze.

They managed to bring weapons inside, but that’s as far as they got.

Shortly after, they caught the man who showered me with bullets.

“How on earth were weapons allowed into the mosque?”

That’s what I’m curious about.

I expected knives at minimum, but a submachine gun was unexpected.

“It seems it was possible due to the wartime situation.”

I see. That’s rather unusual.

It seems Iran has fortified Tehran while I wasn’t aware.

Considering that, Iran must have shown great courage in accepting me.

I don’t even feel vengeful about someone trying to kill me.

“They were preparing for Greek forces, and when an emperor from an enemy nation appeared, they immediately opened fire.”

“Shouldn’t we kill this man?”

Ungern looks at the submachine gun man with rage, as if he’s about to kill him any moment, but that’s unnecessary.

Kill him? That’s not right.

After all, I came here deliberately knowing the risks.

Behind me, Ungern and others are shaking their heads as if this isn’t right.

“No. This man was simply trying to avenge his country and enemy. The cause lies with me, so why punish him? In times like these, our Roman Treaty Organization should support Iran even more actively.”

“Even so, how can you spare someone who targeted Your Majesty?”

My goodness, Zhukov still doesn’t understand me.

Rather than saying “You bastard, you’re dead!” it’s better to just make them feel genuinely guilty.

If I act on vengeance, people will start arguing about who the aggressor in this war is and who’s behind it, and eventually there will be many who rebel against me.

If I forgive them and mindlessly continue providing support? They’ll feel burdened.

“Well, I would have done the same if the boss of an invader appeared before me. Wouldn’t the White Army have done the same if Lenin had appeared alive before them?”

If it were me, I would have shot immediately and cracked his skull.

“How could you put Lenin and Your Majesty on the same level?”

That’s right. Putting Lenin and me on the same level would be insane.

But to them, I am such a figure.

How terribly must the Greek forces have behaved for them to act this way?

I can fully understand these people.

Of course, if I weren’t invincible, I would have grabbed that bastard by the head and smashed him down, but I am invincible.

I can fully understand.

“Thank you, Your Majesty. More importantly, are you really alright?”

It seems some Iranian officials were also shot, but fortunately, they’re all still alive. That’s a relief.

“Yes. I’m fine.”

If I had to describe it, it felt like several knives stirring my body, but fortunately, the pain didn’t last long.

I suppose this is about how much pain one would feel until death from such injuries.

Hmm, but the Muslims in the mosque are looking at me suspiciously.

Ah, that fanatical gaze of Iraqi terrorists after their failed attack.

I deliberately turned my head to deny it.

Although I came here directly, experiencing this is quite remarkable.

“Trying to assassinate Allah!”

“Oh Allah! We cannot leave him be!”

“Kheuk!”

What will you do if you don’t leave me be?

After watching for a moment, I saw the man who fired the submachine gun being caught and beaten by Iraqi fanatics.

They were beating him just short of killing him, so I was going to let it be, but that doesn’t seem right.

“Stop, everyone stop. Didn’t you all have times like this too?”

“But we never did this in a mosque.”

Now they’re making distinctions there? Aren’t you all the same in terms of committing terrorism?

These Islamic people never have a middle ground. No middle ground.

“Come on, that’s enough. Sins are to be forgiven.”

I really acknowledge it!

Honestly, my body hurts and I want to beat him myself.

“Your Majesty. The Shah of Iran, Pahlavi, is looking for you.”

Right. I was waiting for this anyway.

He’s looking for me? Then I should meet him.

I’d like to hear why our Pahlavi II wants to meet me.

“He’s probably brought the answer we’ve been hoping for. Let’s go.”

He’ll likely give us the positive answer we’ve been hoping for quickly.

“I never dreamed this would happen.”

“It’s understandable. I ask that you be lenient with the man who shot at me.”

Be lenient with the man who shot at me.

Normally, one might say “That bastard is despicable, use the most cruel Iranian execution method!” but that seems a bit too much.

“You truly are a saint.”

“I’ve lived as a saint all this time, after all.”

It’s like saying “I’m truly a saint!”

Has there ever been a saint like me in human history?

Over 50 years old with perfect looks that don’t age. As I am living proof, this Shah of Iran has no choice but to submit to me.

“I will accept Your Majesty’s proposal. I will establish the Islamic-Hellenistic Federation if Iraq and Afghanistan accept it.”

Good, then all that remains is Afghanistan.

Our Greece should be buried and ruined.

Can Greece, which has gone to the empire’s grave, properly exert its power?

Can the Greek forces, who defeated the Red Roman Army, pacify Afghanistan as descendants of the Hellenistic Empire?

If they’re lucky enough to pacify it, we can beat up Greece again and then support them again.

Surely the Greek forces alone won’t be able to do anything to Afghanistan.

Setting that aside, I shook hands with Pahlavi II.

“Thank you very much. Our Roman Treaty will never forget the king’s wise decision. After the Greek forces withdraw, General Papagos of the Greek forces will visit Tehran immediately to apologize.”

Papagos will come and bow his head.

I should tell him to offer his neck if they want it.

“All Arabs will be moved by the Tsar’s grace. But haven’t the Greek forces already withdrawn?”

Ah, well. They haven’t withdrawn.

They probably left the Iranian border and went around to Afghanistan?

They must be quite conscious of us, so they’ll probably hit Afghanistan harder?

Think about it. We’ve already scolded them once.

Telling them not to bother Iraq and Iran anymore. Instead, telling them to rampage elsewhere.

Of course, I never said that method should be war, but these crazy Greek forces under Papagos seemed to be politely passing through Russian territory straight to Afghanistan.

There’s no reason not to mention this.

“We told them to do their thing moderately and leave, but they went around Iran to Afghanistan. These insane Greeks will be severely disciplined by the Roman Treaty.”

Don’t worry, we’ll beat up these Greeks.

We have no choice considering Arab public sentiment.

“I see. Your Majesty must be quite worried.”

“Not at all. By the way, may I stay here for a while? It would be better to be close by to take those Greeks away.”

And also to build relationships with the Iranians.

I’ll contact the Roman Treaty to provide more support to Iran. I need to make them adopt a pro-Roman policy in earnest.

“Please do. We will host Your Majesty in our royal complex.”

Good. That’s enough.

So I’ll stay in Iran for a while, listening to nonsense about Allah and such, until I hear reports of more misbehavior from Greece. Then I’ll send Zhukov.

I plan to make him scold Papagos, asking if he’s planning for war, and make him bow his head.

* * *

West Japan United States of Japan

The United States of Japan joined the Co-Prosperity Sphere and received support from the Roman Treaty Organization.

Under the support of the Roman Treaty Organization, the United States of Japan achieved remarkable development.

Surprisingly, though not in every aspect, Renya Mutaguchi pulled West Japan up by the collar based on his experience managing Southern Manchuria.

It became the second strongest economy in Asia after Balhae Federation.

From the beginning, with substantial support from the Roman Treaty and with the United States just across the border, West Japan had to become stronger by any means necessary.

Naturally, the United States Army focused on building up its land forces, and unlike in original history, divided Japan focused on the army rather than the navy.

“Hmm, this is a big problem.”

Around this time, Renya Mutaguchi had a headache because of a letter he received today.

In response to an obvious appeal asking what was wrong, Army Minister Masanobu Tsuji carefully opened his mouth.

“Is something wrong?”

“The West Japanese commie bastards sent me this kind of letter personally.”

A letter sent by someone named Kyuichi Tokuda.

It said that if he were truly a hero of the Yamato people, he should help them defeat American imperialism.

Does this make any sense?

The country has just stabilized, and now war?

“Hmm. Does this make any sense? Helping commies?”

Help commies. As an anti-communist country, that’s absolutely impossible.

But the letter mentioned a hero.

It said that a hero should liberate Shinjuku.

“Help commies. A hero should help the Yamato people.”

It would be a lie to say he wasn’t tempted.

They possessed a powerful army armed with Roman Treaty weapons.

With this mighty army, he naturally wanted to advance to East Japan.

After all, a Shogun should unify the Japanese archipelago.

“We’ve just stabilized. Isn’t it difficult to wage another war? Moreover, the Japanese Communist Party is currently fighting against the United States. Isn’t the United States a country that divides the world along with the Roman Treaty? If we accept this proposal and start moving east, we’ll immediately be at war with the United States, and the Roman Treaty, currently tied up in the Middle East, won’t fight the United States for our sake.”

That’s right. That must be it.

With West Japan’s current national power, it’s difficult to drive out the United States.

Are these insane commie bastards in their right mind to say such things?

“So, in your view, we shouldn’t?”

“Yes. With the Roman Treaty behind us, it’s difficult to make hasty decisions, and isn’t the Russian Tsar someone who detests communism?”

“Hmm.”

“Above all, the U.S. military is not weak. They’re the ones who beat the corrupt Japanese Empire to death. Even Your Excellency, the great hero of Yamato, could only push the U.S. forces back to Nagoya at best. Of course, if Your Excellency had made the decision earlier, those American bastards wouldn’t have dared to target Shinjuku.”

Could they drive out the U.S. forces with the power of a divided Shinjuku?

The U.S. military is battle-hardened from fighting in East Japan.

Some say they might be exhausted, but the United States started focusing more on East Japan after the failure of the Southern Operation.

“That’s true.”

If he had raised an army earlier. By now, he would have seized all of Japan and, along with the Roman Treaty, repelled the American invasion.

If he had raised an army and been recognized by the Russian Tsar and occupied the Imperial Headquarters, it wouldn’t have turned out like this.

It’s also significant that those asking for help happen to be communists.

“So is ignoring this the answer?”

“Yes, that seems best.”

He once thought so, but unfortunately, Trotsky didn’t stop there.

“Comrades! Although we are communists, we are all Yamato people! Right now, American imperialists are massacring us indiscriminately! Please help us!”

“Please persuade Prime Minister Renya Mutaguchi, the hero of the Yamato people!”

Trotsky was, of course, actively propagating everywhere in a typical communist manner.

“Damn it. Filter out those commies quickly!”

“Commies are certainly unpleasant, but…”

“Aren’t our own people better than those American troops who split our country in half?”

Just like when Choi Young dreamed of conquering Liaodong at the end of Goryeo, or when Joseon attempted to conquer Liaodong, a solemn feeling suddenly permeated the air.

As the Korean Imperial family became the Emperor and Korean yangban class settled early, West Japan gradually became influenced by Korean culture.

“Our General Jeong Yi-daejang of Mojeongu tried to drive out the corrupt Japanese Empire early on, but the United States had already violated the Japanese archipelago, and pushing them back to Nagoya was the best he could do. But now that the United States is tied up with commies, isn’t it time for war? We beseech the Shogun to receive the Emperor’s permission, drive out the wicked American imperialism, and complete the unification of the archipelago!”

“This West Japan originally occupied a place among the Yamato people as descendants of Baekje. However, East Japan, also of the Yamato people, is now suffering, so how can we just watch? If we miss this opportunity, like Baekje and Silla fought for hundreds of years on the Korean Peninsula, we won’t be able to unify for a long time.”

When the Balhae Federation tried to erase the former Korean Empire era through land reforms and other measures, those who longed for the Yi Dynasty of Jeonju settled in the United States of Japan and tried to get involved in the unification of Japan.

This also emerged as a major issue among Southern Manchurian officers.

“Look! Even the former scholars of Joseon who belatedly joined our United States of Japan desire the unification of Japan! How can we, the army of heroes, fear fighting against American imperialism!”

“Let’s drive those Yankees out of Shinjuku and unify the world!”

“Long live the Great United States of Japan!”

Just as the dream of the Korean people long ago was the conquest of Liaodong, in Japan, it was transplanted directly into east-west unification, and along with nationalism, it boiled with aspirations for unification.

“Damn it. What is this all about! These damn commies! How did these commies enter the country in the first place?”

“It seems commies mixed in with refugees from East Japan.”

“Damn. It’s already exploded. What should we do? No matter how I look at it, those commies are trying to use us. If we fight those U.S. forces, even if we win, our losses will be considerable. In the meantime, they’ll try to start a revolution.”

Renya Mutaguchi was no fool.

He had been embedded in Southern Manchuria for a long time, and after becoming a person of power, he thoroughly studied communist revolutions to prevent any potential revolution.

Those commies in East Japan might use West Japan’s power to solve their difficulties and then trigger a communist revolution in the struggling West Japan.

“Well, then how about seeking advice from the Russian Tsar?”

At that moment, Masanobu Tsuji offered a good suggestion.

“The Tsar?”

“Yes. Isn’t he knowledgeable in this field?”

That’s right. There’s no one better than the Tsar in this field.

The Tsar has lived with communism, and perhaps will continue to live for the destruction of communism.

“Hmm, I have no choice. The Tsar wouldn’t want communism to spread in Japan either. Good. Let’s contact the Tsar.”

“Yes, Your Excellency.”

This is absolutely not because he’s afraid of the commies.

There’s no greater figure than the Russian Tsar when it comes to communist expertise.

It can be said that this is purely for advice.