A War Hero With No Regrets – Chapter 76

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Translated By Arcane Translations
Translator: FusionX
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“Betrayal.”

Werner Grimm calmly accepted Karin’s report.

At first, she thought only of delivering this news quickly, but the director’s response made her feel frustrated.

“Director…!!”

“Don’t be too hasty, Karin. That woman isn’t someone who would play her cards so easily.”

Werner had already grasped Dorothy’s dark intentions through several regressions.

It wasn’t just in this cycle that she had bared her fangs at him.

After nearly dying once by getting caught up in her pace, Dorothy was eliminated by Werner in the next cycle.

He was only leaving her alone now because there was no one who could replace her position after disposing of her.

Since the first button was fastened wrong, Werner didn’t flinch no matter what antics Dorothy pulled.

How could he embrace a woman who had harmed his precious people and nearly taken his life?

But Karin, unaware of these circumstances, felt her insides burning.

Dorothy was dangerous.
At least, that was how it seemed based on her observations over the past few weeks.

Aside from having a bad impression from the start, Karin Maven was genuinely wary of Dorothy.

Not as a romantic rival.

She knew all too well that Werner showed no interest in her at all.

Karin feared Dorothy because she was a ‘destructive’ woman who would stop at nothing to get what she wanted.

In just a few weeks, three women from the pleasure quarters and five visitors to Red Street had died at her hands.

She was an utterly wicked villainess who easily took eight lives without feeling a shred of sympathy or guilt.

Moreover, the women from the pleasure quarters hadn’t even done anything wrong to her.

They were simply disposed of because their regular customers had glanced at her once.

She was truly insane.

Despite this, she had deep connections with police and government officials and wasn’t properly punished.

There were only two types of visitors to Red Street.

The bottom of society who could only live in the shadows.

Or the insects who pretended to live in the light but crawled under crevices or rotten trees to rest.

Society didn’t care much if one or two of the former died.

They were just lower-class citizens who would only waste taxes anyway.

Even when it was clear they had been murdered, the police would claim it was an accidental fall and argue there was no right to prosecute.

At least in Red Street, that crazy woman was the queen and the president.

Even VIPs known for their bad behavior always maintained gentleness when dealing with Dorothy.

The troublemakers who were killed by her were just bugs trying to climb up without knowing their place.

To embrace Dorothy, the ultimate Hetaira, one needed that level of refinement.

[T/N: Hetaira means prostitute in greek basically.]

It was dangerous.

The more accurately someone understood their situation, the more difficult an opponent they became.

“But…! What if she takes it straight to the military police? Even if it’s you, Director, with the recently changed Chief of Military Police at the Supreme Command…!!”

“We’ll think about that when the time comes.”

“…”

It was a simple thought typical of a regressor.

He had already received news that the newly appointed Chief of Military Police was a crazy bastard.

Originally, the standard disciplinary procedure in the Imperial Army usually went through three stages: inspection, military police investigation, and court-martial.

Among these, if one had to choose the most powerful authority, it would be the inspection.

Since both the military police and military court were subject to inspection, the Supreme Command’s Inspection Department had the strongest power among the specified agencies.

It wasn’t for nothing that a storm of blood swept through the Imperial Army after Arwen Orka rose to the position of department head.

Where was there a unit without even a speck of dust when shaken?

She probably didn’t realize that the Inspection Department had become the sharpest sword in the President’s planned ‘taming of the military’.

But recently, that flow had been reversing.

The Military Police Department started cracking down on units directly, bypassing the Inspection Department.

At first, he thought President Mikhail was going to discard Arwen like an old shoe, but according to an informant working in the Inspection Department, that wasn’t the case either.

However, one thing was certain, the Military Police Department had recently started crossing the line more and more.

‘The President is starting to move again.’

Wasn’t the new Chief of Military Police said to be from the same school as the President?

Arwen was already moving as the President’s sword.

That was rather reassuring to Werner.

At least she wouldn’t be dragged off somewhere without anyone knowing and subjected to strange things.

If that had happened, he would have bitterly regretted this choice once again.

And the military prosecutors and courts had long been famous as the President’s hunting dogs.

With his closest aide taking control of the Military Police Department, the last remaining piece, Supreme Commander Arthur Philias had lost all his checks and balances.

A true back-room old man.

However, this also meant that the day of action discussed in the Eagle’s Nest was approaching.

“Anyway, the moment the military police move, information will naturally reach our side. Then we can respond in our own way at that time.”

Karin couldn’t continue speaking. Because it was true.

“Please, be careful, Director.”

I can’t live without you anymore.

Karin Maven forcefully swallowed the words that had risen to the tip of her tongue.

Werner was already bearing an excessive burden.

She herself did not want to give him any more pressure.

What she wanted to be was Werner’s strength, not his worry.

Even Lea Gilliard, Charlotte Evergreen, and Arwen Orka were like that.

As Werner’s aide and the commander of the Security Agency’s guard company, she had long realized that he was particularly concerned about them among his old comrades from the Graveyard.

She couldn’t follow those who acted on their own without understanding the director’s heart.

“Thank you, Karin. I mean it.”

“I understand. I’m sorry for the interruption. I’ll take my leave now.”

Karin saluted Director Werner Grimm and left his office.

Then she leaned against the wall and just let out a sigh.

The lake.

She wanted to walk by the lake.

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The Eagle’s Nest held several unofficial meetings after that.

Even though they had been demoted, they were all still general-grade personnel.

They were in positions that naturally attracted attention wherever they went.

As they were under the President’s surveillance, their gatherings focused more on online rather than offline meetings.

If they used the internal intranet, even the President’s minions wouldn’t be able to track them easily.

So today, as always, when they connected their consciousness to the intranet and entered the electronic space,

“Werner, Werner Grimm!”

As soon as he connected his consciousness to that space, Brigadier General Mia Bierhoff, commander of the 3rd Combat Support Brigade, urgently called out to Werner.

They were merely exchanging opinions through electronic signals.

They couldn’t see faces, and no auditory information like voices was provided.

It was just two-way communication that directly implanted the text appearing in real-time in their minds.

However, Werner instinctively felt that the emotion from her consciousness was not positive at all.

“What’s the matter?”

“Did you see the emergency personnel decision sent out yesterday?”

“No, I didn’t.”

Yesterday, he had spent the entire day re-confirming and refining the information obtained from Red Street.

There was no time to check such personnel decisions.

“…Didn’t I tell you? The Strategic Security Agency was also excluded.”

Arthur Philias’s consciousness connected to the server.

He didn’t know exactly what was going on, but he couldn’t help but let out a sigh at the words that followed.

“Major General Dietrich Halder has been removed from his position.”

“What.”

“They say it’s ideological contamination. That they can’t entrust him with the trainees who will be responsible for the future of the Imperial Army.”

“What nonsense is that?”

Brigadier General Erwin Staufen, who had connected but remained silent, expressed his indignation.

“Could it be that the President noticed?”

“Well, it doesn’t seem like that. It just… looks like they’re executing something that had been planned for a long time.”

It was exactly as he said.

They had cut off all the arms and legs of Supreme Commander Arthur Philias, who was still standing tall.

The reason he was still in that position was because he had never bared his teeth at the President first, and they ‘judged’ that all his resistance had already been eliminated.

“Didn’t we discuss this earlier? If we were to carry out the operation, the main force was supposed to be about 30,000 personnel from the Imperial Army Training Center.”

Even if they were trainees, they were still properly trained soldiers.

Although today’s wars weren’t fought with numbers, 30,000 was more than enough to put pressure on the capital, Hoenbaren.

That was why his head was the first to roll.

“But did you really not receive any information?”

Brigadier General Mia added, as if in disbelief.

“About what?”

“This personnel order also included Inspection Chief Arwen.”

“What?”

Werner’s consciousness shook greatly.

“Wait… Don’t tell me you didn’t know at all?”

Arthur Philias asked back in a confused voice, but Werner had already terminated his intranet connection.

Arwen Orka.

No one in that place knew the whereabouts of her, who had stepped down from her position as Inspection Chief.

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