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Translated By Arcane Translations
Translator: FusionX
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In the shaking car, Arwen bit her lip hard.
Her eyes were covered with a blindfold, unable to see.
Her hands and feet were bound with handcuffs.
She was being restrained like livestock and transported somewhere.
‘Even so, I thought they wouldn’t treat me too harshly at the Supreme Command…’
Arwen had maintained her right to remain silent and claimed innocence throughout the interrogation.
In the end, Reinhard Himmler finished the first round of questioning at the Military Police Department directly under the Supreme Command, and decided that a more in-depth investigation and interrogation was necessary.
Anyway, they couldn’t randomly interrogate someone who had been one of their own just yesterday.
If they did, Reinhard himself would fail in the court of public opinion.
Even putting aside Arthur Philias, who had lost almost all his real power and become a back-room old man, there were many who didn’t view him favorably.
It meant they could find fault if they wanted to.
Just look at Alfred Hess, who had rapidly risen to become a real power in the Imperial Army.
As the President’s parachute appointee, he was treated well on the surface, but his inner discomfort was evident.
In the end, allies and enemies were not distinguished within the framework of politics.
This transfer was for his sake.
Wouldn’t it be better not to create reasons to be criticized in the first place?
However, Arwen noticed that she was not the only person restrained in the transport vehicle.
She realized there was no one guarding her as she wriggled her hands and feet.
Did they judge there was no need to place passengers inside the vehicle?
The last vehicle she had seen before her vision was blocked by the blindfold was a small escort vehicle used for transporting ordinary criminals.
“Is anyone there?”
“As I thought, I’m not alone.”
A heavy voice, close to that of an old man, was soon heard.
“I’m Arwen Orka, Chief of the Inspection Department. If it’s not rude, may I know your identity?”
“Arwen Orka…?”
“Do you know me?”
“Of course. I’m Dietrich Halder. I was the head of the Imperial Army Training Center.”
“Ah, Major General…!!”
It was as she thought.
The Inspection Department was clearly one of the military investigation agencies.
As Arwen had acted as part of the President’s line until she was discarded, Dietrich had also been one of the main targets of surveillance by the Inspection Department.
“Hearing that reaction, it seems you’re not accompanying as my surveillance. Perhaps… you too?”
“Yes, that’s right.”
“So now he’s even gotten rid of his own line…”
Dietrich muttered bitterly.
Of course, he had heard rumors about Arwen Orka, the guillotine of the Inspection Department.
Wasn’t she the one who had cut down her peers, who had once stood shoulder to shoulder with her, as if pruning branches?
And above all, she was also the ungrateful subordinate who had directly brought down her superior, Luthers Edan.
If it was going to end up like this anyway, why had she betrayed Luthers?
There was much he wanted to say, but Dietrich deliberately swallowed those words.
There was nothing good to be gained by talking more in an already captured situation.
Perhaps Arwen Orka might reveal his information to save herself.
If so, the Eagle’s Nest would be finished.
His urgent arrest would have already put them on alert, and he couldn’t put his precarious comrades in danger.
So Dietrich asked Arwen, pretending to be nonchalant.
“Do you… know where we’re going? Surely we’re not being taken for a secret burial or something?”
“Probably Ashblinka.”
“Ashblinka?”
“The military political prison camp. I’m not sure if it’s still at that level now…”
Arwen answered calmly, with a hint of worry in her voice.
Arwen could easily recall the terrible days in that camp.
She had been the one taken as an example.
As it was the front line, instead of Commander Luthers Edan, she as the deputy commander had been investigated at Ashblinka.
The President had judged that Luthers still had value, so he hadn’t done anything too severe to her…
But Arwen clearly remembered the fate of those who weren’t so chosen.
Rank, status, age – none of it mattered in front of the President’s gas chambers and high-temperature furnaces that burned even bones.
“Damn it… a political prison camp. That son of a bitch President is determined to kill us all. This is practically no different from a secret burial, isn’t it?”
Dietrich sighed deeply, as if resigned.
“My health wasn’t very good anyway. If I’d known this would happen, I should have at least said goodbye to my wife.”
“No, you won’t need to say goodbye.”
“…What do you mean?”
“Later.”
Arwen said in a small voice.
Even if there was no guard, there might be CCTVs or recorders installed inside.
Moreover, just then, the wildly shaking motion of the car suddenly stopped.
Soon, the door of the back compartment opened, and men roughly grabbed her neck and pulled her out of the car.
“Get out quickly! You traitors!!”
“Ugh…!!”
Arwen was practically thrown to the ground.
As she rolled on the damp ground, the blindfold covering her eyes came loose, and the gloomy sky entered her view.
[For the great President!]
[Ashblinka Camp No. 1]
They had arrived.
At the hellish camp she never wanted to return to.
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