Let Me Shoulder This Blame! Chapter 22

Chapter 22

The lieutenant entered the room. The marshal had returned to his usual calmness. He met the lieutenant's hasty anxious eyes, and even teased him a bit with a smile on his lips.

Wayne stayed outside the door, listening to the soft laughter transmitted to him through the headphones. The light in his eyes gradually became resolute, and he left quickly in silence.

Translations by Vanilla Muse.

He wanted Daniel to live well. He wanted him to be able to laugh easily just like this. He wanted him to live in the sun, and to forever be beside him, guarding this country that they put in blood and tears for.

He had to do it.

Wayne's judgment was accurate. Two days later, the uprising broke out in the capital, and within three days, the entire country was ignited.

On the first day of the uprising, Daniel took on the leaders.h.i.+p role at this time of crisis. He was ordered to urgently end his vacation and return to the presidential office. He was fully responsible for directing the army to suppress the uprising.

Su s.h.i.+, who was left unattended, immediately resumed his usual style of work, and greeted Wayne. As soon as the other party left the capital, he began to bombard the so-called gathering sites of the insurgents. The empty base exploded into ruin.

"He really did that?"

Hearing Carter's report, Wayne's expression sank, and he clenched the intelligence report in his hand.

He understood Daniel's intention for doing so. The capital had his counterpart to oversee things. It had never been designated as the main battlefield of the insurgents. After the first shot was fired, the insurgents have withdrawn from the capital.

And Daniel would undoubtedly make people think that government forces have strangled the insurgents indiscriminately. The anger and dissatisfaction of the people have reached their peak. If such tragic news were used as a fuse, it would definitely detonate the situation on the largest scale.

But this also meant that Daniel's impression in people's minds would be even more brutal and cold-blooded, and the public's anger at the government would also tie Daniel firmly to the war chariot.

"Your Highness Wayne, Senior Daniel's course of actions is the best choice possible. Not only did it temporarily paralyze the Terence government with this momentary peace in the capital, they also won't be able to react as quickly, and it would also make the public more emotional. Everyone had evacuated so there will be no real loss…"

Watching his overly fierce reaction, Carter hesitantly spoke in a low voice, but Wayne had already put down the intelligence report and interrupted him softly, "I understand, Nightingale, you go out first."

He certainly understood, but it would be nice if he could understand it earlier.

Returning to the dark room alone, Wayne stood for a while at the table, and opened the monitoring screen.

In the office, Su s.h.i.+ was sitting at his desk in a coat, sipping the hot cocoa in his cup, and writing down a neat line of words in a book.

"Marshal, take a break."

The lieutenant dimmed the light for him, unnecessarily stowed his notebook aside, and extended an arm towards him. "Your body is not suitable for work that is too exhausting. It is time for rest now. I will call you early tomorrow."

"How come I feel like you're less and less afraid of me now, since you've been with Wayne."

Su s.h.i.+ chuckled softly. He compromised and pushed himself up with the help of the other's arm. He closed his eyes against a wave of dizziness. When the world in front of him regained clarity, he was already leaning on the lieutenant's shoulder.

"It's not because of His Highness Wayne, Marshal. It is because even you no longer have confidence in your body, so what I say seems to be more and more effective."

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The lieutenant muttered. He took Su s.h.i.+'s coat and set it on the side. The he helped him lie down on the camp bed next to him. "Marshal, His Highness Wayne will win sooner or later, but as long as you control the situation, you don't have to work so hard–”

“Of course he will win, but if he can't change the lives of everyone as soon as possible, he won't win the trust of the people.”

All the bookwork has made him dizzy. Su s.h.i.+ tiredly stretched his sore body and turned his head to the side to explain his intention.

“Most of these cruel orders were executed from my hands. The Terence government will not pay attention to how many and what they are. If I can sort them out as soon as possible, Wayne will have more leverage, and it will be easier to change them, don't you agree?"

"I only know… these things that you write yourself will become evidence of your guilt after the country is subverted again."

The lieutenant was unmoved, and his voice was faintly mute: “Marshal, victory will soon come, have you never really thought about what you would do then?”

What to do? Of course it is to grab the pot* and conveniently run away.

[*T/N: pot - metaphor for "blame"]

Su s.h.i.+'s eyes unconsciously expressed some yearning, but then he remembered his painful experiences of repeated defeats and hesitated for a moment before rebuilding his confidence. There was a faint glimmer of smile in his eyes.

“When that time comes, I'll find a place where no one knows and hide, and live the rest of my life peacefully. You guys don't have to look for me, just let me rest, okay?"

The lieutenant shook his head, choked up with emotion. He wanted to help the marshal tuck into bed, but there was a sudden loud noise outside the window.

He had already communicated with the insurgents. At this time there should be no fighting. Su s.h.i.+ jerked upright and endured the flip-flopping of his stomach. A guard had already staggered into the room in a haste.

“Marshal! It is the common people who have spontaneously protested. They are using civilian weapons to open fire on the Presidential Palace. They also claim that bombs were buried in the Presidential Palace. Please evacuate as soon as possible!”

The author has something to say:

Su s.h.i.+: Speaking of which you may not believe!!! I think the pot is almost hot and ready this time!!! ＼ （￣︶￣） ／