Chapter 90: The Monster Who Wears the Flesh of a Man

Chapter 90: The Monster Who Wears the Flesh of a Man



Quite frankly, Bruno had missed much of what the Tsar had said. There were specific battles named for each award granted to him, as well as campaigns, such as his involvement in the Ingria, Volga, and counter-insurgency campaigns.

Bruno was still flabbergasted by what this all meant. He was no longer just the 9th son of a German nobleman. Instead, he was granted permission by the Tsar to display his own coat of arms and to name his own noble house, of which he was now the head.

In fact, if Bruno really wanted to, he could change his name on Russian documents and the name of his house to blend in with the Russian aristocracy. It was truly a strange thing, as his loyalties were first and foremost to the German Reich.

No doubt this was a scheme by either the Tsar or someone far more cunning behind him to bring Bruno closer to the Russian Empire. Either way, he had no choice but to accept the words and thank the Tsar for his benevolence, which is exactly what Bruno did.

"Your Majesty, I simply did what I felt was necessary to end a threat, not just to the Russian Empire and its people, but to all of humanity. The Red Menace must be confronted and fought wherever it is found, lest it destroy everything we, as Christians and men of conscience, hold dear.Yôur favorite stories at novelhall.com

Though I believe I was merely fulfilling my role as a man of faith and am wholly undeserving of the generosity you have bestowed upon me this day, I will still accept these honors, since you seem to think I am worthy of them.

I thank the Tsar and the House of Romanov for the kindness they have shown me today and will remember it until the day I die."

Knowing these were the words the Tsar wanted to hear, or at least those supporting him behind the scenes, Bruno chose to speak to them. After all, being granted citizenship and nobility in another major power was something whose value could not be easily defined by modern sensibilities.

For example, if-God forbid-Bruno ever found himself at odds with the Kaiser and the German Reich, or perhaps the Kaiser ended up being overthrown in this timeline and replaced with a government hostile to the nobility, yet in some odd chain of events the Tsar maintained his power, then Bruno and his family could flee to Russia and be treated as members of the highest social class, as well as heroes of the Empire for the contributions Bruno had made in the Russian Civil War.

Either way, Bruno was not going to reject a get-out-of-jail-free card. Although, he would seriously need to figure out how to incorporate Russia into his plans for the future. Perhaps the League of Three Emperors could really be restored through his efforts?

If so, then it would be Germany, Austro-Hungary, Russia, and Japan, against the likes of France, Britain, and Italy. Of course, there was the question of the Ottoman Empire, which had joined the war on the side of the Central Powers for their own purposes.

behind her.

"I assure you, you have nothing to fear from the name your father's enemies have given me. It is simply a reminder that I am good at my job, that's all."

This remark caused Olga's younger siblings to sigh in relief, believing that Bruno wasn't as terrifying as they had initially thought. That is until Olga had the nerve to explain exactly what his words really meant.

"So, you are saying that you are good at killing people, and that is why the Bolsheviks have given you such a terrible title?"

Bruno looked squarely into the girl's eyes with a cold gaze and said words that would only make her shake in fright.

"You are mistaken, Your Grace... Communists aren't people."

After saying this, Bruno bowed before the young daughters of the Tsar and walked off to get himself a stiff drink, mingling with the other patrons of the party thrown in his honor.

As for Olga, she stared at Bruno's back as he walked away, trembling at the words he had spoken and the indifference he showed towards the hundreds of thousands of men who had died at his command.

She restrained herself from speaking her thoughts aloud, knowing they were not appropriate to say, given the circumstances. However, if she had voiced them, her thoughts would have

been as follows:

'Communists aren't human? Then what kind of monster does that make you?'

After seeing Bruno return to some semblance of humanity, Olga sighed heavily in relief, having regained control of her nerves. She quickly led her siblings over to their father, hoping she would not have any further encounters with the monster who wore the flesh of a man.