Animal farm’s shocking beginning.
The animals, who had been exploited, successfully rebelled, and the farm became theirs.
“This is so refreshing!”
“We should kill all the humans too!!”
The Imps clapped and chanted for slaughter.
Even Teo was slightly taken aback.
“…Krrang?”
‘I expected it, but the reaction is even more intense than I thought. Were they that pent up?’
Teo tilted his head.
And no wonder, what kind of race were the Imps?
Weren’t they a race so innocent and pure that they were called fairies?
Yet, even they were frothing at the mouth, clamoring to kill humans?
It was astonishing.
Even those with flower gardens in their heads were moved by…
-The Communist Manifesto’s overwhelming power of incitement.
‘The prophecy the pig made at the beginning, that’s the Communist Manifesto.’
The Communist Manifesto. The opening act of Animal Farm, a satire of that declaration that called for the construction of a classless society.
It was one of the reasons why Teo dropped everything else to start churning out ‘Animal Farm.’
She knew very well what would happen if this really took off.
‘They’re treated worse than laborers during the Industrial Revolution. They’re bound to be vulnerable to talk of revolution.’
‘There are already so many who are out for blood, if this kind of ideology spreads…’
‘Even if I step in, it’ll be hard to fix. Everyone will be blinded by rage.’
Her eyes turned back to the Imps.
It was to see if they would still support the revolution even after reading to the end.
‘Please. I don’t want to have to erase your memories.’
She was prepared to forcibly fix things if it came down to it, but this was something they didn’t even dream of.
The pure Imps turned the pages.
Flames flickered in their eyes.
[The storage shed at the end of the stable was broken open. Halters, nose rings, dog chains, and the knives used to castrate pigs and sheep were all thrown into the well. So were the whips.]
[All the animals ran around happily, watching the whips burn.]
[They rolled in the dew, ate the sweet summer grass, kicked up clods of earth, and smelled the soil.]
“This is really good!”
“Everything on the continent belongs to us demihumans!!”
“We have to kill all the humans and take it back!!”
The story of Animal Farm continued.
The animals enjoyed their freedom for a while.
They escaped from the humans who had oppressed them and enjoyed what they deserved.
It was the sweetness of the immediate aftermath of the revolution, but,
[The pigs revealed that they had learned to read and write over the past three months.]
[Then the pig who wrote the best wrote ‘Animal Farm’ on the gate.]
[They then explained that the pigs had reduced the principles of the animals to seven commandments.]
The pigs, a race that learned to read and then appointed themselves leaders.
They were putting forward something called the Seven Commandments.
Whatever goes upon two legs is an enemy, no animal shall wear clothes, and so on.
Laws that seemed very plausible on the surface.
‘No animal shall kill any other animal, all animals are equal…’
‘That’s exactly what Teonar-nim said!’
The Imps’ eyes sparkled.
Before they knew it, ‘Animal Farm’ was their Millenia.
The eyes scanning the book also quickened.
As much as they hoped that the animals’ future would be as bright as theirs, they were deeply immersed.
As if to meet their expectations, the content of the novel…
Began to gradually deviate from their expectations.
[The pigs directed and supervised others instead of actually working.]
[Considering their superior knowledge, it was only natural that they should lead the animals.]
[The work for the following week was planned, and resolutions were submitted. It was always the pigs who made the resolutions.]
“…?”
‘Something’s a little strange. Why only the pigs?’
Pigs, a new leading race.
They were acting suspicious.
The milk squeezed from the cows was disappearing, and only the pigs were exempt from strenuous physical labor.
There were more than one or two questionable points.
All of this added to their unease.
It felt like there was discord in paradise.
‘It’s nothing. The animal kingdom, Millenia, is a happy utopia without humans.’
‘We’re also working under Milanoi-nim, the smartest Imp. That’s only natural.’
‘It’s for efficient work.’
At first, the Imps thought it couldn’t be helped, but,
[The question of where the milk was going was soon resolved.]
[It was mixed into the pigs’ feed every day.]
[The orchard was full of apples that had fallen in the grass.]
[The animals thought these would be divided equally, but an order was given to collect all the apples for the pigs.]
[Comrades! Surely you don’t think the pigs are hoarding all this out of selfishness and a sense of privilege?]
[The sole purpose for which we take these things is to preserve our health.]
[We pigs are brain workers. The management and organization of this farm depend on us.]
[Drinking milk and eating apples is for your sake.]
The pigs’ preferential treatment was getting worse and worse.
The Imps frowned.
It was so clear from a distance that it was plausible nonsense.
‘Could those pigs be Orcs? That’s why Orcs are like that…’
‘Wait, that’s not it. They’re not that smart.’
‘Why did Teonar-nim introduce such selfish beings?’
They were newly curious about Teo’s intentions.
They decided to keep reading.
Of course, there was no way the story would change for the better now.
[All animals are equal. But some animals are more equal than others.]
‘What is this…?’
‘Is this the end? The pigs are turning into humans?’
Once they tasted power, the pigs quickly became corrupt.
Even the Seven Commandments, which they had put forward for the sake of the animals, ended up denying the value of equality
itself.
In the end, the humans and pigs even reconciled and started playing cards with each other.
To the animals, to the Imps, they were no different from humans.
In other words, this was an ending that was 180 degrees different from the heroic tale the Imps had expected at the beginning.
The Imps, who had been so-called ‘drifted,’ were furious and wrote a 5,700-character letter of protest…
“….”
‘It’s definitely inevitable that it would turn out like this. Not all demihumans are as smart as Imps.’
They didn’t get angry.
This was a book written directly by Teonar, containing a message for the demihumans.
It was the truth itself for the demihumans.
Therefore, they should take the time to contemplate and realize instead of getting angry.
Ah, a truly equal society can never be achieved.
Even Millenia has a ruling class, Teo and his five retainers.
How could the demihumans live equally among themselves?
“…Looking at it again, the beginning scene was just too hopeful.”
“It’s impossible unless all the demihumans are as smart and cute as us Imps.”
“It’s better to be led by a transcendent being like Teonar-nim.”
Therefore, the Imps interpreted this as what would happen if Teo were gone.
Like the prophet pig at the beginning, what would happen to Millenia if Teo disappeared one day.
“……Krrang.”
‘In the end, they’re treating me like an Übermensch, just like my retainers? I guess it can’t be helped yet.’
Although it was different from her exact intention, Teo had achieved his goal in any case.
He, watching the Imps, stood up.
If even the Imps, who were on the less intelligent side among the demihumans, could realize it, it would be okay to spread it throughout Millenia.
Firmly convinced of this.
“Lucia? Let’s start mass-producing it now. Make it a must-read novel.”
“That’s my specialty! Just leave it to me!”
Thus, the first mass-produced novel. Animal Farm.
A full-fledged anti-communist novel was circulating in Millenia.
* * *
Two months had passed since then.
The novel Teo had spread, Animal Farm.
It definitely had its effect.
“Drain, you haven’t been saying that lately? That productivity will be maximized if everyone shares equally—that kind of thing.”
“…..My thinking has changed a bit. Trying to create heaven on earth will only bring hell.”
First of all, the dwarf Drain, who had been a potential Marxist, had changed his mind.
He would have been stubborn if anyone else had said anything, but wasn’t this a novel written directly by Teo?
He wasn’t foolish enough to deny the future she had foreseen.
Even he, who looked so good with a hammer and sickle, was like this, so how much more would the other demihumans be?
Everyone read it, was shocked, and shook their heads.
They turned their backs on the ideology of communism.
“There’s no need to read to the end!”
“I want to kill the humans right now…”
Of course, some hot-tempered people did emerge, but,
-Fzzzt.
“It’s Teo-nim’s writing. Aren’t you going to read it to the end?”
“Hiek!!”
“I, I’m sorry, Lucia-nim!!”
“Submit a review to Shar after you’ve read it all. If she reviews it and judges that you haven’t understood it properly… you know?”
“I’ll read it until I understand it!”
“If I don’t understand, I’ll ask other smart races and learn from them!!”
“Okay, do well.”
Lucia, in charge of Millenia’s ‘socialization.’
Thanks to her direct supervision, no mishaps occurred.
Thanks to her, anti-communism took root in Millenia.
“Sigh, maybe I can understand the humans a little bit?”
“…What? Are you crazy?”
“Think about it. If Teonar-nim were to subjugate the humans as they are, what would we do?”
“Th, that’s…”
“It’s no different. In the end, hatred goes around and comes around.”
Some of the long-lived species even understood Teo’s intentions at heart.
The reason why she was trying to coexist instead of exterminating humanity, a fragment of it.
The Queen of Valentia, Lykke III, was no exception.
“You want to export this book, Teonar-nim?”
“Yeah, along with a Korean textbook.”
“Of course, that’s fine. Thank you for consulting me in advance.”
One book that Teo brought.
She, who had already learned Korean, easily realized its true intentions.
She also guessed that this would be of some help in harmonizing the demihumans and humans.
There was no reason not to accept the export.
‘It’ll just gather dust in the nobles’ studies.’
There was another reason why she accepted.
Lykke thought that this would only end at the level of the upper class reading it for fun.
To be precise, ‘There’s no way commoners would learn Korean to read this.’
‘It’s okay. Unless you’re trying to change the Valentian language, this much is fine.’
Therefore, she breathed a sigh of relief today…
“I have some other books besides this one, is it okay to sell them too?”
“……? Of course, but I wonder if I could know what kind of books they are. I purely want to read them.”
“Heung? Well, you’re human, so you might like this kind of thing. Here, take it.”
A book handed over just as she was about to feel relieved.
She took it without much thought and held it in her hand.
Flutter-
The sound of turning paper rang softly.
-She jumped up!
“Th, th, this is.”
“What do you think after reading it? Is it to your taste?”
“Th, th-that’s, well…”
‘It’s definitely great, but it’s a little embarrassing to say it directly!!’
She understood, even if only a little, the feelings of Leo, the monarch who had been tormented by Millenia for years.