#This is why you DON'T curse a revolutionist war hero.

[infernal-general]

“Jó estét kívánok! Visszajöttek a félkegyelmű huszárok!” Ferenc laughed at his improvised greeting

“Fehérvári vagyok, nőcsábász szarjankó!” Márta definitely took issue with the ‘deranged’ adjective

How Rozália missed them. Despite despising the Ring so fiercely...yet her first stride was aimed to find Marcell and Farkas to witness the progress of the Military District.

The tight, warm hug as greeting from her right hand was a welcomed gesture, even though it put pressure on bruises that haven't healed yet.

“Te is hiányoztál Marcell.” (Missed you too Marcell.) She returned the embrace just as fiercely, only looking around after a few moments had passed in peace.

“Kibővitettük a bázist, sokan akarnak csatlakozni a sereghez, főleg az 56'-os mártírok. Nekik ideiglenes szállásuk van, mivel nem tudjuk, hogy kivitelezhető-e.” (We expanded the headquarters, many want to join the army, especially the martyrs of 56'. They have a temporary residence, since we don't know whenever its doable or not.) Marcell started the report, pointing at the new building closest to the headquarters.

“Meg tudom csinálni. Holnap hozhatod az újoncokat, de figyelmeztesd őket, hogy rohadtul fog fájni.” (I can do it. You can bring the rookies tomorrow, but warn them that the process will hurt like hell.) Rozália confirmed and ensured whoever wants part of the Hellfire curse is aware of the risks and pains that come with it.

The day was spent as a tour, many buildings were still freshly painted, little fingerprints found upon closer examination. She'd poured all of her savings into innovation, expansion and prosperity. Houses, apartment complexes for sinners and hellborns alike, free from judgment, classism and Overlords. A secondary hospital, with a maternity unit and steady supply from Sloth for every kind of illness and injury possible.

Job opportunities ranging from physical and skilled labor to academic ones. Elementary school and university established for imps, hellhounds with sinners also offered the opportunity to both. Béla's bakery was buzzing with people even now, with plenty employees hired to make it manageable. Clean streets, clean air, wildlife gently littering the sides of the roads. Farkas managed to pull a miracle of somehow managing seeds to take root, blossom into trees, small fields of grains; creating an independent food supply for the region. Only animals were missing, they were due next week from Wrath according to Márta. The watchtowers also received an upgrade plus a few more sprung along the borders of the territory, no doubt with a few explosive surprises underground as Árpád's courtesy.

“Minden elképzelésemet felülmúltátok.” (You've surpassed all of my expectations.) Rozália rested a gentle hand on his shoulder, her features soft and proud.

The soldier blushed at the sincere compliment, unsure how to react to such high praise. However, something remained undiscussed.

“Azt...nem tudom mi legyen a...prostituáltakkal.” (I...don't know what to do with the...prostitutes.) He managed to force it out, embarrassed to not have a solution ready

“Mi lenne? A szexmunka is munka. Ha van rá igény, építsünk egy elit bordélyházat védelmet biztosítva, de függetlenül is dolgozhatnak. Egy klub sem ártana, és nem egy falusi kocsmára gondolok. Aki táncolni akar, de nem tovább, legyen nekik hol.” (What to do? Sexwork is work too. If there's need for it, lets build an elite brothel with protection, but they can work independently too. A club also wouldn't hurt either, but I'm not thinking about a tavern. If someone wants to dance but nothing more, they should have a place to do so.) Rozália concluded

“És Valentino?” Marcell pointed out

“Ha nincs szerződése az itt dolgozókkal, bekaphatja a nem létező faszomat.” (If he doesn't have a soul contract with the ones working here, he can suck my nonexistent dick.) “Semmi köze nincs, hogy mi történik a Hadi Körzetben. És ha úgy gondolja, hogy van...” (He has no business knowing what happens in the Military District. And if he thinks he does...)

“Egy gonddal kevesebb.” (One problem less.)

“Az elvonó tömve van, Pest gyógynövényekkel kísérletezik szabadidejében.” (The rehabilitation institute is packed, Pest is experimenting with herbs in his free time.) Farkas, with hands still muddy up to elbows chimed in. His state didn't deter Rozy from going for a half hug

“Említettél két újabb beruházást az éjszaka hölgyei és urai számára..., de utálom, hogy meg kell kérdeznem: van rá keret? Így is rengeteget áldoztál abba, amit lázálomnak hittem.” (You mentioned two other investments for the ladies and gentlemen of the night...,but I hate that I have to ask: do we have the finances for it? You've already sacrificed a tremendous amount to what I thought was a fever dream.) Yet here they were standing, in the heart of innovation.

“Van. Mostanáig azon voltam, hogy legyen.” (We have. And I have been working on that until now.) And she will continue to do so whenever she can, cage, underground, professional fights in every Ring paid extremely well, despite her achievements, she was still dismissed as a weirdly powerful sinner. Which she proved wrong again and again with every fight, leaving crippled or dead opponents in her wake. Her healing factor allowed her to take on multiple opponents a night with little to no rest between days, that thanks to her built up stamina for Extermination.

“Pár befektető Fösvénységből érdeklődést mutatott-” (A few businessmen from Greed showed interest-)

“Feldughatják.” (They can shove it up to their ass.) Rozália cut in

“...Nem valami diplomatikus hozzáállás.” (...Not really a diplomatic approach.) Marcell chuckled

“Ezekkel nem lehet diplomatikus lenni. Elsőre határozottan elutasítod, utána, ha visszaszólnak, defenesztrálod őket.” (You can't be diplomatic with those. You firmly reject them at first, and then if they have anything more to say, defenestrate them.)

Marcell, upon seeing Farkas' slight confusion reworded it as “Kibaszod őket az ablakon.” (Hurl them out of the fucking window.), earning a gruff ‘Then why didn't you say that?’

“Létrehoztunk valami különlegeset. Fejlődést, biztonságot adunk majdnem ingyen. Nagyon sokan fognak próbálkozni, hogy eltiporják. Nem hagyhatjuk, nem csak magunk miatt, hanem azokért akiket befogadtunk és jobb életet ígértünk. Én nem szegem meg a szavam.” (We made something special. We are giving prosperity and safety almost for free. Many will try to destroy all that. We can't let them, not just for ourselves, but for the ones we took in and promised better lives. I never go back on my word.) Rozália declared, ruby eyes sweeping through the sight before her. This is how revolution looks like. And she will continue to bring, nourish and protect it.