The rooms had furniture that looked exclusive and definitely imported. The walls, the paintings, the floor, everything in the house looked like it was made by the finest craftsmen. There were some huge paintings on the wall. Some were of some random people and place in history all over the world. But each room as they passed by had one common theme.

Each room had a portrait of the Supreme Leader and his predecessors. Robin could not handle the amount of narcissism that this guy had. He had heard of the story that if a house ever caught fire, the first thing to be saved from the fire should be the portraits of their supreme leaders.

One couldn't even proceed to explain how absurd this law was. But he could understand that as this leader wanted to maintain the propaganda and a sense of godhood among the countrymen. But he couldn't understand the same narcissism in their own home. Looking at his own portrait everyday would make Robin dizzy. He would definitely start to hate himself if he did that at his own home.

But it was not the time to curse this crazy egomaniac as he had already arrived near the door that led to the master bedroom. A heavily built man was sitting on a chair, puffing a cigarette while reading a Playboy magazine.

Robin and Sigret were hiding behind a corner and looked at the man reading the magazine. He was engrossed in the magazine's scantily clad women. Robin didn't want to waste any more time and he changed his hand armor into a small pistol and pointed the small barrel at the head of the soldier.

He took a deep breath. This would be his first time killing a person. He was sure that he would have to do it because Sigret didn't move an inch while standing beside him. It was as if she was saying that she would follow his lead, not the other way round.

After three slow and deep breaths, he calmed himself and pulled the trigger. The Blue Beetle armor could eject plasma bullets of any size and intensity required. The bright blue colored plasma shot out and before anyone knew, the bullet passed through the soldier's head.

The soldier who had been enjoying the magazine didn't even utter a sound, nor any sound came out of the 'gun' of Robin. It was clean and clear. Robin also made sure that he didn't use too much power in the plasma shot. He didn't want the bullet to cross through the wall behind and alert the fat guy.

The soldier's head hung on his shoulders and became lifeless as the magazine fell on the marbled floor. The plasma bullet had cauterized the blood vessels as it moved through the tissues.

Robin and Sigret both came out of the corner and came forward to look at his first kill. Surprisingly, Robin didn't feel as guilty as he thought he should. Only thing that revolved in his head now was what crimes he had committed. Though he didn't know, he was sure that there would be multiple.

"He is responsible for raping multiple women in this palace, forcing himself onto his own wife, killing multiple men on orders of a known tyrant and that is just that we know of. He was in the military and there are many redacted information that I can't get access so I estimate that there are more."

Robin got scared and placed his finger at his lips to make her shut up. Kim would hear them if they talked.

"You don't have to worry. His room is soundproof. Whatever is going on inside wouldn't be heard of the world outside. Did you hear any sound from his room? You should pay attention to your senses too. You need battlefield intelligence in addition to textbook knowledge."

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Robin just shrugged as he really didn't think that much. He was being stealthy and that's all he knew about. Battlefield instinct would take time to grow.

"I have disabled all the radio channels that I can receive and send. Since he loves using a soundproof room, let that be his doom."

Sigret said as she sent out multiple drones around that went to the adjacent rooms. She did so in order to jam the signals from all the directions.

Robin too got to work as he turned his finger into a key that could fit the lock and turned it. The lock opened without any resistance. He pushed the door and went straight in with Sigret after he used the Slow Time shout that would make time around him go slower. Oh yes! There was one shout for that too. Everything around him went slow for a few seconds as he stepped inside in normal speed.

Coming through the door could invoke the cries of the women and the fat man. This could alert the guards and they needed to close the door fast so that no sound could escape.

Robin and Sigret were way too fast, and he was correct. Right after they went in, there was a cry from the First Lady, Ri Sol-ju. She was naked and was actually kissing one of the women in the bed. The fat man was going on with a woman while kissing another woman who was naked too.

Surprisingly, none of the other women screamed or even flinch as they came in and only the First Lady reacted. It was probably because the women had gone through so much abuse that they had accepted their life and were just desensitised to the things happening around them.

At least that's what Robin thought, but his train of thoughts stopped as the fat man took a small controller from the side of the bed and pressed it.

But the button which also had an indicator didn't light up. He pressed in again but it still didn't work. Robin smirked and took a chair by the side and sat on it. He just looked at the fat man and revealed his face. Sigret just stood beside him and just gave them a warm smile.

The First lady had stopped screaming and covered her body with the bed sheet nearby. Her eyes looked terrified and she was trying to hold back her tears. Meanwhile the rotund man who had glistening sweat on his body was trying to call his guards using the controller but to no avail.

Unlike other dictators he didn't have a pistol near his bed nor his bedroom. It was so because he feared that the women he had been sleeping with would try to kill him using his own pistol.His father had to face one such attempt and he had learnt this lesson from his father and only had the trusty controller that he always had which would call the secret service that he had stationed in his 'palace'.

"Why don't you press the button a few more times to see if it works." Robin finally opened his mouth. His words were translated to Korean and were perfectly understood by Kim.

"Who the fuck are you? How did you get in?"

"We came in by the door didn't you see."

Kim had now slapped the women out from his lap. She fell across on the other side of the bed. The other women huddled together to get away from Kim as they could understand he was particularly angry and they had been trained what to do and what not. Robin almost shot him at this point but he stopped. This guy deserved torture and not such a quick death!

"What do you want?" Kim said as he still looked calm and thought everything was in his control.

"What do I want? I want your country. Oh scratch that! Your country doesn't belong to you anymore."

"Huh!!! .... Hahaha.... Hahahaha..." Kim laughed out loud and finally got up from bed while covering his body with a velvety robe. He opened the drawer and took out two glasses and a bottle of scotch and poured it in. Robin didn't stop him and just let him do what he was doing. He wanted to see what this guy wanted to say.

"You want a drink?"

"No, I am good." Robin replied. Kim didn't bother to offer again and just took a sip.

"I presume, the guard outside is dead."

"Oh his soul had long traveled to the afterlife."

"How did you get in? There was no warning and none of my secret service alerted me. If you can give me the technology I will make you rich."

"Well, the technology that I have is much ahead of its time. I am curious though, why are you acting so confident?"

"Why am I so confident you ask? Because you brought a woman with you. Don't you know that women are relatively weaker than men? I am surprised that you could even reach this place with a woman tagging along. And another reason is that you said you want to control the country. How will you do so? My face is everywhere in the country. If I die there will be an investigation and you will get nothing. So you need me. In the end you have stepped foot in the wrong place."