When Duke Oliver comes to a reality with his comment the entire room politely takes a step back with their response, after all at the end of the day, Duke Oliver Gust currently are still not under Aeternum rules, in fact, it wouldn’t be wrong for everyone to treat him in a hostile manners, after all, to Aeternum, Alemia Nation is still a country that has given them a numbers of grief, and has been quite a baggage for the entire International Allied Conference. But naturally, it doesn’t take to long for the vibes in the room be so depressing, because there is a new members coming into the room.“Oh…looks like the party is almost complete…Since I were also called to be here..I supposed our topic today seems quite significant…Hohoho…Oh~ this is some new face in the crowd..”.(Governess Queen Aqeesha)“Where is my manners…A Pleasure to meet, The Queen of Eloesa Kingdom…These humble ones, is named Oliver Gust….I am the Duke from the Eastern Alemia Nation Region…”.(Duke Oliver Gust)Duke Oli
At first Eloesa Kingdom is a well known obscure Kingdom, since it was a small country that were placed in the middle of the sea and has barely made any contact with the Central Continent. Not that many knows about their existence, their prowess or even their nobility, but one thing that many people knows is that they are a warrior country that produced a lot of strong warrior. There are several instances where the Eloesa warrior made their ways into the Central Continent, and in each of that story, whenever they made land surely chaos would follow shortly. All of them were unbelievably strong and masters of fights and war, In a lot records and fable, they usually never ventured into the Central Continent too much, rather lingers on the coastal area only.But these elite warriors once they made land, they would always be a core to a destruction, people only knows that they come every few years or so. Do some mercenary works here and there, eats a lot, and often time, they would be both
To many tiered warrior, mages and knights, or it could be said to those that has experienced in dealing with monsters or fighting in a war, these kind of people were able to developed a sense of danger, a little bit like sixth sense, that enable them to felt sensitive to an Aura of those that are weaker or stronger than them. It was just a common sense in the world of Fantasma, but for some extent, especially those that were strong, their sense are much more acute to the point that they can sense an aura that are deadly to them my a mere slightest changes. These is what Governess Queen Jelina sense at the moment, and so does Duke Oliver Gust.In fact the entire Black House knew that the President has arrived the second he stepped into the building, because unlike any others, his thick heavy and regal Aura is completely different than any other person. To those that are new to his aura, they would felt as if they were pushed down to the ground by an enormous gravity, some even felt as
Duke Oliver Gust sure does looks like a Duke image that I have in my mind. He is polite, wise and have those dependable aura around him, he also quite dignified as a person and very agreeable. Unlike many Nobles that I have meet before, the genuinely honest when meet with me and treated me with a genuine respect rather than the superficial or respect that comes from fear that I have usually sees these days. He was on the muscular side, he’s actually at the same size as Colonel Xing, I can see that he is an adequate Knight himself, and quite experienced in the arts of war, he is a soldier just like me.I can also see that everyone in the room also have some agreeable perceptive on him. Seems like from the outside pictures alone he is actually fit the picture to be in these room, belonged to be apart of Aeternum upper echelon leaderships. In fact, that is my wishes actually, the reason I wanted to meet him today is to see if he is willing to be apart of Aeternum plans to calm and claim
In the midst of us talking honestly about the entire situations, I sneak a little tidbits about the current hidden situations of the entire scale of the war. But although I only hinted a little bit of it, it seems like Duke Oliver Gust weren’t that dense at all, he was able to caught that subtle clue that I present to him and he is also brave enough to push the issue forward.“Alemia Nation would cease to exist?….what do you mean by that, Your Highness President?…”.(Duke Oliver Gust)“well, look at the scale of the entire things Duke Oliver…through out the whole thing don’t you think that there is one pieces that sitting still…unlike the usually do?..”.“.…..Wait a minute…AH!…do you mean the Visma Nation?!…wait…right these whole time they have been silent…unlike what they usually does….those guys, whenever there were a conflict…they always jumps in and cause havoc all over the place as long as they can…That is odd…”.(Duke Oliver Gust)“Of course it is odd..because nowadays..unlike you
Duke Oliver Gust certainly are a proud patriot, perhaps it was because the Gust Family has been around since the founding of the Alemia Nation. The Gust family were one of the 5 founding family of the Alemia Nation, with the Royal sitting at the throne and the 4 Ducal family guarding the 4 direction, thus covering the entire nation with power, dignity and also honor. It was the thing that Nobles loved, But unless he realizes that those ancient proud history is already a thing of the past, Alemia Nation would fall and will be forgotten forever and ever. Because right now, Aeternum and I would never helped them at all, no matter what, if it means that my assistance would bring back the same kind of people that destroyed it and cause havoc in that nation, Aeternum will not move a single inch from it’s stance.“Duke Oliver Gust…this isn’t that time, for you to demand us…demand from me to respect Alemia Nation dignity…Your Queen and Crown Prince…has ignored my advise all the time…and what
At this moment, before he even got the chances to asked for my help that he desperately wanted on behalf of his entire nation, I already flat out denying his request, I openly cut him of and presented to him, my utmost rejection towards the entire matter. Hearing my reply, and my adamant insist that Aeternum will not help the Alemia Nation at all, made his whole hope fell, his face that at first seems to have some little hope that maybe he can ask for help, is now complete fell into despair as, he can truly see that I am hating the fact that I have to help Alemia Nation. Duke Oliver Gust at the moment, is a fence sitter, he does not sided with anyone at all, and until now he still wore his kind facade before me, and to me, above all, that kind of behaviour is undesirable at all.To be truly truthful, I know very well that Duke Oliver Gust and perhaps even the entire Eastern Alemia Region, loved Aeternum, and they even dreamed to be like Aeternum. They saw the goodness, the positivity
Duke Oliver Gust is no a fool, he knows and able to deduce where what we just told him were going. We aren’t just talking about the current condition of the Alemia Nation, we are also talking about to go on a far length in order to Protect Aeternum interest in these conflicts. The fact that Aeternum has developed a new open routes, which is the water routes is something that everyone in the Central Continent knows about. It was a major development, and the first of it’s kind in the history of Central Continent and also the entire Fantasma as a whole. Naturally as any routes that Aeternum has open, it would bring a lot of money to those that able to have apart of it.Aeternum that had developed the Air Routes a first naturally attracted many interest. But no one were able to say much of anything or even do anything because no one were able to challenged Aeternum dominance in the air. There is no ownership plots in the air that anyone can claims as their own, but when it comes to thing
The café, with its elegant glass windows and flourishing ivy, was abuzz with its usual morning crowd. However, one table in the corner stood out. Crown Princess Angela, seated with her usual poise, sipped her chamomile tea as she addressed the gathering of foreign dignitaries.Around her sat Countess Hessina Redwall of the Setting Sun Kingdom, a cunning diplomat who rarely minced words, Princess Yuneda Crystal of the Giant Lake Crystal Duchy, known for her charm and pragmatism, and Princess Nelly Nirewin of the Kingdom of Nirewin, a fiery orator with a sharp tongue. Despite their differences in personality and origin, all shared one thing in common: their countries' fates were intertwined with Aeternum’s ambitions.Angela placed her teacup gently on the saucer and let her steely gaze sweep across the table.“Ladies, let us dispense with pretenses,”she began, her voice firm but elegant.“Today marks the beginning of a new era—not just for Aeternum, but for the entire Central Continent
In bustling city squares, people gathered around public radios and large screens broadcasting the speech. Patriotic songs erupted spontaneously, as street performers played instruments, and the crowds joined in singing with fervor. The sight of Aeternum’s blue-and-gold banners fluttering in the wind became a symbol of hope and unity.For Alemia immigrants like Dario, a young carpenter who fled his homeland years ago, the news hit like a thunderbolt. Dario’s hands trembled as he gripped the edge of the workbench he was leaning on.“They’re going to free it,”he whispered, disbelief coloring his voice. His coworker, an Aeternum citizen, clapped him on the back and said with a wide grin,“Not ‘they.’ We are going to free it.”Dario smiled for the first time in years, tears glistening in his eyes.“Yes. We are.”For the millions of Alemia refugees living in Aeternum, this was a moment of vindication. They had fled their homeland in search of safety, many of them leaving loved ones behind.
“Good afternoon, citizens of Aeternum, people of Alemia, and brave soldiers of our army.Today, we stand at the cusp of history. Today, we march towards the final chapter of a war that should never have been necessary but became inevitable due to the greed, corruption, and incompetence of Alemia’s rulers.For too long, the so-called leadership of Alemia Nation has plagued this continent with its tyranny. Their greed led them to exploit our kindness, pillage our ships, and harm our people. For months, they ransacked our trade routes and embezzled millions of gold coins from our donations meant to help their suffering people. They took what was given freely and returned betrayal.But this war is not only about Aeternum’s justice. It is about liberating a land that has been drowning in oppression for decades. Alemia’s nobles and leaders have ruled with fear, corruption, and cruelty, subjecting their people to a life of suffering, where crime and evil fester unchecked. Their governance ha
“Enough,”I said, my tone firm but calm.“I understand your frustrations, but we must remain focused. This isn’t about them—it’s about us and the legacy we’re building.”Bina and Lucas nodded, though their anger was still palpable. Eliza wiped a tear of laughter from her eye, her grin fading as she straightened up.“We’ll use this situation to our advantage,”I continued.“Their incompetence is our opportunity. At 1:00 PM, we’ll begin the march towards the Central Region. Every front will advance simultaneously, stopping just 2 kilometers from Alemia Capital City.”The generals listened intently as I outlined the next steps.“When we reach that point,”I said, my voice carrying the weight of the moment,“I will address the nation through a live broadcast on Aeternum Media. The people need to see our resolve, our strength, and our commitment to ending this war. This isn’t just about conquering Alemia—it’s about uniting this land under the banner of peace, stability, and progress.”Bina
“You’re telling me this is the actual state of their forces?”Selie nodded, her expression unwavering.“Yes, sir. I confirmed all the information personally during the mission, and cross-referenced it with Count Dracul’s intelligence. The data is accurate.”The absurdity of the report was almost too much to process. According to the findings, the Crown Prince Amaris and Queen Romella’s forces were in complete disarray. Each side could barely muster 10,000 combat-ready soldiers, and those were in poor condition. Their leadership was non-existent, their strategies laughable, and their morale utterly shattered.“It’s like they’re begging to lose,”I said incredulously, setting the report down.“How did they even make it this far?”“They haven’t, sir,”Selie replied with a faint smirk.“They’re just floundering, hoping to outlast one another. Both sides are puppets, controlled by the nobles and vassals around them who are more interested in their own power plays than the war itself.”I le
“Summarize the troop positions and supply lines,”Selie instructed Maiden Aria, who was already pouring over a detailed map of the city.“Yes, ma’am,”Aria replied, her voice calm and professional. Meanwhile, Maiden Liana compiled a list of key figures within the enemy forces, cross-referencing them with the profiles provided by Count Dracul.“Do we need to wake the President?”Victoria asked as she filed her portion of the report. Selie shook her head.“No. The situation doesn’t warrant it. This is less of a war and more of a clean-up operation. The enemy forces are barely worth the effort. We’ll brief him in the morning.”The Maidens nodded in agreement, their movements efficient and precise as they continued organizing the information. Selie couldn’t help but feel a mix of satisfaction and disappointment as she reviewed the compiled intelligence. The state of the Crown Prince Amaris and Queen Romella’s forces was abysmal.“The Crown Prince’s forces are exhausted, demoralized, and p
“The Crown Prince’s forces are as undisciplined and chaotic as this file suggests?”Count Dracul, standing stiffly at attention, nodded firmly.“Yes, Lt. Colonel. They are barely a shadow of what they once were. Their troops are underfed, underpaid, and completely demoralized. The noble’s squabble among themselves, and neither the Crown Prince nor the Queen has the wit or leadership to unite them.”Selie raised an eyebrow, leaning back in her chair with an expression that was equal parts disbelief and disdain.“So, they’re little more than children playing at war,” she muttered under her breath, her sharp tone betraying her disappointment. “It’s almost laughable. If this is what they call leadership, it’s a wonder they lasted this long.”For the next few minutes, Selie cross-referenced every point in the dossier with Count Dracul. Every troop position, every supply depot, and every weakness listed was corroborated. Dracul’s responses were quick and precise, each answer adding weight t
“Count Dracul,”she began, her voice firm and unwavering,“I trust you’ve gathered the intelligence we requested. I need a full assessment of the current situation in the capital—numbers, key locations, morale, everything.”Count Dracul inclined his head and moved to his desk, retrieving a thick file of documents.“Of course, Lt. Colonel. I anticipated your arrival and prepared these reports. They contain detailed accounts of the enemy’s troop movements, the state of the Queen’s court, and the overall morale of the capital’s populace.”He handed the file to Selie with both hands, his gaze flickering nervously as she began flipping through the pages with meticulous precision. The room fell silent save for the sound of rustling paper. Dracul, despite his composed exterior, felt a bead of sweat trail down his temple. Selie’s reputation for strictness was well-known, and he could only hope his work met her exacting standards.Selie’s sharp eyes scanned the documents, her brow furrowing sl
“You know, it’s said that the Maidens could topple an entire city if they wanted. I mean, we’re special forces, but compared to them…”He trailed off, shaking his head. Lionel smirked, glancing back at the young sergeant.“Compared to them? We’re kids playing soldier, Miles. But remember this: tonight, we’re part of something bigger. So, keep your head in the game.”After an hour of steady driving, the convoy finally came to a halt roughly one kilometer east of Alemia Capital City. The soldiers disembarked quietly, their boots crunching softly against the dirt. The chilly night air bit at their skin, but it wasn’t the cold that sent shivers down their spines—it was the sight before them.In the faint moonlight, Alemia Capital City loomed in the distance like a wounded giant. Its once-mighty walls were battered and crumbling, scars of relentless conflict etched into its stone.Surrounding the city, like a cancerous growth, were countless makeshift camps—hundreds of thousands of tents s