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
Duke Oliver Gust eyes were brimming with fiery passion right at the moment. For the last 40 minutes ever since I speak, he was all depressed about everything and sighing at every chances that he got, all these times I have been insinuating to him, that if he wanted to changed Alemia nation he need to step up to the entire thing himself, and just like that he was able to think forwards in line with what I wanted him to decide on. At this time, I don’t want Aeternum to be directly involved with everything, I rather everyone focused on the self development first.Handling another war, is just too burdensome right now. But at the same time, these is a perfect moment, to secure the River system that we use, Alemia Southern Region need to be under my control, if we don’t want any troublesome matter to rise up in the future. If Duke Oliver Gust were able to link hand with me, my demand is for him to give Aeternum a full power and reign to all the Rivers that inside the Aeternum Water route p
Everything just went spiraling our of control before me, At first the Duke seems a little bit too down and depressed when he heard that it was clear that Aeternum won’t be helping his nation that were currently in crisis, and right now, he was already celebrating with everyone.What I were able to catch up is that he was definitely wanted to be apart of Aeternum and already figured out a way for me to give him a positive reply to the whole thing, but right now I felt that rather than following the exact reply process that I thought would happened, it seems that something else entirely has been concluded by him.“Umm…Duke Oliver….do you perhaps already managed to understood what I have been trying to say to you?..”.I wanted to figure out just how did his mood did 360 degree of change just now. So I rather asked him directly seems he was in the middle of his own jubilation I am sure that it won’t disturbed the mood too much.“Hahaha!…of course I do, Your Highness President!…I know that
Rather than stopping his monologue in track and disturbed him of his speech. I Kinda wanted to hear from him just how did he come to conclusion to invite me and Aeternum to just go ahead and conquer his country. I figured that everything would just be a simple process, but thank to him, we actually just instead opted for an extreme instead.“Your Highness, President..I, at the end of the day…although I am a decent Knight…I am very lacking as a leader…me getting ahead of myself…taking the throne?…it would be ruined before we knows it…Like my daughter said…I am a Muscle head kinda man…Hahaha….to be honest with everyone, the only reason as to why the Eastern Region has been doing so well recently is because…I copied Aeternum governance method…I learned about it, implemented it….after I’ve done these…only then, I were able to witnessed the change…I have never seen my people smile genuinely before…I knew then..that Only Aeternum…can achieved such things…and I am sure..only under your rule,
I knew what was at stake. We had to uphold this example. We had to show, beyond doubt, that the age of “Human First” was over.That the only supremacy left was the supremacy of character. Wisdom. Unity. Vision. And if we could carve that truth into the very soul of the UNA—if we could bury the old hatreds under libraries, not graves—then maybe, just maybe, this world could finally, finally leave its chains behind.I stood up from my chair, moving to the window. Out there, the city pulsed—an endless, living testament to what was possible when walls were torn down, not built higher. I closed my eyes for a moment. I didn’t want to be remembered as the conqueror of nations. I wanted to be remembered as the architect of a new era.One where no child was born inferior. One where no citizen was condemned by the shape of their ears or the color of their skin or the tail on their back. One where power didn’t mean oppression—but opportunity.Aeternum would be the beacon. And the UNA? The vessel
I took another sip of tea, letting the warmth spread through me.Because here’s the delicious irony: by copying our education system, they didn’t just adopt our books and schedules.They were adopting our mindset.Every child who learned using our curriculum. Every teacher trained by our methods. Every official who quoted Aeternum textbooks. They were all little seeds planted deep within foreign soil.In ten years?Those nations would think like us.In twenty?They would be like us. All without a single sword being drawn. I leaned back in my chair, utterly content.Without armies, without bloodshed, we were gaining soft political power over thirty-one nations.Real power.The kind that shaped futures. Mina clinked her cup lightly against mine in a silent toast, her green eyes sparkling.“To the future?” she teased.I smiled, lifting my cup.“To the future we’re writing,” I said.And out there, beneath the quiet, darkening sky, the seeds of a new world had already begun to bloom.The n
In New City, the public watched it all unfold on massive news screens and digital displays.A young woman in a coffee shop blinked back tears.“My mother couldn’t even sign her name,” she said. “Now, she’s going to school at sixty. Can you imagine?”A factory worker on break raised his can of iced tea. “They used to mock us for thinking machines would replace us. Now? My kid’s learning to design them.”Later that evening, President Mies stood at his office window in the Black House, overlooking a city glowing with lights and ambition.Minister Myers entered, holding the finalized signed charter.“It’s done,” he said quietly. “They all agreed. The future begins today.”Mies nodded. “We’ve unified their borders, their defense, and their markets,” he said. “Now, we unify their minds.”A long silence followed. Then, just a single line: “History will remember this moment.” And across the continent, it already had.The evening air was soft, almost languid, as I sat back in my chair, savorin
As the documents were sealed, cameras flashed and live broadcasts streamed the images of rulers shaking hands with President Mies—smiles genuine, eyes alight with purpose.The message to the world was unmistakable:Aeternum does not just lead with power—it leads with knowledge.Later, in a private conversation, Jonathan Myers turned to Mies.“This is more than we hoped.”Mies looked out the window of his office, where the UNA flags fluttered in a perfect row.“No,” he said. “This is exactly what I planned.”Jonathan raised a brow. “And what next?”Mies smiled faintly. “We teach the world… to think like us.”The central assembly hall of New Concordia UNA Headquarters—a gleaming white dome adorned with banners of thirty-one nations—had never been so full.Delegates filled every seat. National flags stood in perfect rows. The giant LED display behind the stage glowed with the symbol of the United Nation Alliance, now framed by a new banner in golden letters:"Education for All – A Future
Outside the palace gates, the citizens of Hallerus City buzzed with excitement. News traveled fast: another king had come, and he, too, had seen the truth.And far beyond the city walls, whispers began in other UNA courts:“Perhaps we should ask Queen Helen for assistance.”“Maybe Aeternum’s model isn’t just for them.”“Could we build this future too?”In the Black House of New City, when President Mies received the report of King Leopold’s visit, he simply closed the folder and smiled slightly."One seed sows a thousand trees," he murmured.And in the fields of Fantasma, the seeds of knowledge had already begun to sprout.The towering skyline of New City shimmered beneath a clear morning sky. It was a perfect day for diplomacy—and a historic one.Within the great glass-paneled east wing of the Black House, Aeternum’s political nerve center, a long oval table had been prepared. Security was tight, the air dignified, yet the atmosphere was distinctly welcoming. For today, President Mie
That evening, Queen Helen hosted a quiet reception for the UNA visitors. Modest food, strong Hallerian tea, and conversation flowed freely.“We’re not pretending it’s perfect,” Helen told them. “But we’re not pretending it’s impossible, either.”One observer raised a hand, smiling. “Would you be open to helping other nations start similar programs?”Helen looked to Merrica, then back to them.“Of course,” she said. “We’ve taken help. It would be wrong not to offer it.”It was the kind of answer that made diplomats take notes. And so, Hallerus—once a fractured kingdom cast in shadow—began to shine in a new light. Not as a symbol of power. But as a model of transformation. And as the scholars walked the streets of Hallerus City, alongside teachers and curious children, they quietly realized: The future wasn’t just being forged in Aeternum anymore. It was spreading.The scent of blooming gardenias filled the royal courtyard of Hallerus Royal Palace. The sun hung high above the battlement
“It’s… beautiful,” she said.Jonathan smiled. “It’s sure is,.”The first major step was the immediate conversion of six major city libraries into public education centers. Then came the pilot schools—one for each major region of the kingdom. Each staffed with a blend of local teachers (newly trained) and educational experts from Aeternum who came to oversee implementation.Within a month, Hallerus Elementary Schools opened their doors for the first time. Children from farming villages and mining towns, who had never once held a book of their own, were now reading stories about space, science, and society. They learned arithmetic on digital chalkboards and watched recorded lectures from Aeternum instructors. Classrooms were modest, but organized. Desks were salvaged, but steady.The change was jarring. But it was real. Queen Helen visited one of these pilot schools in the outskirts of Archenport. There, she saw barefoot children reciting alphabet lines. She watched a young girl raise h
Outside in the streets of New City, a mural was already being painted on the wall of a youth center—depicting two children, one Aeternian and one Hallerian, sitting together at a shared desk beneath the words:"Wisdom Unites What War Divides."The mural was uncommission—but no one was taking it down. From within the homes, classrooms, and council chambers of Aeternum, the message was clear: the world was learning, and they were learning from Aeternum.And that made the people walk taller.Because every road rebuilt in Hallerus, every classroom opened, every young mind taught in their system—was a quiet victory for Aeternum’s vision. The age of empires was ending. The age of influence had begun.The great hall of Hallerus Royal Palace hadn’t hosted a summit like this in over a generation. Not for war. Not for taxation. But for education.Long tables stretched beneath arched stone windows, newly adorned with fresh flags representing each province of the Hallerus Kingdom. The air smelled
Contracts were awarded to the newly established Hallerus Road Commission, overseen by both local talent and advisory engineers from Aeternum. Bright orange marker flags began appearing all over the kingdom, outlining future road paths. Caravans brought in equipment, gravel, construction tools—and, notably, several transport trucks from Aeternum carrying the first batch of reinforced roadstone, a durable blend sourced from the Stone Ring mountains.Helen personally visited the first construction site just outside the capital—a winding, broken stretch leading to a key trade town in the east.She knelt beside the workers, running her fingers through the packed dirt and gravel. “This path,” she said to a nearby foreman, “will be the spine of our kingdom.”He blinked, surprised at her presence, then bowed. “Then we’ll make sure it’s strong, Your Majesty.”As roadwork began, the kingdom watched. Villages previously isolated by floods or rough terrain saw the first signs of inclusion. Mercha