" Identify..".
{ Tough Nut }
[Description: a nut that possesses a hard shell akin to an iron ball. Delicious (if you can break them, which probably not). Consuming one will grant 0.1 permanent points to Physical attributes. ]
"One tree only got 15 nuts…well….that's...nuts…hehe..".
It's been 5 days since I arrive at this world called Fantasma, the forest where I'm currently trekking right now was known as Drachma Forest, the forest itself wasn't dense, it's just that it's never been touched by anyone. So, in other words, it's a virgin forest. Naturally, there are plenty of rare resources lying around. I've been collecting all things that can help me increase my Status Attributes, the nuts I found were just adding to my already plenty of resources. Still walking in this calm and beautiful forest was quite enjoyable; besides I never get tired of collecting all the items that grant me free status points.
"So, now I got..20kilos Tough Nuts and 100 Muscledeer Meat for Physical.. 100kilos Swift Goose Berries for Reflex, 250kilos Crystal Pearl Lychees, and 120kg Peacock Bull Heart for Charm….And 300kilos of Calming Gold Tea leaves for Intellect…it's quite a haul isn't it?..".
There's a mountain of materials all around my fridge, this is the fruit of my 5 days of labor, I never realized it actually, I've been using my Mini Map feature to look for all of this since I can input a search command it makes things easier for me to search for anything I need and also help me avoid unnecessary fighting.
[Congratulations on clearing 10 kilometers of precious materials on your first visit to Fantasma sir. ].
"..Ahem!…it's not that anyone would care about it anyway!…".
T.A.S rarely spoke, but when it does all it said was fact and often it's just raining on my parade.
"KKKAAAAKKKKK!! ".
A loud sound came from above, as I was busy tidying all the materials. As I looked up, I saw a large black figure hovering around above me.
"Cheh!!...Peacock Bull…BAANNGGG!!....always screeching…".
Casually I pulled out the P226 sig Sauer Handgun and shoot its head after the head was blown off; it came crashing down 10 meters away from me. The handgun I got on me was one of the many weapons I had in my house, the P226 was actually placed inside my fridge, I guess my careful and self-protection initiative was finally paid off, Like I said being a Mafia once does get you a lot of trouble. After tidying things up, I am finally ready to travel back to Earth.
"T.A.S.. let's go….Initiate World Travel..".
[World Travel initiate in 3..2..1..].
"Ughhhh.…huh?... I thought there will be distortion like those in the movies. I guess not huh…..<sigh>…I guess I have to buy a new fridge…".
The teleportation process was instant, there are no side effects whatsoever, just like that I'm back at my house, and my kitchen was filled with the materials I've been collected in the past 5 days, all of if just rolling on the floor, making a mess in my kitchen.
"20 missed calls…30 messages…I guess now I'm jobless...mehh…so what!..".
The first thing I do was check my phone, I got some missed calls from the office and messages saying I was fired, which doesn't shock me much, after all, I've been gone for 5 days straight. Other calls were just from my friends that worried about me after I replied to their messages it's all good now.
Now that I have a lot of time to waste now, I decided to sort out all of the materials. The simplest material to process is the 120kg Peacock Bull Heart and 100 kg Muscledeer Meat, all I had to do is cook it although it was a lot, I still can do it myself. I decided to barbeque 50kg worth of both Muscledeer meat and Peacock Bull Heart and store the leftover in the freezer. As for the Swift Goose Berries, I made a fruit juice out of them by blending all 100kg in one go, simple right. Crystal clear Lychees don't need processing I just eat them like a normal Lychees, it tastes pretty good though, sweet and quite juicy. The Calming gold leaves were quite tiresome since I need to steam them first then dry them using my washing machine dryer then dried them out in the sun, it was quite tiring. The whole materials processing took about 1 week to do that and I don't even have time to go out, all I do was eat, drink, exercise, sleep, and process the materials.
In the second week, after I've finished processing all my materials. It's time to deal with the Tough Nut and do some grocery shopping. I grab my phone and call my friend Ken.
"<Tuuut>….<kachak!>...hello..".
"Aiyyyy….looks how to call!. Sup Sai?...how ya doing??..". (Ken)
Like always Ken is one of my close friends, like me he was one of my men back in my mafia time. He's a good man but a little loud most of the time.
"I'm good….hey, do you still got that hydraulic press at your place?...".
Ken was working as a handyman after leaving the mafia; he even got an Engineering degree. He was a hardcore cosplayer and he even said the reason he got the degree was just to make his cosplay making perfect.
"Oh, that?....yeah!…why?..". (Ken)
"Just got some nuts to crack….".
"Nuts?...…suit yourself....come over at 2, I'll be free at that time..". (Ken)
"Okay see you at 2..".
I hang up the phone and headed to my garage, I already put all the nuts in a box. Since it was heavy I need to install the sidecar on my bike, besides I still need to do some groceries later on.
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2:00 pm.
[Vrrrooommmm..]
As I park my bike in Ken's garage, he's already there waving his hand at me, still, I can see his face kinda look strange when I took off my helmet.
"What?…something on my face?..".
"Sai?....is that you?…. damned, you've changed!....did you have a plastic surgery lately?.....you
look, good man...Man!....your arm!....what kind of protein shake you drink?….". (Ken)
He grabs both my arms and started to shake me up, I don't know what he's talking about though. All I lately was coop up in my house doing practically nothing.
"Stop joking around…did you already start up the machine?…".
"Owh….yeah, it's on….wait….I thought you were joking when you said you're gonna crack
nuts...but….are these nuts?... it's more like a ball bearing to me..". (Ken)
Ken took one of the nuts and play with it before throwing them into the Hydraulic pressure machine. Ignoring his banter I start pouring sacks of the nuts and watch on the side as the Hydraulic pressures do their job.
"It's nuts…... Ken, Clara's number you still have it?..".
Clara was one of our close friends, she was still in the mafia business if I was not mistaken.
"Hn?... Clara?...yes...but why?...you need guns?....is someone looking for you?…or…..are you?..". (Ken)
He knows I was already out of the business, and me looking for her was odd, that's why he made a face when I ask him her number.
"Nah... I'm not coming back in…it's just I need some guns…I going on a hunting trip…".
"Hunting eh~…sure…..... Hnn??...what?....now?..". (Ken)
"Hmm....tell her to bring everything on this list…".
I hand him the list of weapons and groceries I've written before coming here.
"…are you hunting a pack of bears??....hah~…. I know.. Don't ask..…wait a minute….let me call her….". (Ken)
Ken rolled his eyes at the list I got him after alternating between my straight face and the list he gave up and pick his phone before walking back outside.
It wasn't a normal request, though but all my friends don't want to pry into my business, they both respected me and fear me at the same time. I rarely ask them any favors but they do owe me a lot of favor, as Ken is busy shouting at his phone outside, the hydraulic machine has already done crushing all 20kg of Tough Nuts.
"…Hmm.…pretty good…if salted, it probably tastes even better…".
The nuts were pretty good, the inside was crunchy and creamy. The color was white quite similar to the groundnut. Since the difference between the shell and the nuts was obvious, it was easy to sort it out. I throw away the shell and pick the nuts and store them back in a plastic bag.
"Sai!!... Clara will be here in an hour.. I'm gonna make some coffee….want some?....". (Ken)
Ken holler from outside the garage.
"Sure!!!....".
After stuffing my sidecar with a plastic bag full of Tough Nuts, I follow Ken inside his house for a cup of coffee. It's been 7 years since I last saw Ken and the others; of course, we got a lot to catch up on. As we were deep in our conversation, a Black Humvee and a black van parked outside the garage. Both of us got out of the kitchen and a beautiful black woman with an alluring body line came out from the Humvee, oozing with a seductive aura, she walks straight to me and hugged me.
"..Clara Nelson…it's been a while…".
"It's sure is Boss…oppress!...now it's just Sai, right baby~..haha... Ken, ugh!!..you got
fatter….again!.. geez!!..". (Clara Nelson)
After a short hug and peck on my cheeks, Clara starts her usual banter with Ken as she lays eyes on him.
"Hey!...this isn't Fat…this right here….is love….you know!!...this is the fruit of my wife's undivided love for me..". (Ken)
Ken said as he pats his stomach with pride.
"Yeah right…Sai, I've got all that you want right here..<Bam!>…here take a look....". (Clara Nelson)
Clara opens the van's back door and shows me what is inside it. It's full of firearms that I told her to bring, and all the groceries, not a single thing on that list was missing.
"..Hmm…good it's all there…how much?..".
I fiddle with a SCAR-H that was in the van, it's been a long time since I last hold one.
"8 grand, including the van…just for…MY handsome ex-boss..". (Clara Nelson)
I took out a roll of cash and gave it to her.
"..Thanks...here…thanks again Clara..".
"Hehehe…you're welcome boss... Here's my number…call me again next time okay!..(Chup!)..bye sweetie….Later Ken!!..". (Clara Nelson)
She does have a sweet spot for me, the amount of thing she brought me usually cost about 10 to 15 thousand dollars, if I'm not careful, I may spark the old passion again, we used to be friends with benefits back in the days.
Clara immediately left as she says that she has more important things to do, although I wasn't planning on buying a van, now that I got one this probably makes things much easier. I say goodbye to Ken and told the Van driver to follow behind me as I head back home.
"Let's see what we have here..2 SCAR-H, 1 M16….".
While munching on the Tough Nut, I start to count the things that I've just bought. It took me about 30 minutes for me to check all the things.
"2 FN-SCAR HEAVY, 1 M16, 4 HK P30L, 70 boxes of Ammo, 10 box Grenade, 2 full sets of Body armor, 100kg salt, 100kg Sugar, 10 boxes of medical supplies, 100kg of flour, 100kg of various spices, 5 boxes of Paper, 2 Drums of Gasoline, 1 set of portable heavy-duty solar stations, 10 boxes of military rations….and panties?…' Call me XOXO'…' Clara'…..".
I guess the last part was a tease. I already planned what to do in Fantasma while I was busy a week ago, naturally, when people get to go to another world the first thing they think was an adventure, romance, and becoming stronger, you know the typical plot. But for me, the trip to Fantasma was a chance for me to become rich. I gonna use this chance to make more money by trading Earth merchandise with gold from the other side when I heard that Fantasma was only in the early Medieval age, it means that Fantasma would only use basic currency in their economy which is gold and silver. So, all I had to do is sell them my wares, get the gold, smelt them and sell them back on Earth. How can I sell the gold? Easy, I'm Ex-Mafia I know where and how to sell them, in conclusion, it's all honest businesses no harm done in the process, and on the side maybe I also can get some of those adventures.
"T.A.S….Are you there?…".
This was the first time I had ever called T.A.S ever since I came back to Earth.
[Yes Sir, How can I be of help?.].
"..Show my status...I suppose there should be increased than before..".
{{
Name: Sai Mies
Gender: Male
Age: 27
Race: High Human
Status:
Physical: 5.5 ∆
Intellect: 8.9 ∆
Reflex: 5.6 ∆
Charm: 5.5 ∆
Special Abilities:
World Travel (Lvl. 3)
Mini Map (N/A)
Skills:
Passive:-
Intimidation (Mid)
Martial Arts (High)
Weapon Mastery (High)
Versatile Works (High)
Active:-
Identify (N/A)
Special Traits:
Calm Minded
Limitless physical growth
Modern Man
Perfect Specimen
(Due to high-Status Attributes (Charm + Intellect), one has been considered highly attractive and able to influence others to view one positively.)
}}
"…Ahh!!..1kg equal to 0.1 points…well...I don't plan it this way…is there really any drastic change in my appearance?..".
I don't really feel different than before though, maybe that's why Clara and Ken react that way.
[Yes sir, your body and appearance were significantly increased than before, I suggest checking yourself out in the mirror. ].
Intrigued by T.A.S suggestion, I head to the bathroom and check myself out
"HOLYSHIT!!...IS THAT ME?!!..DAAAMMMMNNN!!...what about?!….OHHH YEAHHH!!!…MUSCLE!!!….".
[Yes Sir. That IS you….You're the only one in this house…].
I don't care a single word T.A.S said, I was busy admiring my own reflection. My skin tone, the texture changed completely, previously there were a bit wrinkles and blemishes but now it's clear, white, and porcelain-like skin, it's also smooth and tight, my blue eyes became clearer and more striking than before, my nose becomes tall and sharp the crooked bridge is already gone like it was never there. My lips turned from dark red to glossy red, which was very disturbing for me. My black hair even got a strike of silver, adding more color to my cold look. I do admit that I look cold and mysterious, but now that charm became more intensified. Simply said before I only look like a slight good-looking with a cold expression, now I look more like a Sep^*#$#h from FF7, to put it simply I look like a handsome villain.
As for my body, apparently, I got taller, the beer belly was gone completely and replaced by rock hard abs, my shoulder and chest became much wider, there's no useless fat anymore the muscles became more defined and I can feel every cell in my body become stronger, the ' little me' seems to be upgraded looks like I have to use Magnum XXL from now on. Overall, the changes are very satisfying, looks like I need to do more tests on myself later on.
"..I guess I need to do some more shopping today....".
My whole wardrobe needs to change, should I get a new suit?.
"I never thought biology would be this easy…thanks to the 8.9 intellect point, I might even be a genius now…". The number of books I've finished in the past 2 days already passed 100 books, and I remember everything in all those books. As for my physical strength, let's just say I already surpassed a normal human capacity, I can fall a 20-meter tall tree with my bare fist, and ran 100 meters in under 5 seconds, that fact alone explains how a freak I've become. My world travel abilities were also leveled up to level 3 which enable me to enlarge the radius of the affected area by 24 Meters wide, thanks to that I was able to bring my 2018 F Transit van filled with wares with me. Thankfully the forest I'm in wasn't that dense, so I managed to drive through the forest slowly, also the beast and monsters always try to stay clear from my path, probably because of the loud exhaust sound I presume. [Sir, The closes town from here are the Town of Merrina and the Town of Mekk.
One Snakes Keep, Basement.2 bandits dragging a beaten-up man coming down from the stair, the man was Baron Larson who is one of Duke Merrica's retainers that followed Duke Merrica on this failed campaign to defeat the vicious bandit groups a few weeks ago. Duke Merrica and his men were beaten up to the pulp every day since they were captured, and today was no exception but amongst the past times, Baron Larson has become the bandit's punching bag the most. The bandit wardens carry Baron Larson to the cell and throw him inside like a sack of wheat, the sound of his harsh land woke up the knights who sleeping inside.< THUDD!! >"Ughhhh...". (Baron Larson)"Larson!!...you animal!!...<BBAAMM!!>…aarrgghhh!!". (Duke Merrica)"Heh!....brainless nobles…how about you run that pie hole of yours some more…..come on~". (Bandit Warden) One of the bandit wardens kicks Duke Merrica on the stomach, causing the alr
---Elijah An Quers & Co. POV---I already forgot how long I've become a slave, ever since my small old kingdom was defeated in the heat of wars, my own kin, my own race, my own family has thrown me under the wheel. This foolish self even willingly offers to be the sacrifice, just to save those who I once called beloved, at first I thought what I did was noble, selfless, and I as a Queen and a High Elven were supposed to do, but instead of honoring my selfless act, my own kind disowned me. Words saying I was weak, tyrant, foolish, selfish, and a harlot spreads to the whole world and this hideous rumor was spread by my own beloved.I've become a slave, sold again and again, become toys for lust or torture for anyone who bought me. I've long cursed this long life of mine!, I despise this beauty of mine!, I cursed this world!, I cursed everything!!. Each day's I hope someone will end my life yet death never come to me, 2 months ago I was sold to ano
Since the bosses no longer a threat, I've thought of something to ease the slaves and ultimately increase their [Loyalty] towards me. Although, I already own the slaves but that doesn't mean I have their respect, I dislike forcing someone to work for me, to me even if they were slaves they deserve to be treated humanely. For that, all the slaves in this keep deserves some kind of a payback, a release from their humiliation and anger, they all need to gain their pride and sense of dignity as a living being. The 2 bandits downstairs shall be the object of their justification.Each dead body I passed, i throw them outside to the front courtyard. The sound of bodies slam against the ground reverberates through the whole keep, I can see the slaves at the front courtyard shook and cry to the scene, but no one shouts, in fact the look in their eyes says ( Serve you right! ). A few minutes later, I already back inside the room where Elijah An Quers room, all of them see
"I want all the names that involve in these conspiracies of yours…now!..". (Elijah)Elijah shouted at Baron Larson, who's currently tied to the chair with a knife stabbed on his left knee.
A new day has come once again, but this is the first time I slept indoors ever since arriving at Fantasma, though the bed was quite stiff and smells a little bit, overall it's quite better than sleeping in a Van. Today's plans were to address the Duke and maybe complete the main quest. After stretching my stiff body with a few simple exercises, I get out of my room (temporary). "!!!...why?...what?...". "Good Morning lord master,…I shall inform Sister Elijah, that you have awakened…". (Rafaela) "Uh…". What waits in front of my door was Rafaela, she was waiting for me. She just standing in the hallway, after saying a few words she left just like that. Then, Mina and Elijah appear, greeting me and escorting me, on our way to the kitchen, I can see all the slaves were no longer naked, all of them starts wearing clothes. But still, it wasn't good on them, it looks baggy and dirty, since they just took it from the bandits, still, it's better than going arou
In the dimly lighted room, besides the steam floating from the tea and bright light from the smartphone, the room was quiet, duke's expressions have turned sour, his fist has turned sour due to his rage upon witnessing the proof of his trusted aide betrayal. "Is this real?...". (Duke Merrica) "It is,…..we weren't lying, right now, we even have the baron together with the 2 bandit leader alive in the other room…you can confirm all this by yourself if you want to...but…". (Elijah) Hearing that the bloody traitor Duke shoots up from his chair and rushes to the door, but Mina was there, obstructing him by holding the doorknob. Duke turned to Elijah with a rage expression, yet the other parties seem completely unfazed by his threatening looks. "Before you do...there's something you need to realize, we weren't doing this for free…..and this degree of occurrence deserves to be compensated….Please read on to this and sign it….after that, you are free to do wh
Duke Merrica & Co. POV"Lord Duke!!... What happened?.... Are you hurt?..". (Knight-Captain Hughes)Seeing the Duke appearing back in the basement worried all 15 of the knights.
At 6:45 AM, the order was given. Admiral Duchess Kolarova, commanding the Navy Fleet from the southern front, initiated the launch sequence. The missile streaked across the sky like a comet, its white trail a harbinger of devastation.From the Dragon One, I stood on the bridge, watching intently as the missile’s trajectory was displayed on the holographic screens. My officers around me held their breath, anticipation thick in the air.A few moments later, the missile hit its mark. The explosion that followed was nothing short of spectacular. The Alemia Capital City gates were obliterated, along with the surrounding walls and everything within a 100-meter radius. Dust and debris rose into the sky like a dark mushroom cloud, blotting out the early morning sun.The impact was beyond what any of us had anticipated. The "lowest-grade" missile had proven to be anything but low-grade.The news of the missile strike spread like wildfire through the Aeternum ranks. Soldiers, commanders, and of
BOOM!The object slammed into the city gates, unleashing a deafening explosion that shook the ground beneath their feet. The shockwave rippled outward, sending soldiers sprawling and shattering windows across the city. Dust and debris filled the air as the once-mighty gates crumbled into a smoking ruin.Amariss stumbled backward, his sword clattering to the ground as he stared in horror at the devastation.“What… what is this? What is happening?!”he stammered, his voice trembling with fear. In the distance, the Aeternum Navy Fleet stood poised, their warships bristling with firepower. The single missile had been a warning—a demonstration of Aeternum’s overwhelming strength and precision. And it had achieved its purpose.The soldiers of Amariss’s army, already demoralized and terrified, broke ranks almost immediately. Dropping their weapons and abandoning their positions, they fled in every direction, their panic spreading like wildfire.“Come back! COME BACK, YOU COWARDS!”Amariss sc
“The reports… the soldiers… they are abandoning their posts. Even the Prime Minister has—”“I know,”she interrupted, her voice calm but laced with resignation.“Let them go. They were never loyal to me to begin with.”Her Royal Knight Commander, Lucas Perdue, entered moments later, his face grim.“Your Majesty, the palace remains secure for now, but the city is unraveling. The people are heeding Aeternum’s call, not ours. And the army… they’ve lost the will to fight.”The Queen closed her eyes, taking a deep breath.“Lucas, prepare for the inevitable. Lock down the palace. Imprison those who remain loyal to the Prime Minister and the other schemers. And… prepare for my surrender to Aeternum.”Lucas hesitated, his hand tightening on the hilt of his sword.“Are you certain, Your Majesty? To surrender is to admit—”“To admit that we’ve failed,”she finished for him.“Yes. Because we have failed. And the longer we cling to this throne, the more my people suffer….it is of no point to figh
Back at the frontlines, as soldiers readied themselves for the final march, they were moved by the reports circulating from command. The evidence of Alemia’s corruption and the suffering of its people only solidified their resolve. Around campfires and inside armored vehicles, soldiers shared their thoughts openly.One young soldier spoke with determination:“It’s not just about winning the war. We’re here to do something right—to fix what’s broken.”Another nodded, clenching her rifle tightly.“The President and the Vice President have never hidden anything from us. They’ve told us why we’re fighting, and that’s why I’d follow them anywhere.”Even the most hardened veterans were touched by the weight of their mission. One grizzled commander, looking out at the stars, muttered to himself,“We’re not just soldiers. We’re builders of a better future.”As the evening turned to night, a quiet anticipation spread across Aeternum and the liberated regions of Alemia. Farmers working their fi
“[To the citizens of Aeternum, know this: our soldiers, our leaders, and our government are united in our cause. We fight not for conquest, but for liberation. We fight to bring light to a land that has known darkness for far too long. And we fight because we believe in a better future for all.]”As she reached the conclusion of her address, Elijah’s voice softened slightly, carrying a note of hope.“[Let us move forward together—with courage, with resolve, and with the knowledge that we are on the side of justice. Aeternum stands as a beacon of hope, and together, we will bring peace to Alemia Nation. Thank you, and may we all stay safe in the hours ahead.]”The response to Elijah’s address was immediate and palpable. Across Aeternum, workers paused their tasks, families huddled around radios, and soldiers standing in the encampments felt a renewed sense of purpose.In one bustling Aeternum farm, a group of farmers stood together, their hands still muddy from the fields, listening in
“This is why I serve Aeternum,”he said.“Our government doesn’t hide anything from us. The President shows us the truth—the corruption, the suffering, everything. We’re not here for conquest. We’re here to fix what’s broken.”A sergeant nearby nodded.“And the Crown Prince? He deserves everything that’s coming to him. My wife is from Alemia, and she told me stories of what that man has done—taxing people into starvation while throwing lavish parties. It’s disgusting.”Another soldier, a former immigrant from Alemia, added,“It’s not just him. The entire royal family let this happen. But the fact that the President is willing to spare Queen Romella and preserve a part of Alemia’s heritage? That shows we’re not here to destroy—we’re here to rebuild.”Even the officers echoed similar sentiments. In the command tent, a group of captains discussed the decision over steaming mugs of coffee.“This is why we’re different,” one of them said.“Other nations would have razed Alemia to the groun
“What do you want to do, Your Excellency? Should we accept her surrender?”I exhaled slowly, feeling the weight of the decision before me.“We’ll accept it,”I said finally.“But under our terms. She will relinquish everything, including her dignity as a monarch. She’ll serve as an example of what happens when leaders fail their people. Let her live—but only just enough to remind everyone of the cost of her failures.”Elijah’s tone softened, a hint of respect in her voice.“Understood. I’ll finalize the arrangements and have her surrender publicly acknowledged at the right time. This war is finally nearing its end.”I sat back in my chair, my gaze drifting to the reports strewn across my desk. The Alemia Nation, a land plagued by incompetence and corruption, was finally crumbling. Its remnants would soon be swept away by the strength and unity of Aeternum. In the background, the low hum of Dragon One’s engines served as a steady reminder of the impending victory. The final steps were
“It’s over,”she announced, her voice echoing through the chamber.“The Alemia Royalty Faction has fallen—quietly, and without resistance.”The officers in the war room erupted into a flurry of activity, relaying the monumental news across Aeternum’s military network. But amidst the chaos, there was an undercurrent of somber resolve.“This is why Aeternum must lead,”one officer murmured to his colleague.“Their so-called queen waited until the very end to take responsibility—and only when her back was against the wall.”Another officer nodded.“At least she’s surrendering. But the damage is done. Her people have suffered for far too long. It’s time we clean up this mess.”Elijah listened to their hushed conversations; her expression unreadable. Though her demeanor was calm and composed, a storm of thoughts churned within her mind. She knew that this surrender, while significant, was only the beginning. The real work—rebuilding Alemia and bringing it under Aeternum’s banner—was yet to
In the heart of New City, the nerve center of Aeternum’s military operations—The Black House War Room—was abuzz with activity. Communication officers called out coordinates, screens lit up with battlefield updates, and every second was accounted for as the final stages of the Alemia campaign unfolded. Vice President Elijah, seated on the imposing Command Throne, presided over it all with her usual steely composure.But then, a phone rang—a call not routed through the usual secure military channels. The sudden interruption brought the entire room to a halt. All eyes turned to Elijah as she picked up the receiver.“This is Vice President Elijah,”she announced firmly.A familiar but timid voice greeted her.“Vice President Elijah… this is Queen Romella of Alemia.”The room fell into complete silence. Every officer present held their breath, straining to catch any hint of what was being said. The weight of the unexpected call hung heavily in the air.Elijah’s voice turned ice-cold, her t