Well, Holgun…there is the answer…we will have to bear with the minus point for the populace for now…”.“I supposed so, Your Highness…and I agree, expanding more of our current professional workforce is already a worrying factor….so, using a guide would be much better for now….beside, although the people were illiterate…they still can work and understand thing pretty well…”.(Holgun Iron Horn)“That..they sure do, Holgun…”.Using a guide is the only solution for now, and I agreed with what Holgun said, these people can still work and lived just fine with the additional knowledge, there will be a guide to help them to get through what is need to be done. But over the time I am sure that our new citizens will be motivated to learn all by themselves, after all, literacy is one of the core values and also a point that made any Aeternum proud.“Alright, then….let’s put a guideline for all the Guides that would be lending their help in our new citizens future education…although, our citizen t
All that I can say, when in regards of religion, Aeternum citizens are very devout worshipper. Very religious to the point that the belief spread like a wild fire, to the point that if it were left behind, Aeternum might become many religion holy ground. Thankfully I am not taking religion and belief lightly when I made Aeternum, I know that with the openness approach of Aeternum to the freedom of religion, beliefs in my nation would flourish. And I also knows the threat of such approach would bring to the nation stability, this is why I have created the Cathedral of Faith.The creation of Cathedral of Faith is not at all a simple one, but it’s aim are. In Fantasma, there are many religion exist in it, it was safe to say that each races have their own beliefs and pantheon of gods, and in that race, each tribes have their own set of beliefs. And like any religious bunch, they really strict and zealous about their own beliefs. And a lot of religion do deemed other religion as heretic, a
“How many of the Cathedral members were where already?..”.“200 members of them are already here…50 of them were the high priest of all religions and the other 150 is the members and the staffs….about 100 of those members are include in the working of the Cathedral construction process…..well…they were adamant to built that cathedral with their own hands…they said…”.(Holgun)Holgun were a bit weirded out when he mentioned the Cathedral members were adamant of being involved in the building of their own cathedral. And in actuality that is fairly normal, in fact all over Aeternum territory, when ever a cathedral were built, the member of Cathedral of Faith were always there to contribute, be it is monetary ways or the labour way. That is just the way they are, in fact, there were multiple times where they built their own Cathedral by themselves.Essentially if they were a company that dwell in constructions, they would probably stood on the top 5 of construction company in Aeternum. And
At the moment, it was just around 12 pm in the noon, and sure is there is enough time for me to meet with those religious bunch. And knowing them they would surely be happy to meet me as well, well, they always do.“Should I call them first..or would it be a surprised visit?..”.(Holgun Iron Horn)“Just call them first and informed that I wanted to meet with the Bishop only…if we surprised them..surely they would go crazy at me…just like before…”.“Just like before?….what happened before, Sir?..”.(Holgun Iron Horn)Talking about those religious bunch do made me a little bit uncomfortable, it was safe to say that for them, I am their biggest star and they were my fan, well, more like a fanatic fans. I remember one time, when I go an visited their Cathedral on a whim, all those priest and shaman were going haywire on me, and when that happened there were some Priest and Shaman that were out of their temple and didn’t know that I was there, and when they found out that I was there. Some o
“Have you tell him not to do some crazy shit?…”.“Well I did, Sir…I told the Bishop to just keep it on the downlow for now…and you were only going to meet with all the head Priest and Shaman for now….”.(Holgun Iron Horn)“Okay….and then what did he said?…”.“He just said yes….and that is it….but he is certainly shocked and speaks loudly as he said ‘yes’….certainly that is not at all a bad omen right?…”.(Holgun Iron Horn)“I guess so?…let’s just wait…..hold on, who the is the Bishop again?…”.“it’s Bishop Agabo….an Orc high shaman…”.(Holgun Iron Horn)“Oh…it’s him…that guy is cool…”.If it’s Bishop Agabo and he is an Orc High Shaman, then it is fine. After all, an Orc High Shaman or just Orc Shaman in general, all of them were just a bunch of constantly high on drug, folks. That is right, Orc Shaman is just a bunch of wise old orc that smokes a lot of mushroom and drugs and always chill about everything. But even thought they were amongst the carefree bunch these Shaman were still bulk
“Your highness, it is time for us to leave..”.(Holgun Iron Horn)After an hour, it was time for me to depart from my new mansion. As always like a ceremony when the staffs know I am about to leave, the all come out to see me off. So the car are now waiting in front of the Mansion door, all the 4 SUV neatly parked in order, along with all the Secret Service agent as well.“Have a save trip, Your Highness….”.(Alfred Monticello)“Thank you, Alfred…take care of the estate for me….though I am just going to step out for a little bit…”.Alfred had already been here for a few days now, and as always he was here to trained all the Mansion staff to what he said his standard of service. The guy won’t settle for the previous staffers standard, as he said, the people that served the royals of Aeternum must only be the best of the best, and for certain he had made sure that every single staff evolved to be a better one. And surely he had shown that result and I have seen the change personally.“Alr
“Holgun…when will we be buying all the property on this district?…I see a lot of property here still…”.“it is still in the process sir…but rest assured the reception from the seller is very positive…soon enough, we will acquired all the property here and then we can start the housing project…”.(Holgun Iron Horn)“That is great…when the first apartment complex were completed, the people will be more excited to go along with our development process…”.“That is within our expectation as well…these people loved being at high area…all the reports concerning reaction from their ride in Airship said so..”.(Holgun Iron Horn)Flipping a realty in a fantasy world is very fun, as I bringing the modern structure here, to this world the people reaction is just so fun to see. Every time they saw a new thing that I brought to life, it just took their breath away and then that would become a controversial topic that everyone would be discussing for a long time. Not to mention that a lot of stuff tha
No one can resist the modern comfort, and everyone would be captivated by it. Not only that the benefits that it brought just made everyone forgot about their previous hardship, that is why Aeternum citizens loves Aeternum and what it brought to the table for them. The drive to the Eastern side of the city were a bit slower, given that there is so many people in the city at the moment, and right now, the purpose of the road were not yet being solidified yet, so there were more people that just walked on the road.At this time, I am not that much in a hurry at all, and relatively calm, so I rush no one at all, we can just take this time to just stroll down the city and take in all the scenery. Naturally I needed this kind of moment, to get the whole picture of the current situation of the city. At this moment, it was very well apparent that the city were getting redeveloped and rebuild from the ground up on many part of the city. Given an old city with the old standard of building, it
“Then Mies will destroy Hallerus.”Helen turned sharply toward him. “You think he would go that far?”Merrica didn’t even hesitate. “Yes.”Helen stared at him, searching for a lie. A hint of hesitation. But there was none.“He will not give you mercy a second time, Helen,” Merrica said. “If those nobles push for war, if they even dare to challenge Aeternum—you will lose.”He took another step forward, his voice heavy. “And I will not be able to protect you.”For the first time in their conversation, Helen looked away. Merrica saw it. The fear. The realization.She already knew everything he was saying was true. She had just been too proud—too trapped—to admit it.Silence hung between them. Then, at last, Helen spoke.“…What do you want me to do?”Merrica finally allowed himself a small sigh of relief.“You already know what must be done, Helen,” he said gently. “You must take back your court.”Helen slowly nodded, though her expression remained grim. “Those nobles will not leave peace
“Merrica understands that if Hallerus moves against Aeternum, we won’t hold back.”Kasuma gave a knowing smirk. “And you won’t hesitate to destroy them.”I met her gaze, unblinking.“No.”A heavy silence fell between us.Kasuma leaned forward, her voice softer but firm. “You don’t want war with Hallerus.”“No, I don’t,” I admitted. “The people of Hallerus don’t deserve to suffer for their queen’s mistakes. Merrica doesn’t deserve to be put in that position.”Kasuma studied me for a moment before sighing. “Then let’s hope Duke Merrica succeeds.”I ran a hand through my hair, my thoughts swirling. Visma was controlled. Chaos was their prison, and we held the keys. Hallerus, however, was different.It was once an ally, a friend, a brother. But betrayal had shattered that bond. Still… I didn’t want to be the one to crush it completely. I drummed my fingers on my desk. If Helen could be saved, then perhaps—A knock interrupted my thoughts.“Enter,” I called.An ACIA officer stepped in, bowi
The Merchant Guild Leader, Darvio Vinn, who had profited the most from blocking Aeternum trade. His warehouses stored inferior goods at premium prices, keeping the economy strangled in his grip.The General of the Royal Army, Lionel Ferin, who had bled the treasury dry with excessive military spending, preaching about “independence” while weakening their forces with outdated tactics.They had to be removed. One by one, quietly, without causing suspicion. But how? Merrica could not simply accuse them—Helen trusted them. If he moved too boldly, she would see him as the enemy.No, he had to be careful. He had to play the game. Merrica stood, pouring himself another glass of wine. He would begin by exposing the corruption—turning the people against the parasites that fed on Hallerus.The merchants would learn how Darvio Vinn had been overpricing basic goods. The military officers would see how General Lionel Ferin had been wasting funds on obsolete strategies. The court would hear whisper
At a local tavern, I overheard a group of soldiers drunkenly complaining."Our weapons are old.""Our rations taste like pig slop.""Did you hear? Even Alemia is receiving Aeternum goods now.""We should have never broken ties."I smirked. They knew. Their queen had failed them, and their nation was falling behind while the rest of the world thrived under Aeternum’s soft power. The people of Hallerus were not fools. They saw the rising prosperity of the allied nations, the luxurious goods, the technological marvels, the entertainment, the food. They could only watch in envy.At sunset, I met with Duke Merrica Murrs at his estate. His once-proud posture had been replaced with exhaustion. His eyes, which once held confidence, now carried deep regret.We sat in his grand study, the silence stretching between us. Finally, he spoke."I should have stopped her."I said nothing."I vouched for her. I believed in her." He exhaled, shaking his head. "And now, my people suffer because of my mis
Meanwhile, in Yulga, Maria sat comfortably in her study, reading the latest reports.Lysander stood beside her, amused. "Another assassin failed. This is getting predictable."Maria smirked. "Vismal thinks he’s playing chess, but he’s only moving pawns."She set down her glass, her eyes gleaming with amusement. "Let him keep trying. Let him think he has control.""And when he finally realizes he doesn’t?" Lysander asked.Maria leaned back, exhaling softly. "By then, he won’t be king anymore."While King Vismal wasted his energy plotting assassinations, he failed to see the true danger.His nobles squabbled over the black market. His people secretly craved Aeternum goods. His own soldiers whispered of defecting.Visma was rotting from the inside out. And Maria? She simply watched it happen. She wasn’t just controlling the black market. She was controlling Visma’s fate. One failed assassination at a time.King Vismal III believed he could eliminate Maria Yulga. He believed he could take
"Oi, you got the stuff?""Yeah, yeah, keep it down!"A merchant nervously looked around before handing over a carefully wrapped package."This is the good stuff—straight from Aeternum. Papa Pizza’s special cheese blend. Got it from a merchant who knows a guy who knows a guy."The buyer, a Visma noble in disguise, snatched it eagerly."Finally! I’ve been dying to try this! You have no idea how boring Visma’s food is compared to Aeternum’s cuisine!""Yeah, yeah, pay up first.""Fine, fine—how much?""Two hundred gold pieces."The noble nearly choked. "T-Two hundred?! That’s robbery!"The merchant smirked. "And yet, you’re still going to pay it, aren’t you?"The noble gritted his teeth, but handed over the money anyway. Aeternum’s products were so desirable that people were willing to spend fortunes just to get a taste.And that was exactly what ACIA wanted. By controlling the underground economy, Aeternum achieved multiple goals:Economic Control – Even though Visma banned Aeternum’s pr
The people were asking too many questions. The smugglers were getting bolder. Even their own guards and soldiers were caught listening to Aeternum’s broadcasts in secret. A revolution wasn’t just coming—it was being broadcast live.In an attempt to regain control, the non-allied nations did the only thing they knew how to do—They cracked down. Massive raids were conducted in the dead of night. Entire villages were searched. Merchants were arrested. Radios were smashed in public squares.But no matter how many products they confiscated, no matter how many smugglers they punished, it didn’t stop. Aeternum’s influence was already too deep. The people had tasted the forbidden fruit—and they weren’t about to let go of it.What made matters worse was that not everyone in power was loyal to the cause. Behind closed doors, even high-ranking nobles were secretly buying Aeternum’s products for themselves. Some were sneaking off to allied territories under the guise of “diplomatic visits” just s
Aeternum had always been known for its technological marvels and superior products, but with easy transportation, its goods became more accessible than ever before.From freshly preserved gourmet food to luxurious household items, Aeternum’s influence began to seep into every aspect of daily life across the continent. And the people? They loved it. Why eat old, stale bread when you could have Aeternum’s fresh-baked soft rolls that lasted for weeks without losing their taste?Why wear itchy, poorly-made foreign garments when you could buy Aeternum’s finely woven, stain-resistant fabrics? Even Aeternum’s entertainment industry was making waves. With their crystal-powered moving pictures, stories from Aeternum began flooding into neighboring lands, captivating audiences with rich tales of adventure, romance, and heroism.It wasn’t just about selling goods anymore. Aeternum was selling a way of life. And everyone wanted in.But not everyone was pleased. The non-allied nations watched in d
world devoured slice after slice, their faces twisted in expressions of pure bliss."Mmmh!""What is this?! It’s… It’s so simple yet… SO PERFECT!""The flavors! The balance! The texture! This is divine!"Even the most arrogant food critic, who prided himself on hating everything, took a bite and nearly fell out of his chair. Jean-Pierre trembled. His masterpiece—the dish he had poured his entire soul into—was being ignored. Instead, these noble fools were eating fast food.Like commoners. He couldn’t accept it. But the judges had already decided. With a deep breath, the royal head judge stood up and declared:"By unanimous decision… The winner is—Papa Pizza!"The room erupted in thunderous applause. Jean-Pierre, the once undefeated culinary master, stood frozen in place. His hands trembled. His pride shattered. And then, with his head lowered, he fell to his knees.The duel’s outcome shook the world. Jean-Pierre Gaston, the Imperial Chef, had lost to a simple pizza. Nobles who once l