“...Let’s meet them, Bina….I wanted to hear their side of the story…before we dealt with these excessive criminals in our holdings…”.“I will see to that being done, Master…”.(Grand General Bina)Bina called her men to prepped all the survivors to meet with me, as we just head to the small field buildings that were set up at the side of the prison edge. I supposed it was all thanks to the Wizard that we were able to just erect a temporary buildings anywhere we wanted, and thus made it easier to to some fortification on the spot. This place were like a small military base right now, all the buildings were naturally made out of mud, as it was manipulated by magic, but it sure does do it’s job perfectly. Thanks to this I don’t have to spend a lot of money to developed a lot on the mobile bases technology.“...It seems that we would be needing more Wizard Division recruit in the future, Bina….”.“I can see that seems to be the case in the future, but as of now…the numbers were just right…
“.…Master..Master!..”..(Grand General Bina)“Oh…yeah, what is it?…”.Thinking about the Wizards in my head has gotten me off tangent a little bit, that Bina had to called me twice. Snapping out of my little mind wandering, I noticed that there were about dozens of people behind her, just right outside the building that we were in, all of them were wearing the prisoners jumpsuit, it was the white and black strip. I brought the Earth old fashion just for them, so that it would be easier for everyone to know the status of those that wears them.“They were here…waiting for you…”..(Grand General Bina)“Alright…thank you, Bina…”.Getting up from my chair, I walked out of the building and as soon as I got out, the group of Prisoners, just instantly kneel on the ground. All of them just simply just kneel on the ground and solemnly welcomed me, and at the front line of all these people, were Old Marlo, which is now looking rather haggard that what he used to looked before. We both locked eyes
“Your Majesty, His Highness President Kaiser Mies….Long Live The President, and May Glory be eternal….”.(Old Marlo & Everyone all together)Following Old Marlo greeting words at me, everyone else also repeated the same words to me, and surprisingly everyone else also carries the same relief, and happy expression as Marlo. I looked at Bina, and she just shrugged her shoulders, meaning that they all truly felt these way.“Stand up, Old Marlo…..”.“T..thank you, Your highness….”.(Old Marlo)I let them all do their greetings first, as it was the tradition and the proper protocol, after a few second I have everyone stands up, and which all of them were smiling wide. As I went a talked straight to old Marlo, his eyes were widened for a second, as he is visibly choking on his words and got watery eyed, possibly touched that I actually know his name.“It has been quite some time, Marlo….the last time I saw you….you were a bit fuller….and have two legs…it seems a lot had happened…To you….and t
“It has been quite some time, Marlo….the last time I saw you….you were a bit fuller….and have two legs…it seems a lot had happened…To you….and to all of you….it seems like the time has been rather cruel to all of you….”.“Hahahaha…..I just got down a few size, Your Highness…but….sure….a lot had happened since then, your Highness……….”(Old Marlo)Noticing that I just joke a little bit at their state, everyone got a chuckle or two, not to be inconsiderate or anything, but currently the atmosphere were just too depressing and from the way that they all looked at me, it seems that they might think that I am disappointed at all of them and just blaming them for everything that had happened on these region. Not that I can blame them that they have that kind of mindset and thought lean to that way, but truthfully speak, in Fantasma, when ever shit happens, it is never the blame of the King or Queens, it is always someone else, accountability is not something that those that were in the leader
“YES!!…that’s right!…you Apprentices!!….how did an Aeternum officials as all of you, gave up and let go of your sworn duties?!!…YOU!…did you rendered you services and intelligence to that degenerate Baron??!!!..”.(Holgun Iron Horn)“NO!!…Never, Sir!!….I..we refused!..to served nor aid that degenerate Baron from the very start!!….we are loyal as we ever did!!…”.(Old Marlo)Suddenly, Holgun who has been silent the entire time, decided to step forward with his giant Axe in his hand, fuming in anger, looking at Old Marlo and the others like they were a traitor. I forgot that this one, do still have that old medieval mentality, and I have to reeled him in.“Hold up. Holgun…stop that…”.“Huh?….But, Sire President!…”.(Holgun Iron Horn)“It is fine, Holgun…Stand Down soldier…”.“YES, SIR!!!”.(Holgun Iron Horn)Holgun are definitely were about too hack these people to pieces if I were let him do as he wanted, but making him stand in his place were not that hard for me, after all he listened,“
“It’s all happened too fast, Sir President…one night we were all just doing out job, and the next morning all of us were kicked out of our office and being hunted down like an animal….”.(Old Marlo)“.…Hmmm….no wonder you all fall that easily…..the enemy knew your significance in the region administration…..and to paralyze the entire region…they took our you all first….and the reason they took you all out at the same time…is to make sure none of you can contact me……wow….this is a long thought out planning…..that Crown Prince is quite smart…”.“Sire….it is not that Crown Prince that is smart….but it was The Yulga Family…he had help from Duke Yulga, of which promised by the Prince…that the Alemia River…will be given to him..as the price…”.(Old Marlo)Now that is a name that I was surprised to hear, funny enough, that name was already crossed out. Duke Yulga has already fallen before I come over to Alemia Nation, it seems that unknowingly, I have just eliminated the third player in Alemia
“.….Thanks for filling in the blanks, Old Marlo…..”.“It is my duty to serve, Your Highness President…”.(Old Marlo)“You know, you are pardoned now….you can head back home if you wanted to….but at the same time, I wanted to ask…..do you want to work for Aeternum again?…”.“Huh?….”.(Old Marlo)Old Marlo were visibly shock as I ask this proposition to him, in all honesty, these people haven’t done anything wrong at all. Their falls were not at all a failure, as initially me and Aeternum were already abandoned them as we left the Alemia Nation, and set them to be used by the Alemia Nation government so that the nation can be ruled much more nicely. So with that in mind, I do feel a little pity on them and also responsible for their current situations, and if I could I would want to rectify that.“I am asking…do you want to once again, come to work under my government….because, I promise you….unlike the last time…..this time, Aeternum wont leave, this land ever again…..as we would be topp
“By the way, tell your colleague as well….this offers also available for all of them…okay?..”.“Yes, Your highness…surely everyone would be delighted with your graciousness…I will make sure that they all chose to served our great nation!!…”.(Old Marlo)“Y..yeah…just don’t force them if they don’t want to…”.“YES!…SIR!!!…”.(Old Marlo)I turned to Old Marlo and talked to him in a lower voice, there are a lot of Apprentices here, and surely not all of them can hear me talking to Marlo. Naturally he was more than enthusiast about the whole thing, which also made me a little bit worried that he might forced others to say yes to my offer. Of which, if he did that, that would be his own prerogative, but I just hope that he doesn’t go to the extreme with it. Sometimes, the people around me, used to just go to the extreme to what I wanted them to do, still most of the time, when they did it, it isn’t necessarily a bad thing but it isn’t ideal.Once our small talking session ended, I let Old Ma
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
Meanwhile, in the Aeternum camp, soldiers discussed the situation in hushed but animated tones. The transparency of the president’s leadership and the reports of the Alemia government’s incompetence had ignited a fiery determination among them.“Did you hear the latest report?”one soldier asked, leaning over his meal tray.“The queen herself admitted to being a puppet for the nobles. Can you believe that?”Another soldier scoffed.“It’s disgusting. They let their people starve and suffer while they live in luxury. No wonder Aeternum had to step in.”A younger recruit, still fresh to the army, spoke up hesitantly.“Do you think we’re really doing the right thing? Taking over an entire nation?”The veteran sitting next to him clapped him on the shoulder.“Kid, we’re not just taking over. We’re fixing what they broke. Look around you—this isn’t a war for power. It’s a war for justice.”The recruit nodded slowly, his doubts fading.“I just… I’ve never seen a leader like the president bef
“You know what I appreciate most about this war?”he asked, his voice thoughtful.“It’s the transparency. The president told us everything—why we’re here, what we’re fighting for. I’ve never served in an army like this before.”The others nodded in agreement.“That’s because there isn’t another army like this,”a veteran said proudly.“We’re not just fighting for a paycheck or some king’s ego. We’re fighting for something real—for justice, for the people who’ve been suffering under their rule.”The soldiers’ confidence was unshakable. They knew they were on the right side of history, and the enemy’s disarray only reinforced their belief in the righteousness of their cause. As the sun began to set, the Aeternum Army remained motionless, their lines unbroken, their discipline unwavering. On the horizon, the camps of Crown Prince Amariss and Queen Romella descended further into chaos, their once-proud armies teetering on the brink of collapse. Inside the Dragon One, I stood at the observ
On the Aeternum side, the mood couldn’t have been more different. The soldiers, aware of the psychological impact their stillness was having on the enemy, were brimming with confidence.“This is genius,”Private Luthar said, his voice filled with admiration.“The President doesn’t even need to lift a finger, and they’re already falling apart.”Sergeant Maia, a veteran soldier, nodded.“That’s why I serve him. He doesn’t just fight wars—he wins them before they even start.”Another soldier chuckled.“Can you imagine what they must be thinking right now? All those nobles and commanders, shaking in their boots, wondering when we’re going to strike. It’s beautiful.”The soldiers also appreciated the transparency I had shown by sharing the compiled evidence of Alemia’s crimes. For many, it reinforced their faith in Aeternum’s leadership and the righteousness of their cause.“I’ve served in armies before,”Corporal Darius said,“But never in one where the leader actually tells you why you’r
In the higher echelons of command, the reactions were just as impassioned. Grand General Bina and General Lucas, in particular, were vocal about their disgust."This is beyond negligence,"Bina said during a video conference."It’s a betrayal of everything a government is supposed to stand for. These people aren’t leaders—they’re parasites."Lucas, ever the fiery lion demi-human, growled in agreement."They’ve lost the right to govern. We’re not just here to fight a war—we’re here to restore dignity to this land. And by the time we’re done, Alemia will be a shining example of what Aeternum can achieve."Even General Eliza, known for her bubbly personality, was unusually serious."I’ve always thought of war as a necessary evil,"she said."But this? This is justice. And I can’t wait to see the look on those nobles’ faces when they realize their time is up."By the time the army resumed its march, every soldier was fully motivated, their spirits higher than ever. The Aeternum Army wasn’
"This is why we step up,"I said quietly, almost to myself but loud enough for everyone to hear."Because no one else will.""Aeternum leads,"Selie said, her voice steady."And we don’t falter,"Captain Lionel added. The room was silent once more, but this time it wasn’t somber. It was charged with purpose.As the clock ticked closer to the final battle, the Aeternum Army continued its march, undeterred and unwavering. On all fronts—north, south, east, and west—the troops advanced with a singular purpose: to bring justice, order, and prosperity to Alemia.For the first time in a long time, Alemia’s people would have something to believe in—a government that didn’t just promise change but delivered it.And as the Dragon One flew high above the battlefield, its presence a symbol of Aeternum’s strength and resolve, everyone knew that this was more than just a war. This was a turning point—a moment that would define not just Alemia’s future but the very essence of what Aeternum stood for
"Every time I read these reports, it makes my blood boil,"Captain Lionel, who was standing nearby, muttered. His fists were clenched at his sides, his anger barely contained.I nodded, my expression hardening."It’s unacceptable. This war, this suffering—it ends now."The reports from Baron Louise and Count Dracul only reinforced my resolve. Both sides were guilty. Their leaders were corrupt, their nobles complicit, and their soldiers nothing more than pawns in a game of greed and power. There was no redemption to be found in either faction."They have chosen their fates,"I said, my voice cold and final."They had every opportunity to rule justly, to care for their people, to avoid this war. Instead, they chose greed and tyranny. When we move forward, we do so with a clear conscience."Despite the clarity of my decision, there was no denying the gravity of the situation. The suffering of the Alemia people weighed heavily on everyone aboard the Dragon One. Around me, the bridge crew
"Your Excellency,"they said in unison."Stand,"the president ordered, a small smile tugging at the corner of his lips."You’ve served Aeternum well. There’s no need for formalities here."As they rose to their feet, Baron Louise dared to speak."It is an honor to finally meet you, sir. I’ve waited a long time for this moment.""And I,"Count Dracul added,"Am humbled to stand before you."The president leaned forward, resting his elbows on the armrests of his throne."I’ve read the reports from Selie. Your contributions to this campaign have been invaluable.""Thank you, sir,"Louise said."But the work isn’t done,"the president continued, his tone growing serious."Your roles as messengers are not just a formality. You will return to your respective factions and deliver a clear message from Aeternum: the war ends now."Both men nodded."And if they refuse?"Dracul asked cautiously. The president’s gaze hardened."They won’t have a choice."The room fell silent, the weight of his w
"Baron Louise,"Count Dracul greeted, his voice low and even."Count Dracul,"Louise replied with a faint smirk.For a moment, they stared at each other in silence. Then, when they were certain no one could overhear them, both men let out soft chuckles."Of all the people they could have chosen,"Louise said, shaking his head,"They picked us."Dracul smirked."Poetic, isn’t it? Two of Aeternum's informers sent to negotiate on behalf of these fools."Louise let out a short laugh."It’s almost too easy.""Let’s not keep them waiting,"Dracul said, gesturing toward the Aeternum Army in the distance."The sooner we meet with the president, the sooner we can get back to work."Together, the two men rode toward the Aeternum frontlines, their hearts light with the knowledge that they were returning to their true allegiance.As they neared the Aeternum encampment, they were greeted by a group of soldiers, their imposing figures silhouetted against the setting sun. The soldiers didn’t speak,