“That’s true…look at here and the Pearl City…thanks to those apprentice, the city administration has become even smoother now…this mission is truly crucial for our next war skirmishes…”.(Corporal Liam)Although they might looked like just a bunch of hot headed, battle maniac bunch, The entire Special Forces branch were filled with qualified officers and soldiers, in fact if any Special Force soldier were put in that same unit as any regular soldiers, that Special Forces unit will always be the one that will be the leading figure and will always be the smarter and experienced one than all the others. Hence all the 4 officers were able to instantly determined the crucial roles of the apprentices is just proved just how professional and capable they are.“Hence that is why…we all need to nail this mission perfectly…from the initial intel gathering…all the way to extracting them…every single moves has to be done with utter perfections…Remember..this mission is given to us…directly from th
“Hence that is why…we all need to nail this mission perfectly…from the initial intel gathering…all the way to extracting them…every single moves has to be done with utter perfections…Remember..this mission is given to us…directly from the President himself….he can give it to the mere soldiers, to the Spy bunch…but no…he gave it to us….so…no matter what…I will not disappoint him…and I expect you all also have the same kind of motivation as me…is that understood?..”.(Sergeant Leku)“Crystal Clear, Sir…”.(Specialist Jennifer)“Good…let us start sorting the available intel for now and decide our strategic plans…”.(Sergeant Leku)“Alright, sir..”.(Corporal Liam)With that order, the whole tent started to get busy, all hand were on deck, as the files filled with information were spread on top of the long table in the middle of the room. In just a few hours, the data were already started to formed a solid plans, maps on the table were filled with mark and dots, for the whole six hours and no
“.….Leku….the complication of this mission….it is not that hard….but rather…what is pressing…is that the distance of each extraction target….with this…we literally have to travel from the North-east all the way to North-west of Alemia Region….with stopping at all the region major city and town….rather than worrying about the resistance….we are actually have to worry about time….”.(Specialist Alehandro)“...That’s right….this is time concerning mission…Just look at all the diverse location of the remaining survivor…”.(Corporal Liam)After all the arranging data has completed, at last, Sergeant Leku and all the Special Forces officers can finally get the whole picture of their mission scales. It was true, that rather than worrying about the possible resistance that they will face in their mission later, what is worrying for them is the time constraint. The location of the well known Apprentices survivor were far to scattered all over the 3 region of Alemia, and thus this will only make
“They were just salty….back when we first fought and defeated them….all of them were hiding in the corner cowardly…and then we installed the apprentices to take their places…at that time I can still remember that they don’t even dared to look at the apprentices directions…they just bowed their heads and lick the apprentices foot..at that time…..remember that time, Alehandro?..”.(Sergeant Leku)“Yeah…that time, the same thing happened here…all the nobles that day just simply hides in their lair like a cowards….damn…I have so many apprentices friend back then…and those guys were good guys…it was only understandable..that they do what they did now…with us out the pictures…they can just storm in and claim everything back…”.(Specialist Alehandro)It was a sad truth and regrettable what had happened, but ultimately at the end of the day, things already happened so now all that they can do is rectify everything and move on.“Wow….you two have even served during the first war?…I get it when i
“Specialist Alehandro..is First generation Special Force Operator, you know…please be respectful Gunner..”.(Specialist Jennifer)Alehandro is known to be the old member of the Special Forces Branch, and he is also a low key person. What is more puzzling to others is that compared to the many first generation Special Forces operator, his ranks were the lowest, thus made him seem unremarkable to many. For Gunner, Jennifer and Liam, they were second generation operator, so this old Dwarf often alluded them with mystery.“I am respectful, you know!…..it just….why are you still specialist, old man?..”.(Specialist Gunner)“Oi…what did I just said just now?…”.(Specialist Jennifer)“Hey..I know!….I just..you know…curious?…”. (Specialist Gunner)Jennifer growled as the brash attitude of Gunner, but everyone can see that Gunner were just curious and doesn’t mean anything bad from his words. Liam too were curious as well, but decided as the youngest in the room it is better to keep his mouth shu
“It is rather simple actually….this old dwarf is just stubborn….Hahaha..”.(Sergeant Leku)“…what?..”.(Corporal Liam)Hearing their sergeant just rip into Alehandro like it was nothing, Corporal Liam just spurt out his drinks in shock, startling the whole room.“He denied promotions because he haven’t had enough of fighting…and because he don’t want to lead others…Stupid right?…hahaha!…Then again…if he decided to rank up…this guy over here can just asked the President for it…and he will get it nifty….”.(Sergeant Leku)“Tch!…I too lazy to lead others…”.(Specialist Alehandro)“Believe it or not…if he wanted to…he can easily rose to Lieutenant Colonel and stand beside Colonel Xing if he wanted to…but being a muscle headed dwarf that he is….he preferred to bash in some skull rather than sit in an office somewhere….You guys do realized that he just called the President ‘Boss’ right?…”.(Sergeant Leku)“yeah….aren’t you also called the President, Boss as well, Sir?…”.(Specialist
“Tch!…I too lazy to lead others…”.(Specialist Alehandro)“Believe it or not…if he wanted to…he can easily rose to Lieutenant Colonel and stand beside Colonel Xing if he wanted to…but being a muscle headed dwarf that he is….he preferred to bash in some skull rather than sit in an office somewhere….You guys do realized that he just called the President ‘Boss’ right?…”.(Sergeant Leku)“yeah….aren’t you also called the President, Boss as well, Sir?…”.(Specialist Jennifer)“Yeah…that is because…we…including several others and also Colonel Xing were used to be in the same Unit as the President….and the first one to call the President Boss and have guts to do it…is this Old Dwarf over here…”.(Sergeant Leku)“Really?!…goddamn…I never thought that you were really that of a big shot, old man…”.(Specialist Gunner)The 3 officer looked at Alehandro with glistening eyes at this very moment, never they have ever thought that the Old Dwarf were this prolific.“Why would you told them that…you idiot
“At the moment, there is nothing to worry about the current supply of meat produce….in fact, personally…for the New Sunders City….we can actually have this eastern region as our biggest producers of Meat produce…”.(Holgun Iron Horn)“...I am also seconded to Sir Major Holgun suggestions, your Highness…we have complied a data that we have…and we came to conclusions…that thanks to the abundance of Monsters and also Dungeons in this region…we can change the region main produce to meat produce….it will certainly productive and also beneficial for us…”.(Marlo)At the moment, I am still inside my office, working. So at this moment, we are currently deciding the future of Eastern region, on what should this region be focusing on. And surprisingly the answer to that came very easily, turns out that the availability of Monsters and Dungeons in these region made it easier for us to push forward these region as Meat producing region. These region were like a major spawning point of all sort of m
"To bring an end to this senseless bloodshed and to uphold justice, Aeternum was left with no choice but to intervene. The war was swift, decisive, and necessary. With surgical precision, our military forces dismantled both warring factions, captured those responsible, and liberated the oppressed people of Alemia."In the Aeternum War Room, Vice President Elijah listened, arms folded, her expression unwavering. She had witnessed every piece of this war unfold—but hearing it spoken so clearly, so definitively, solidified the gravity of their actions.Quara took a deep breath before delivering the final words of her broadcast segment."At this moment, Aeternum officially declares that the war in Alemia has ended. Alemia is now under Aeternum governance. The laws of Aeternum will now extend to the entire region, ensuring protection, fairness, and the rebuilding of a nation once ravaged by war. Justice will be served, and those responsible will answer for their crimes. The people of Alemi
Corporal Julius never expected to live through the war. When the Aeternum army stormed the city, he had thrown down his weapon, surrendering without a second thought.He had seen what Aeternum did to prisoners of war.Not executions. Not torture. But fair trials.And when he stood before the Aeternum Military Court, his heart had pounded in his chest, expecting the worst.Instead?Instead, he was sentenced to manual labor—helping to clean and rebuild the city he once swore to defend. At first, he thought it was humiliating. A soldier, reduced to picking up rubble and scrubbing graffiti off walls.But then, as he worked alongside former civilians, former soldiers, and even volunteers from Aeternum, he realized something. This wasn’t a punishment. This was redemption. As he carried a heavy sack of broken bricks, an elderly woman passing by stopped him."Young man, thank you."Julius paused, sweat dripping from his brow. “For what?”The woman smiled, her wrinkled hands clutching her new
Meanwhile, inside the Alemia Royal Palace, which had now been converted into a central command hub, President Mies Sai listened intently to a military briefing.Across from him sat Department Vice-Director Nathaniel Grant of the Department of Resource & Infrastructure, his face alight with enthusiasm.“Sir, the employment program is exceeding expectations. We posted 5,000 positions for public kitchen chefs, and they were filled within a single day.”Mies Sai smirked. “I’m not surprised. The people have been desperate for stability.”Vice-Director Grant nodded. “Indeed. And now, with the cleaning and rebuilding project launching, we’re expecting a flood of applications. 100,000 slots may not even be enough.”General Lucas, seated nearby, chuckled.“We’ll need to start thinking ahead, then.” He tapped a report on the table. “Alemia isn’t just a city of civilians. We still have thousands of unemployed former soldiers from both the Queen’s and the Prince’s factions. Many of them aren’t cr
“I agree with implementing the employment program,” I said, voice firm. “But we’ll need to make several adjustments before we proceed.”Ramon nodded attentively. “What kind of adjustments, sir?”I leaned back slightly in my chair.“First, work hours need to be reduced. Given how many of the surviving population are either elderly or women, we can’t expect them to handle the same level of physical labor as a normal workforce.”Ramon took notes, his expression serious. “Understood.”“Second, child labor is absolutely forbidden. If anyone attempts to exploit children for work, they will face immediate punishment.”“Of course, sir. Aeternum law is clear on that.”I nodded. “Third, we’ll have to create alternative jobs that suit the city’s current demographic. Many of the women and elderly might not be able to do construction work, but they can handle administrative work, small-scale industry, and trade. We need to get creative.”Ramon grinned, impressed. “You’ve already thought several st
“Did the Queen know about this?” I asked, though deep down, I already knew the answer.Selie didn’t respond immediately. Instead, she reached into her bag, pulling out a single sheet of parchment. She laid it on my desk with a deliberate movement.It was an official decree, signed and stamped with Queen Romella’s royal seal. A decree authorizing the so-called “punishment” of nobles appointed by Aeternum.I closed my eyes briefly, suppressing the urge to slam my fist onto the table. The Queen knew, she had known all along. And she did nothing, or she were too consumed with all the power and luxuries that she just signed everything that come to her table, and now I had to clean everything back.Across the chamber, Duke Oliver Gust—or rather, Governor Oliver Gust, as he was now officially titled—stood near one of the balconies, observing the organized chaos with a look of deep contemplation. After taking a moment to collect my thoughts, I rose from my seat and walked over to him.“Quite
For years, Alemia’s people had been accustomed to fear—to being harassed, abused, and treated like pawns by the nobility and military alike.But today, as they walked through the clean streets, there was no shouting.No random arrests. No public executions. There was only order.And above them, in the vast blue sky, the Aeternum airships loomed—their massive steel frames gliding through the heavens, a symbol of dominance, protection, and change.For many, it was their first time seeing such technology up close.An elderly baker, standing at the entrance of his shop, shielded his eyes as he gazed upward."The Iron Birds…" he whispered, awestruck.Beside him, a young girl tugged at his sleeve."Grandpa, are they… protecting us?"A pause. Then, the old man smiled for the first time in years."Yes. I believe they are."Unlike the old regime, Aeternum’s governance was swift and efficient.Knowing that the city had suffered extreme shortages due to the war, Aeternum immediately opened publi
"I refuse to be treated like some common criminal! I am Count Malik! Minister of Finance! I have funded half of this war!"His voice echoed, but no one moved. No one spoke in his defense.Malik gritted his teeth and jerked violently, managing to break free from the grip of the young Aeternum private restraining him.With a twisted smirk, he raised his hand and struck the soldier across the face.A loud crack rang through the hall.For a moment, everything stood still.Then—BANG.A gunshot pierced the air, and Malik’s scream followed a split second later as he collapsed onto the floor, clutching his now bloodied knee.Standing over him, his pistol still smoking, was Sergeant Falkner.The seasoned Aeternum officer towered over the fallen noble, his expression one of absolute indifference."That was for touching my soldier," Falkner said, his voice as sharp as a blade.Malik writhed, his cries of agony mixing with gasps of horror from the other captives.Falkner bent down, his boot press
“I request a duel.”A murmur ran through both sides. Bina merely raised a single eyebrow.“A duel? Against me?” she said, tilting her head slightly, almost as if she hadn’t heard him correctly.Anton stood his ground.“If I win, you and your soldiers do not enter this palace.”Bina exhaled, her lips curving into something that wasn’t quite a smile.“And if you lose?”Anton’s jaw tightened.“Then my men will surrender peacefully.”A moment of silence passed between them.And then, Bina laughed.A deep, almost booming sound, filled with something akin to amusement… and disappointment.“You are either the bravest or the most foolish knight I have ever met, Captain Anton.” She rested her hand on the haft of her war axe, her fingers tightening around the weapon’s familiar grip.Anton did not flinch. Bina’s amusement faded. She gave him a firm nod. Both of them knew, this is actually a heartfelt plea from Anton, he wanted Grand General Bine to allow his men to live, this I his earnest beg.
At precisely 10 AM, just as the dust from the explosions had barely begun to settle, a deep echoing voice rang across the battlefield.“To the soldiers and citizens of Alemia!”It was him.The President of Aeternum.His voice carried through the winds, reverberating through the ruined streets, projected through Aeternum’s massive military speakers for all to hear.“Your war is over. Lay down your arms. Submit to the governance of Aeternum, and you will be spared.”His words hung in the air like a final judgment.And then, like a descending storm, the Aeternum Army finally began to move.It was a terrifyingly unified march.Thousands upon thousands of troops moved in perfect synchronicity, their steel boots pounding against the earth like a drum of war. Tanks rolled forward, massive military vehicles flanking the advancing battalions, gunships and airships circling the skies like mechanical reapers.At that moment, the people of Alemia saw it—the unstoppable tide of Aeternum’s might de