“...Elijah, I assumed that this 4 is your elected temporary observer?…”.“Yes, Sir….me and the cabinet has chosen these 4 to hold the position of Temporary Observer…they are carefully selected, with taking in account of their talent, capability, loyalty and also their merits….I can fully assure you that…these 4 can surely live up to you expectation….”.(Vice President Elijah)“Is that so?…if Elijah had said so about you all…then I will never have any doubt about it at all…Ah…Miss Renee Coral…I have high expectation seeing you here…and surely you live up to my expectation, I see..”.“Naturally, Your Highness…I only live to serve…this humble officer is delighted to meet his highness expectation, sir…”.(Miss Renee Coral)The only one that I know were Renee Coral, after all she is the one that I secretly pushed forward for this position, and looking at her right now, I have made a great choice to put her on the lead. In truth, Renee Coral by all means have the right to rule over the Sunder
Now that one of the candidates had already gotten her assignment, it was time for me to turn to the 3 other candidates left. Naturally, just like Miss Renee Coral the 3, were no slouch either. All 4 of the candidates are as diverse as it can get, in both race and gender 2 women and 2 male. What is even better is all of them were young of age, meaning that they can stay in this position longer and accumulate experience as vast as they can. It was one of the criteria that I explicitly listed for Elijah to follow. In this world usually, those that were above 40 years of age, can stand at a high position, but for me, I do it the other way around.Young people with talent and loyalty should be lifted up to be in their correct and supposed position. I have thrown away all the convoluted ways of medieval society that were expected of this world and put my way of thinking in Aeternum culture. Naturally, such moves do have a lot of people complaining about it, but not a single person dared to
“I, Neavys Briarfel…will honorably accept this duty and will serve with my utmost dedication and ability to serve as a Temporary Observer of the Southern Region of Alemia….May glory be eternal…”.(Miss Neavys Briarfel)Done with her oath, Neavys Briarfel stood up and walked to my left, joining the line with Miss Renee Coral, now I focused on the 2 men before me. One is short and the other is quite tall, possibly even a head taller than me.“Mister Halgar….another fine talent born from our university…I believe you served in the Army before this..correct?..”.“Yes, Sir!…First Lieutenant Halgar of the Aeternum Royal Army, Sir!….”.(Mister Halgar)Halgar is a dwarf, and unlike the other 2 before that have their last name, Halgar doesn’t. he was a born slave until he was saved by Aeternum, his life journey was amazing, born as a slave, trained as a battle slave, saved by Aeternum, and joined the Aeternum Army rose through the ranks and at the same time pursued study to the highest degree and
“I am pleased to see your kind step forward on this occasion, Throltys…”.“We are bound to do so, Your Highness~…we live to serve you and your cause as it was willed to us by the Great Ancient Dragon…beside..if we don’t step up…you would probably never call us, Your Highness…”.(Throltys)“You and Your people have suffered enough….being called and hunted as monsters for years…I thought to let you guys enjoy life a little bit…”.In terms of history as an entire race, Dragonnewt and Lizardman were perhaps the most tragic races in Aeternum. They, for as long as they lived have never been acknowledged as a race, but rather being treated like monsters, but as always that life changed when they came to Aeternum, and finally, they can live as peacefully and as comfortably as they like.“We know and appreciate your kindness, Your Highness…but…we have decided to also contribute to Aeternum cause….as Aeternum citizens, and as your direct vassal….it is within our duty to do so…hence, I beg you…do
“.…..Would we be assaulting the Alemia Nation straight to the core?..”.(Vice President Elijah)“No…we will conquer, the Northeastern Region then goes up then to the Northwestern Region first….and then we will come to the Central Region….Those noble has been ransacking everything in sight…and we have to prevent them from depleting everything…”.“If that is the plan…then it will be as you willed it to be, Master…at the end of this war….what shall be the fate of the Alemia Royals?….personally, in my opinion…they should be eliminated…after all…there cannot be 2 suns on the sky..”.(Vice President Elijah)Elijah's words put a smile on my face, she clearly has a grasp on what should be done for optimal results, and personally, I already decided to eliminate the Alemia Royals from the equation. If I were to just let go and let live, I am certain, with their personality, they would rise again and oppose to my rule, they were the kind that would demand something outrageous no matter what. Be it
Ever since the last meeting was held, all activities on the Aeternum military side have been busy, with my decisions and then the spread of the news assisting the preparation for war. Everyone was anxiously anticipating how this battle would go, there were no longer any doubts as to whether this war would fall into Alemia Nation, but rather everyone seemed to already get the conclusion of the winner of this war by their own assumptions. Undoubtedly, Aeternum will win this war, right now it is just a matter of how many days and how big will the win be.“Knock! Knock!….Sir, It’s me, Holgun…”.(Holgun Iron Horn)“Come in…”.Holgun opened the door to my office as I allowed him to do so, then closed it behind him. Aside from me, he is probably the busiest man around, since he has been preparing the troops that will soon be deployed under my command.“...Holgun…so..how are Sergeant Leku and his team doing right now?…”.“Sergeant Leku has arrived with good news, Your Highness…he has managed t
“750…that is magnificent…by the way, have they all been asked whether they wanted to work for us again or not?… I am worried that they might feel bitter about working for us again…after all…if they were to rebuke my offer…I understand them…”.“For that, they have all agreed…all 750 apprentices unanimously agreed to once again work for us…thanks to Mister Marlo convincing them…they readily agreed…all of them were harboring anger and vengeance towards the current Alemia Nation..and with us aiming to destroy the Alemia Nation…they all readily stepped forward for the task…”.(Holgun Iron Horn)“.…Oh…good grace…well…since they have agreed to come back to our fold…then let’s welcome them with open hands…. increase their salary, and also…make sure that once this war is over, they will all be entitled to one apartment each…”.“A Single apartment?…that is quite a reward, your Highness…Alright, I will make sure that the reward will be included in their contract…”.(Holgun Iron Horn)A raise and a
“[Colonel Aida Oneal will be the commander of the 2nd fleet, and I will be the commander of the 1st fleet…Sir…should I tell the ground troop to be transported with our vessel?…it seems much faster that way…]”.(Admiral Duchess Kolarova Qoon)“No….I want the ground troop to move on land, on their own….their role as they traverse the land to to comb the region at the same time….and thus eliminating any enemy or runaways at the same time…”.“[…But then..the progress will be slow…right?..]”.(Admiral Duchess Kolarova Qoon)“Yes…that is the point….the progress will be slowed down…but the upside is…we are cleaning everything that need cleaning…whilst also spread the demoralizing fear to our enemies ahead…”.A pronged attack, if we wanted to be more specific, it was 6 pronged attack to be exact. 2 attack is from the Navy, which functioned as long range attack and support fire, 2 from the Ground troop which will be lead by me and Bina, that act as the sweeper of the attacks and also the conques
"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