“You’ve done incredible things in Korea, Ran. You’ve proven time and again that you can handle pressure, make the hard calls, and come out stronger. But this...”. (Catherine Kent)She gestured subtly with her hand.“This is a different beast. And I won’t sugarcoat it. If you take this on, it will consume you. It will demand everything you have—and more.”. (Catherine Kent)Ran turned back to face her mentor, her gaze steady.“And if I don’t?”. (Ran Hyun OK) Catherine’s smile faded, replaced by a piercing look.“If you don’t, we’ll find someone else. But let me be clear—there aren’t many people I’d trust with this role. It has to be someone who understands what’s at stake. Someone who can navigate the shadows without losing sight of the light…above all, I suggested you….to Mies…So…”. (Catherine Kent)The room fell silent, the weight of Catherine’s words pressing down on them both.Finally, Ran spoke, her voice firm.“If I take this role, I’ll need full autonomy. No interference, no s
Ran Hyun Ok sat in stunned silence, Catherine Kent’s words echoing in her mind. Virtue Securities Management. The shadow company she had been aware of for years but had never imagined leading. A secret powerhouse, nurtured by Mies Sai and Catherine Kent, now being handed to her.“You would be stepping into a role that no one else in Virtue Financial International has ever held,”. (Catherine Kent) Catherine said, her voice measured but firm.“You would report only to me and Mies Sai. No one else. Your authority would match mine.”. (Catherine Kent)Ran’s gaze flickered to Catherine’s face, her chest tightening.“(Authority equal to Catherine Kent’s?)”. (Ran Hyun OK) It was a monumental shift. The gravity of the offer was overwhelming, but also thrilling.“You’d be our left hand, Ran,”. (Catherine Kent) Catherine continued, leaning forward slightly.“The one who wields the sword when it’s needed. This isn’t just about managing operations. It’s about taking the fight to anyone wh
“Virtue Media Global,”. (Choi Chae Ri)she repeated, her voice barely above a whisper.“And you’re offering me a role in this?”. (Choi Chae Ri)“Not just a role,”.Mies said, his tone still casual but carrying a weight that made Chae Ri sit up straighter.“I want you to lead it. You’ll be the CEO of Virtue Media Global, responsible for shaping its direction, managing its expansion, and ensuring it serves Virtue Financial’s interests.”.Chae Ri’s mind raced as she processed his words.“(CEO of a global media empire. A company designed to dominate the industry and influence the world.)”. (Choi Chae Ri)“But why me?”. (Choi Chae Ri)she asked finally, her voice steady but tinged with disbelief.“Surely there are others who could—”. (Choi Chae Ri)“Because you’ve already proven you can do it…and you asked for the same game as Ran Hyun Ok… so I give you one…”.Mies interrupted, his tone firm.“You’ve taken VBC to heights no one thought possible. You understand media, you understand people,
The morning light filtered through the large glass windows of the hotel lobby, illuminating the meticulously polished floors and the bustling energy of staff preparing for the day. As I descended the staircase, every staff member I passed greeted me with a respectful nod or a warm“Good morning, sir.”It was a testament to Catherine Kent’s efforts that the employees here recognized me without hesitation. Their attentiveness was a pleasant reminder of the culture we’d cultivated within Virtue Financial International—dedication paired with genuine hospitality.As I approached the dining area, Ricky, the hotel manager, stepped forward with a bright smile, his posture confident yet humble.“Good morning, Mr. Sai,”. (Ricky)he greeted, gesturing toward a table near the window.“I’ve arranged for your breakfast here. I hope the view is to your liking.”. (Ricky)“Thank you, Ricky,”I replied, taking a seat.As I began my meal, Ricky lingered, ensuring everything was to my satisfaction before
The air was filled with a mix of aromas—freshly baked bread, ripe fruits, and the faint scent of spices wafting through the bustling local market. The market was alive with energy, a symphony of chatter, laughter, and the occasional call from vendors showcasing their goods.I walked slowly through the rows of neatly arranged stalls, taking in the sights. Each stand was meticulously maintained, the vibrant colors of fresh produce and handmade crafts displayed with care. The market was a testament to Virtuoso City’s philosophy: clean, orderly, and designed to uplift its people.At one stall, a middle-aged woman was enthusiastically promoting her homemade jams to a small crowd of customers.“This one’s strawberry! Made with fruit from the new farms just outside the city!”she exclaimed, her face glowing with pride. Nearby, a group of children crowded around a candy vendor, their eyes wide with delight as he handed out colorful lollipops. Their laughter was infectious, drawing smiles from
“(This city isn’t just a collection of buildings or streets; it’s a living testament to what persistence and vision can achieve,)”I thought, taking in the orderly sidewalks and pristine storefronts. Children laughed as they chased each other near a fountain, while vendors arranged their displays with pride. It filled me with a deep sense of accomplishment.“(The company I started with my own hands has grown into an empire—a force that even the most established corporations hesitate to challenge. They’ve tried to stand in my way, but each time, they’ve learned that Virtue Financial doesn’t back down.)”As these thoughts swirled in my mind, I found myself at Catherine Kent’s office building. It was an imposing structure, but it carried an air of welcoming efficiency—a perfect reflection of its occupant.The receptionist greeted me with a respectful nod, and I made my way to Catherine’s suite. Her office had unofficially become my own temporary workspace, a fact that amused both of us.
Since the person in question had agreed to the offers, our conversation is practically over, but the weight of its significance lingered. Virtue Financial International had taken another step toward solidifying its future—and I couldn’t help but feel a surge of pride at the team I had built to carry that vision forward. Ran Hyun Ok is roughly the right person to do this work and weight the burden of the role. She is a person that Is capable of doing some messed up stuff to achieved her goals, and she inwardly knows that I know what she had been doing behind the close door in secret in order to paved the way of Virtue Financial Korea to be untouchable in Korea. Even so, the entire time, I permitted her actions all along, and now she is here, and she were about to play in a bigger scale, as my left hand.The atmosphere in Catherine Kent’s office was heavy with anticipation. Catherine sat behind her desk, her usual composed demeanor slightly faltering as she tapped her pen against the ta
“Now that’s done,”.I said, my voice calm but resolute,“We can breathe easier for a while. Assigning clear goals to everyone ensures that the company moves forward with purpose.”. (Catherine Kent)Catherine nodded slowly, but her silence spoke volumes. I knew that behind her composed exterior, her mind was already racing with questions and concerns.“They’ll do fine,”.I added.“Each one of them is the best in their field, but even the best need direction. Without it, ambition can become a double-edged sword.”Catherine finally leaned forward; her voice steady but tinged with unease.“Mies, this move into Africa—do you think it’s the right time for such an aggressive expansion? Especially considering how closely we’re being watched.”. (Catherine Kent)Her words hung in the air, a stark contrast to the optimism I had just expressed. I could see the faint furrow in her brow, a sign of her internal struggle. Catherine wasn’t the type to shy away from challenges, but she also understood
The project would take time—perhaps years—but its impact would begin in weeks.“Once the roads are in place,” Merrica said, entering her chamber with a report in hand, “we’ll be able to move goods faster, respond to crises quicker, and prepare for the second phase: economic zone development.”Helen took the report with a tired, but satisfied smile. “This… this they will see. This they will believe.”“And when they do,” Merrica said, “they’ll follow.”Late that night, as the wind howled against the palace windows, Helen stood in her private study, gazing out at the flickering torches lining the city streets. In her hand was a smooth, curved stone from the first road pile—just a plain stone, but to her, it was the beginning of a foundation.Her fingers closed around it as she whispered to herself, “Let this road lead us to a better kingdom.” And with that, the first steps into a new Hallerus had begun.The throne room had seen war plans, council betrayals, and royal declarations. But on
The ministers eagerly pointed out their favorite places from their student years.“Over there—that café served synthetic ice cream you have to try.”“That’s the district where I first saw a holographic opera.”“This is where I spent hours in the central library—eight floors of pure knowledge.”Helen listened with quiet amusement and growing wonder. These weren’t just stories. This was the future.They stopped first at a shopping promenade, where modern boutiques lined the plaza. Aeternum fashion—streamlined, elegant, tailored for form and comfort—was on full display.Helen tried on a pale blue dress lined with iridescent threads that shifted color slightly under different lighting. She admired herself in the mirror. Regal, yet free. She hadn’t felt this light in years.Merrica chuckled as she twirled slightly. “Careful. You’ll make the palace tailors obsolete.”Next came the Aeternum cuisine district. The aroma of spices, imported meats, baked delicacies and exotic fruit blends filled
Meerkat sipped from his flask; eyes gleaming. “Monster cores alone could offset our collective energy reliance on Aeternum’s hybrid reactors. If those dungeons are stabilized and regulated under UNA protocols, we’re looking at a resource boom.”Angela arched an eyebrow. “All that assumes stability. A kingdom can’t regulate dungeons if they can’t regulate their own court.”“Well,” Meerkat said with a shrug, “that’s what Merrica’s for, isn’t it?”They all laughed lightly—because it was true. The man’s reputation preceded him. Hallerus may have signed with a queen, but Merrica had built the bridge.Kaneda leaned forward. “It’s risky, but it’s a calculated risk. We’re not signing blind loyalty here. We’re watching. Evaluating. But make no mistake—if this works, Hallerus becomes the keystone of continental connectivity.”Redwall drummed his fingers on his knee. “I suppose that’s why we’re here. Not to clap at the signing. But to see if the queen is truly changed.”“She is,” Angela said qui
“And now, a major announcement: With the signing complete, Hallerus Kingdom is formally inducted into the United Nation Alliance as its thirty-first member. This marks a turning point—not only for Hallerus, but for the entire Central Continent.”“The UNA, now composed of thirty-one sovereign nations, officially becomes the largest unified alliance in the world’s history—its reach, economic power, and strategic cooperation unmatched by any prior coalition.”“Following this event, Aeternum has confirmed it will begin a nationwide rollout of its Super Stores, factories, and humanitarian infrastructure in Hallerus territory. In exchange, Hallerus will provide critical resources and cultural integration into the alliance structure.”“Public reaction is already beginning to surface—here in New City, spontaneous celebrations have begun in the multicultural districts where former Hallerians live. Meanwhile, markets across the UNA are surging in response to the stability this alliance signifie
“I don’t forget betrayal easily,” I said. “And Aeternum doesn’t forget pain lightly. What happened between us—it scarred people. People who trusted Hallerus. Soldiers who bled for your freedom. Civilians who saw us pulled out overnight.”“I know,” Helen said. “And I accept the cost.”“But,” I said, letting the word hang before softening my tone, “I do respect accountability.”Her eyes met mine. “Then we start again?”“We do,” I said, extending a hand.She took it. Her grip was firm.“We bury the hatchet,” I added. “But let’s be clear—this is not a return to old friendship. This is a new foundation. One built on lessons learned.”Helen nodded. “Agreed.”Merrica exhaled, satisfied. “It’s what both sides need.”I looked at Helen, voice calm. “You have a second chance now. Few leaders get that. Don’t waste it.”She nodded again, quietly this time. “I won’t.”“Good,” I said. “Because your people need you more than ever. Rule wisely. Rule well. Let this alliance be your legacy.”For the fir
“We’ll export more to Hallerus—especially food. You’ll need it. In return, we’ll import more raw ore and minerals. Your mining sector’s still decent, right?”“It is.”“Then let’s grow that. More volume, more jobs, more imports on both sides.”He beamed. “Thank you, my friend.”I smiled back. “You’ll find I don’t just use the whip.”“A carrot, then?”“Always. A balanced hand is how you keep control. Too much punishment, and you push people away. Too much reward, and they forget who they owe.”Merrica nodded slowly. “You’ve become a real ruler.”I stood, offering my hand again. “I became what this world needed.”He shook it. “And I’ll make sure Hallerus becomes what Aeternum can trust.”We stood in silence for a moment longer. The sound of cheering still floated in faintly from the streets below. Somewhere out there, Queen Helen was being paraded through New City—through a modern marvel built from vision and precision. Through a world she couldn’t have imagined a year ago.And now, she’
“They’re… happy to see us?” she asked, disbelief in her voice.Duke Merrica gave her a half-smile. “Some of them, yes. The others are watching. Judging. As they should.”One young woman in the crowd, her hair wrapped in Aeternum’s signature style, waved a small Hallerus flag and called out, “Welcome back! My family’s from Archenport—we’re with you!”Helen felt a warmth rise in her chest. Her lips curled, hesitant, but sincere. She lifted a gloved hand and waved back.Her ministers behind her smiled with relief. The people hadn’t forgotten them. Or maybe… maybe Aeternum’s citizens were willing to forgive, even if their leaders were not.Still, with each new marvel the city revealed, her pride took another small wound.Digital traffic signs shifted in real-time. Elevated walkways moved gently above the streets. Tall towers bore solar glass and climate control systems beyond her comprehension. Everything was clean. Efficient. Vibrant.Hallerus, by contrast, was still struggling to clear
“But that’s not all,” he said. “We’re not just building stores. We’re buying land.”Elijah’s eyes narrowed. “Land?”Andrea arched a brow. “Personal Aeternum-controlled territory?”“Exactly,” Mies said. “We’ll negotiate the purchase and designation of sovereign Aeternum land within Hallerus. Locations where we will build permanent structures—embassies, farms, factories. Property they can’t touch. Not legally. Not politically.”Andrea crossed her arms. “You want to turn this alliance into territorial leverage.”“I want security,” Mies said. “We trusted them once. And they betrayed us. This time, we own the pieces on the board. If they want access to food and prosperity, they give us something real in return. Soil.”Elijah nodded. “No oversight from their monarchy. No interference. Full extraterritorial jurisdiction.”Mies smiled. “Exactly. We build an Aeternum that lives inside their walls. One they can’t tear down without declaring war.”Andrea added, “And when we build those farms and
“We’re proud Aeternians now,” said one local organizer. “But we remember where we came from. If we can help fix the old home while serving the new one, why not?”In university lecture halls, students debated passionately.“Strategically, re-integrating Hallerus into Aeternum’s economic sphere is a no-brainer,” one economics major argued. “We’ll be able to shape their policies from within.”“But trust is a currency too,” another replied. “If we spend it on the wrong partner again, we might pay more than we think.”In a small park in the east district, a group of Aeternum veterans sat on a bench, medals on their coats, eyes on the screens showing news footage of Andrea’s visit.“You remember that street?” one said, pointing.“I remember clearing it house by house,” another replied. “They cheered us one day. Chased us out the next.”The youngest of them, silent until now, finally spoke.“We gave them peace once. Maybe it’s time to give them a future.”Silence followed. No one disagreed.