“Governor Gust,”I continued, shifting my attention.“How fares the Western Region?”Duke Oliver Gust bowed slightly, his noble demeanor radiating pride.“Your Excellency, the Western Region has become a model of prosperity. The people have embraced Aeternum governance wholeheartedly. Thanks to the reforms we’ve introduced—education, healthcare, and economic opportunities—the populace is more motivated and productive than ever.”“Are there any signs of rebellion or unrest?”I asked.“None,”Gust declared firmly.“On the contrary, the people are eager to contribute to Aeternum’s growth. Farmers are producing surplus crops, artisans are thriving under fair trade policies, and even the nobles who initially hesitated have come around. They’ve seen the undeniable benefits of aligning with Aeternum.”General Lucas interjected, his deep voice resonating through the screen.“If I may add, Your Excellency, the Western troops are also flourishing. Morale is high, not only among soldiers but als
"Sai, I'm only giving you a verbal warning this time….just don't do it again okay?.....".A Supervisor with an annoying face said with a condescending tone
" Identify..".{ Tough Nut }[Description: a nut that possesses a hard shell akin to an iron ball. Delicious (if you can break them, which probably not). Consuming one will grant 0.1 permanent points to Physical attributes. ]
"I never thought biology would be this easy…thanks to the 8.9 intellect point, I might even be a genius now…". The number of books I've finished in the past 2 days already passed 100 books, and I remember everything in all those books. As for my physical strength, let's just say I already surpassed a normal human capacity, I can fall a 20-meter tall tree with my bare fist, and ran 100 meters in under 5 seconds, that fact alone explains how a freak I've become. My world travel abilities were also leveled up to level 3 which enable me to enlarge the radius of the affected area by 24 Meters wide, thanks to that I was able to bring my 2018 F Transit van filled with wares with me. Thankfully the forest I'm in wasn't that dense, so I managed to drive through the forest slowly, also the beast and monsters always try to stay clear from my path, probably because of the loud exhaust sound I presume. [Sir, The closes town from here are the Town of Merrina and the Town of Mekk.
One Snakes Keep, Basement.2 bandits dragging a beaten-up man coming down from the stair, the man was Baron Larson who is one of Duke Merrica's retainers that followed Duke Merrica on this failed campaign to defeat the vicious bandit groups a few weeks ago. Duke Merrica and his men were beaten up to the pulp every day since they were captured, and today was no exception but amongst the past times, Baron Larson has become the bandit's punching bag the most. The bandit wardens carry Baron Larson to the cell and throw him inside like a sack of wheat, the sound of his harsh land woke up the knights who sleeping inside.< THUDD!! >"Ughhhh...". (Baron Larson)"Larson!!...you animal!!...<BBAAMM!!>…aarrgghhh!!". (Duke Merrica)"Heh!....brainless nobles…how about you run that pie hole of yours some more…..come on~". (Bandit Warden) One of the bandit wardens kicks Duke Merrica on the stomach, causing the alr
---Elijah An Quers & Co. POV---I already forgot how long I've become a slave, ever since my small old kingdom was defeated in the heat of wars, my own kin, my own race, my own family has thrown me under the wheel. This foolish self even willingly offers to be the sacrifice, just to save those who I once called beloved, at first I thought what I did was noble, selfless, and I as a Queen and a High Elven were supposed to do, but instead of honoring my selfless act, my own kind disowned me. Words saying I was weak, tyrant, foolish, selfish, and a harlot spreads to the whole world and this hideous rumor was spread by my own beloved.I've become a slave, sold again and again, become toys for lust or torture for anyone who bought me. I've long cursed this long life of mine!, I despise this beauty of mine!, I cursed this world!, I cursed everything!!. Each day's I hope someone will end my life yet death never come to me, 2 months ago I was sold to ano
Since the bosses no longer a threat, I've thought of something to ease the slaves and ultimately increase their [Loyalty] towards me. Although, I already own the slaves but that doesn't mean I have their respect, I dislike forcing someone to work for me, to me even if they were slaves they deserve to be treated humanely. For that, all the slaves in this keep deserves some kind of a payback, a release from their humiliation and anger, they all need to gain their pride and sense of dignity as a living being. The 2 bandits downstairs shall be the object of their justification.Each dead body I passed, i throw them outside to the front courtyard. The sound of bodies slam against the ground reverberates through the whole keep, I can see the slaves at the front courtyard shook and cry to the scene, but no one shouts, in fact the look in their eyes says ( Serve you right! ). A few minutes later, I already back inside the room where Elijah An Quers room, all of them see
"I want all the names that involve in these conspiracies of yours…now!..". (Elijah)Elijah shouted at Baron Larson, who's currently tied to the chair with a knife stabbed on his left knee.
“Governor Gust,”I continued, shifting my attention.“How fares the Western Region?”Duke Oliver Gust bowed slightly, his noble demeanor radiating pride.“Your Excellency, the Western Region has become a model of prosperity. The people have embraced Aeternum governance wholeheartedly. Thanks to the reforms we’ve introduced—education, healthcare, and economic opportunities—the populace is more motivated and productive than ever.”“Are there any signs of rebellion or unrest?”I asked.“None,”Gust declared firmly.“On the contrary, the people are eager to contribute to Aeternum’s growth. Farmers are producing surplus crops, artisans are thriving under fair trade policies, and even the nobles who initially hesitated have come around. They’ve seen the undeniable benefits of aligning with Aeternum.”General Lucas interjected, his deep voice resonating through the screen.“If I may add, Your Excellency, the Western troops are also flourishing. Morale is high, not only among soldiers but als
“This war will end not with chaos but with calculated and decisive action. The Central Region must be taken swiftly, but with care. Our objective is not just victory, but the establishment of lasting peace.”The commanders exchanged brief glances, their faces reflecting a mix of determination and anticipation.“General Eliza,”I addressed her directly,“Your air superiority has been unmatched. Continue to secure the skies and ensure that our forces on the ground advance without hindrance.”Eliza nodded, a confident smile tugging at her lips.“It will be done, Your Excellency. The skies belong to us.”“Governor Gust, General Lucas,”I continued,“Your region has been a beacon of stability. Use your position to support the final push. Ensure that supplies and reinforcements flow seamlessly to the frontlines.”Both men bowed slightly in acknowledgment, Lucas’s leonine features set in a firm expression.“Consider it done, Your Excellency,”Lucas said, his deep voice resonating through the
“Your Highness,”an advisor ventured cautiously, bowing low,“The city’s defenders are cunning and have fortified their position. But I assure you, with just a bit more time, victory will be ours.”Prince Amariss sneered.“Time? Time is a luxury for the weak! I did not bring this army to dawdle! Do you not realize that my patience is not infinite?”Baron Louise stepped forward, his demeanor calm and composed, his tone calculated to stroke the prince’s ego.“Your Highness, your vision is unparalleled, and your leadership unmatched. The wall may hold now, but it is no match for the brilliance of your strategy. Victory is inevitable.”The Crown Prince’s features softened slightly; his ego sufficiently massaged.“Hmph. At least someone here recognizes my greatness. Tell me, Baron Louise, what of the Aeternum Army? Are they still cowering in the east?”Baron Louise bowed his head, a sly glint in his eyes.“Indeed, Your Highness. Reports indicate that the Aeternum forces remain stationary.
Across the vast lands of Alemia Nation, Aeternum’s military leaders waited with bated breath for the President’s final command. Each commander, a cornerstone of Aeternum’s might, stood ready to execute their orders with precision and discipline.Grand General Bina and Admiral Duchess Kolarova controlled the southern front, where they had long solidified their hold over the region. General Eliza and Colonel Giuseppe De Gianna dominated the north with their air superiority and meticulous tactics. Governor Duke Oliver Gust and General Lucas ensured the western front remained both peaceful and ready for action. In the east, the President of Aeternum himself prepared for the ultimate moment to unify these forces into one decisive movement.The morning sun rose over Georgina City, casting a golden glow over the bustling streets below. I stood on the balcony of the Georgina Castle, savoring the aroma of my freshly brewed coffee. The city was alive, its people moving with purpose and contentm
“Do you hear that?”the man asked, his voice tinged with disbelief. His wife tilted her head, confused.“Hear what?”“Exactly,”he said with a small smile.“No cries, no screams, no clashing of swords. Just... peace.”She leaned her head against his shoulder, her own smile forming.“Maybe this is where we can finally start again.”For the refugees, Gust City wasn’t just a city; it was a promise of what their lives could become—a life of safety, hope, and renewal under the watchful governance of Aeternum.The Gust Ducal Palace stood as a beacon of Aeternum’s prosperity within the Western Region of Alemia. Its grand architecture, a blend of Alemia’s traditional designs and Aeternum’s modern sensibilities, reflected the harmony achieved under Duke Oliver Gust’s leadership. Within its marble halls, the duke’s study served as a sanctuary for strategy and reflection.Seated within the study’s richly adorned walls, Duke Oliver Gust and General Lucas shared an air of camaraderie, their conver
The city of Gust, the capital of the Western Region, radiated an aura of peace and prosperity that seemed almost otherworldly to those who had known nothing but strife. The towering walls stood strong yet inviting, adorned with the Aeternum insignia—a symbol that had come to mean safety and order to the Alemia people.As they passed through the gates, the refugees were greeted by sights and sounds that filled their hearts with hope. Cobblestone streets bustled with activity, but not the chaotic kind they had fled from. This was the lively hum of a thriving community: merchants hawking their wares, children laughing as they played, and townsfolk chatting amicably by fountains that sparkled in the midday sun.An elderly man, his face lined with the hardships of life in the war-torn northern regions, clutched his walking stick tightly as he stopped to take it all in.“Is this... really Alemia?”he asked, his voice trembling with disbelief. His daughter, holding her infant child close to
Unlike the other regions, where battles and skirmishes carved paths to liberation, the Western Region of Alemia had never known the chaos of war during this conflict. This serene anomaly could be attributed to the Gust Ducal Family, led by its dignified patriarch, Duke Oliver Gust.From the very beginning of Alemia’s Civil War, Duke Oliver Gust had pledged his allegiance to Aeternum, a decision that would forever shape the fate of the Western Region. The Duke, a good statesman and a visionary leader, recognized early on the transformative potential of Aeternum governance. By aligning his house with Aeternum and swearing loyalty to its President, he not only secured the safety of his lands but also elevated his status to the Governor of Alemia.Under his leadership, the Western Region flourished. It became a shining example of what could be achieved under Aeternum’s rule—an oasis of peace, stability, and prosperity in a nation otherwise marred by war.The Western Alemia Region stood as
“The President’s arrival always signals a shift in momentum. Whatever he has planned, it will undoubtedly be decisive.”. (Colonel Giuseppe De Gianna)Eliza leaned forward, resting her elbows on her knees.“I don’t know about you, Giuseppe, but I’m itching to get started. The Central Region won’t know what hit them.”. (General Eliza)Giuseppe laughed lightly.“I wouldn’t expect anything less from you, General. Your energy is infectious. Though I must admit, I share your enthusiasm. The Eternal Night Division is ready to stand by your side, as always.”. (Colonel Giuseppe De Gianna)Eliza’s cheerful expression softened slightly, revealing a glimpse of her focused resolve.“Then let’s make sure everything is in place. When the President gives the word, I want the Northern Front to move like a storm.”. (General Eliza)While the Northern Front basked in the unchallenged dominance of the Aeternum Royal Air Force, the Southern Front was marked by grueling ground and naval warfare. Yet, under
The Northern Region of Alemia had become a bastion of order and stability under Aeternum’s relentless advance. Every step taken by the Aeternum forces under General Eliza’s leadership left a lasting mark—one of liberation and peace.Villages that once cowered under the shadow of constant raids now thrived. Markets reopened, children played in the streets, and trade routes flourished. The Aeternum forces didn’t just sweep through the land; they rebuilt it. Engineers, medics, and diplomats followed close behind the military, ensuring that each liberated territory was integrated seamlessly into the growing Aeternum domain.Enemy resistance, while sporadic, was met with calculated force. Eliza’s forces didn’t simply eliminate the threat; they dismantled the very foundations of the enemy’s control. Supply lines were cut, strongholds reduced to rubble, and leadership decapitated with precision strikes.It was no wonder that whispers of Aeternum’s inevitability began to spread. To the Alemia