Everyone who heard it, including Osama, was surprised by the sudden statement! "…!!!!!" After a brief moment of silence, one of them raised their hand and asked if they could speak. Kazuki allowed them, saying, "Hmmm... Go ahead, Kaneki-san." Kaneki nodded and asked, "I am prepared to be sent there and have already prepared all the necessary documents. However... will we be staying there for a long time? I don't mind, but I am a little confused about how we should interact with the people of this world. Moreover, indirectly, we will be replacing them in governing the empire. Is that not a concern?" Kazuki chuckled lightly and responded, "It's not a concern. They have already entered into soul contracts with me. Perhaps your worries are valid, but it won't be a major issue as long as you and everyone else work and do their best for it." Upon hearing that, Kaneki held his chest and let out a relieved sigh. "Hahhh... That's a relief. I don't want us to be overthrown by them and kill
*** Sitting on the throne in front of about 20 individuals donning thick armor and robes, Kazuki gazed at them all with calmness and an aura emanating from his body. "I want to ask all of you from the War Division, I won't talk nonsense any further. Are you all ready to be sent to the Arthia Empire?" Kazuki inquired with a stern and cold expression, sipping a glass of red wine as he gazed at them, heads bowed. Everyone present immediately exclaimed, "We are ready to be sent there, Master!" Grinning... "Excellent!! I don't like to waste words when you already understand my intentions. You are not naive individuals, so I don't need to bother with useless verbosity," Kazuki stated, his gaze causing everyone to shiver under his scrutiny. The War Division was a special division created by Kazuki, recruiting young geniuses who possessed an understanding of power and militarism. Kazuki recruited them all from Japan. Unlike the other three Divisions led and trained by Kaito, Ryuto, and
*** Placing all his documents on the table, Ryuto approached Kaito and took off his lab coat. He sat in front of Kaito and asked casually, "Hey, Kaito." Glancing at Ryuto, slowly shifting his attention from the documents he was holding, Kaito responded, "What's up?" After pondering for a moment, Ryuto asked, "Besides seeking revenge for your sister's recovery with the potion, what is your reason for joining Kazuki in doing something irrational in this world?" Looking up at the ceiling while taking a puff of his cigarette, Kaito replied, "I don't know..." Ryuto sighed wearily. But suddenly, Kaito continued, "...I don't know why, but I feel drawn to the proposal put forth by Kazuki. There's something that piques my interest in joining him." Raising his head, Ryuto asked with an intrigued expression, "Oh, really? What is it that interests you?" Closing his eyes for a moment, Kaito revealed, "It's his aura. I sense an aura that commands me to respect and submit to him. I don't under
*** Currently, they all gathered in front of the podium, as promised by Kazuki, dancing, celebrating, and enjoying everything they liked. Ryuto, Honda, Tairi, and some other guys were trying to outdo each other, competing to see who could consume the most wine. Meanwhile, Kaito, Osama, and Yagami were savoring delicious food while discussing additional plans to organize various matters that might arise in the Arthia Empire. As for Kazuki, he was with Shiori and Livy in their private room, preparing their attire for their visit to the Singer's Gallery. By the way, over the past few weeks, Livy had visited the Secret Palace several times, accompanied by Velda, the lazy dragon who had gained access to the Arthia Empire and the Secret Palace. Livy personally shared her insights about the Kingdom of Arthia to everyone present, offering new perspectives on what needed to be done and prepared to face challenges to survive in the Arthia Empire in the future. She also had the opportunity
*** Gazing calmly and assertively at everyone, Kazuki continued, "Now, as it is time for us to begin our work in the Galliather World, we will depart for the The Arthia Empire tomorrow. The first to go there will be the Division of Politics. Once things stabilize there, the other Divisions will be sent as well." Everyone murmured and discussed the matter among themselves, and Kazuki allowed them to deepen their understanding of one another. After the discussion subsided, Kazuki continued, but this time with a confident grin, declaring, "As a reward for all the research and achievements you have made, and as provisions for you to protect yourselves there, I will grant all of you special powers that you have dreamed of-!!!" Upon hearing that statement, everyone froze in silence, trying to grasp the concept of the special abilities Kazuki mentioned. One member from the Division of War softly informed them, "Master is referring to magical powers and physical abilities. If you have eve
*** The next day, the members of the Political Division packed all they needed and headed towards the back courtyard with great enthusiasm. They met Kazuki and several others, including Princess Olivia, who had already mounted Velda the dragon. Kazuki ordered Velda to lower his wings, and then the members of the Political Division climbed onto the colossal dragon slowly. As a safety measure for their journey on the dragon's back, the Development Division had created specially designed seats that were securely fastened to the dragon's back, allowing them to sit comfortably and safely. At a glance, the back of the colossal dragon looked like an epic stage, reminiscent of a fantasy film they had seen at the cinema. The members of the Political Division sat confidently in the specially crafted seats made by the Development Division, a symbol of their solidarity and preparedness for the challenges ahead. For Velda, it didn't matter much; the main thing was to complete the task quickly
*** "Um... Sir, your room is here," said a servant while guiding Osama to the door beside him. "Ah, is that so? Thank you for letting me know," mumbled Osama as he tried to open the door and enter his room. Once inside, he was slightly stunned by how spacious and beautiful the room was. However, he didn't dwell on it as he immediately placed his suitcase next to the wardrobe and took out his documents. He had wanted to bring his laptop and transfer many documents into files, but due to the lack of electricity here, he decided to leave it at the Secret Palace. The Development Division had not yet had time to create an electricity generator. Besides, the arrangement of elements and the density of Mana here were quite different, so they needed to conduct research and overhaul to ensure that the generated electricity wouldn't be eroded by the atmospheric Mana density. "But these documents should be sufficient for the presentation here," muttered Osama as he gazed at the documents he
*** "Arrghhhh-!!!" "Their attack is turning! They're trying to surround us from all directions!-!!" shouted a soldier as he swung his sword at the enemy's neck. Scroshhh-!! "Mages!! Reinforce your attacks to the coordination points ordered by the General!!" commanded a berserker who was at the forefront of the battle. Booommm-!!! "Can't do it!! My Mana is depleted!! We need additional Mana Water supply for the assault!!" The mage could only stand trembling, no longer able to continue. "Tck-!!! Damn it-!!!!! Why hasn't the Empire sent us any supplies, damn them!!!" Conversations like this were not confined to one location, but many soldiers were complaining like this inside the fortress. This fortress was called Gurkha Fortress, situated in a city near the border between the Arthia Empire and the Razor Empire. Over 20 thousand soldiers were currently fighting against more than 100 thousand enemy troops attempting to enter the fortress from all directions and laying siege on it