Chapter 141

“How many holy order members do we have ready in this city?” I asked as we walked toward the nearest park.

The Holy Order had evolved into an international network of mercenaries or private armies, boasting around a hundred thousand personnel worldwide.

They were now part of local underworld groups, working as private detectives, hired guns, and even assassins tasked with eliminating only the so-called bad people.

They were the army I prepared to face the world in the inevitable World War III. With enough money, I could mobilize about a million soldiers globally.

Taking down any country was a cinch, especially since I also owned a weaponry factory that collaborated with many countries.

I had even begun developing a new nuclear weapon in collaboration with some countries, all under the radar.

Weapons and soldiers were crucial if I aimed to conquer the world.

“In Oxford, we have about fifty people,” Alfred continued, calculating quickly. “And we only need about thirty to execute the mis