บททั้งหมดของ Traveller Of Two Worlds: บทที่ 2551 - บทที่ 2560

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

"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

“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

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

"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