All Chapters of Traveller Of Two Worlds: Chapter 2751 - Chapter 2760

Roland, my former radio drama prodigy—already stepping up to direct animated TV episodes, managing child‑friendly histories of Aeternum’s founding.These three alone would mark the program a historic success. In a span of just weeks, they had transformed my vision from “controlled innovation” into an organic explosion of youth‑led progress.Behind me, a quietly rising tension in the UNA council had caught my attention. A few mid‑sized kingdoms looked ashen when news of Magic Nets, industrial expansion, Wasteland food reforms, and a new generation of genius creators reached them. They—especially the Kingdom of Lone Star—now sharpened eyes at our bounty.The Kingdom of Lone Star had always been a thorn.Human‑supremacist dogma; warlords believing they owned land and sea; a steady, bloody trail of enslaved pesky “demi‑humans”. Even now, ACIA’s border monitors reported suspicious troop movements near the eastern border—right where our Wasteland territory abuts theirs.They’d long coveted

“They were slaves,” he muttered, barely audible now, but every word soaked in venom. “Their founder a stranger, a nobody. And now? Now, they call themselves a beacon? The first modern nation? Hah! They built their false kingdom on stolen foundations!”“Your Majesty,” murmured Duke Margrave of Northbarrow, stepping cautiously forward, “our military strength is unmatched. With your blessing, we can prepare an incursion. Let us show the world that Lone Star still rules the skies and the soil.”“Yes, yes,” King Lonald hissed. “A crusade… A cleansing… If the fools in the UNA won’t accept us, then we will remind them of what true blood looks like. If Aeternum won’t bow to the natural order, we shall break them.”He turned to the tall war banners that flanked the throne—each depicting victories of Lone Star’s brutal past, conquest upon conquest.“They pollute order with diversity,” he snarled. “They poison strength with compassion. They weaken the race by raising subhumans to sit on thrones

I didn’t even get to sip my morning coffee.“Elijah,” I greeted, barely stepping into my office when I saw her standing there—arms folded, sharp-eyed, and dressed in full uniform. Her aura was ice and steel, the embodiment of Vice President and Director of A.C.I.A. both.She didn’t waste a second.“They’ve begun marching,” she said. “Lone Star’s main force has passed the southern ridge. Their banners were confirmed by both air patrol and border scouts—this is it.”I placed the mug down quietly on my desk. My gut had been warning me for days. The Kingdom of Lone Star, twisted by pride and poisoned by delusion, was on the move.“Wasteland,” I said, the word cold in my mouth.“Yes,” she confirmed. “Their first division has entered the outer perimeter. They’re not even trying to hide it anymore.”Of course not. King Lonald the Third had been unraveling ever since UNA denied their membership. The rejection wasn’t even a surprise; their blatant racism and history of conquest made it impossi

Outside the Cabinet Hall, the streets of New City stood transfixed by massive displays in plazas, televisions in bakeries, radios in taxis and offices. A thousand points of attention, all riveted to the same image—the council chamber, the national crest, the truth being told at last.In one government office complex, a man in a gray suit stood frozen in front of the screen. His knuckles whitened around the paper he had been reviewing before the feed began.“Those blasted old-minded bastards…” he muttered, voice shaking with anger. “How dare they come and attack us...?”Around him, murmurs of outrage stirred. Then, from the back of the office, someone stood up—tall, middle-aged, with a heavy black overcoat draped over his chair."Say no more!" the man barked. "Open the military draft! My families in Wasteland—I’m going in. I’ll fight."Voices rose around him."Sign me too!""Get my gear!""Where do I report?"Across Aeternum—cafés, factories, farms, even fishing boats tuned into the fe

“The Kingdom of Lone Star,” I said, “declared war first. Their actions are recorded. Their speech is public. This isn’t preemptive—it’s responsive. What we do now is sovereign defense.”The man cleared his throat. “Yes, sir, of course. But the perception—”“The perception,” I cut in, “will be managed. Our broadcasters are not incompetent. And UNA… will not be involved.”That last sentence quieted the room. I let it linger a moment before continuing.“This is not a coalition matter. Lone Star attacked Aeternum. Not UNA. We didn’t invoke Article Seven. We didn’t call for combined defense. We’re not dragging anyone in. This is our war.”Queen Zanessia's voice crackled gently from the comm mirror. “Zaredon supports Aeternum’s decision. Fully. We will maintain coastal alertness, but we see this as your just response.”A second voice followed—Queen Aqeesha Eloesa, more direct: “We stand with Aeternum. My island is ready to resupply your ships if necessary. Let the world know we choose actio