Supremacy Games

1470 A Devious Tactic!

The Next Morning...

In a lavish lounge with golden lightning and a soft interior, Jonathan and Mr. Atticus were seen sitting at a mahogany table.

The serene view of the city of Hope outside the window only added to the ambiance.

Jonathan, dressed in a crisp white suit, sat on one end of a mahogany table, a relaxed smile playing on his lips. Opposite him, Mr. Atticus, always impeccable in his dark tailored suit, had a steely glint in his eyes.

"Mr. Jonathan," Mr. Atticus began smoothly, "I've heard a lot about your recent acquisition near Hope. It's prime land, perfect for development."

Jonathan took a sip from his wine glass, nodding appreciatively. "Yes, it's a beautiful piece of land. I've had my eye on it for a while."

Atticus leaned forward, the weight of his presence pressing down on the table. "I'm prepared to offer you a generous sum for it. Think of the profit you'd make."

Jonathan chuckled, "It's not about the money, Mr. Atticus. I've done well for myself, and that plot is where I plan to retire."

Unfazed, Mr. Atticus tried another angle, "How about a partnership then? You will receive royalties from anything produced on your land."

Jonathan shook his head, still smiling. "I appreciate the offer, but it's a personal project. That land means more to me than just profit."

"Name your price. Everyone has one."

Jonathan leaned back, locking eyes with Atticus. "Some things, Mr. Atticus, are priceless. And for me, that plot of land is one of them."

"Is that so?"

Mr. Atticus' soft attitude began to disparate...His eyes became colder as he stared at Jonathan.

As a businessman, he would never consider using illegal methods if the legal path could lead to the same results.

But now?

dynamics. Finally, Mr. Atticus let out a

Mr. Atticus extended his hand, which Jonathan shook

Mr. Atticus said, his tone gracious but with an undertone of

Atticus left the lounge, Jonathan watched him, wondering if he

watched and heard their entire discussion

like he has any plans to snatch

you wouldn't think the same.' Felix replied, his eyes affixed on Mr. Atticus who entered his

inside the car, he reached out to his assistant and sneered. "He said he wanted to retire in it, let's see if he will have the same thought

approach should

"Make it barren."

"Consider it done."

***

sun dipped below the horizon, casting

sprawling expanse of Jonathan's temporary

stretched as far as the eye

out of view. From it emerged Mr.

an air of quiet efficiency...Dressed in all black, he blended with

a pack of crow-like blackbirds

above his head, seemingly scanning the new

briefcase, the assistant took out several small vials

around, ensuring he was alone, and then he poured the veils inside automatic sprayers

done, he made a weird-sounding whistle and the birds immediately

toggled into the depths of the forest, spraying the toxic

landed, the life force seemed to drain away

animals fled, sensing the imminent

size, it should take half a day.' The assistant timed his watch on his device and leaned against

being watched and recorded by Nidam as he was using his shadow abilities to hide himself from

want the land to be luscious for the sake of their farms? How can they do this?" Ravager said with

is that they have

"Since no one wants to buy a barren land, Mr. Atticus will be the sole party interested in buying it

"Devious indeed."