The Almighty Dominance

Chapter 378

In the state of Mexica, Governor Benito Diaz sat in his office, the weight of recent events still pounding in his head.

Hours ago, he'd watched the new king execute the Governor of Colombia.

The image wouldn't leave his mind.

Since the king's decree just a few hours ago, the government offices were swarming with officials, their voices clashing in heated debates over how to respond.

Papers piled high, phones rang without pause, and the tension was thick enough to choke on.

It was clear they were in for a long night-every light in the building would burn until dawn, because by tomorrow morning, the press would demand an answer.

"Sir Governor," a secretary stepped in, voice tight.

"The people are waiting for your decision. Will we keep producing weapons like we have for the last two hundred years... or stop and switch to farming?"

Benito's eyes hardened. "Call everyone here. I'll speak to them directly." Moments later, about ten of his most trusted officials filed into the room.

Benito rose from his chair, cigar unlit in hand.

"The Diaz family has been making weapons for generations," he said, voice low but firm.

"That doesn't end with me not now, not ever."

He knew the profits were too great to abandon.

He wasn't about to throw them away just because a young king thought he could command him.

But open defiance would mean sharing the Colombian governor's fate-public execution.

“But, sir... the king's order?" the secretary pressed.

Benito's tone sharpened.

"We'll still make weapons. We'll sell them outside the country, and to the gangs within. Colombia's stopped production, and soon all the other states will follow."

"We'll have the market to ourselves."

He leaned forward, a thin smile curling on his lips. "While others are too afraid, we'll be the ones to strike. If you want the tiger, you go into the tiger's den."

A senior advisor frowned. "And the king's inspection?"

"We'll make farming equipment too-just enough to keep up appearances."

The secretary hesitated. "Sir, are you sure this is wise?"

Benito lit his cigar, the flame reflecting in his eyes.

change the people's minds. The king's turning this country into herbivores-farmers. We'll remind them

We'll wake them from

should we do?" the secretary

the state and national news with propaganda. We'll say the king's plan will weaken the

shift public

the room. "Do you

they

the number one state-and maybe, just maybe, take the king's place." He

this between us.

"Yes, Governor."

the night sky. "Tomorrow, Mexica leads

the kitchen and found Josephine already serving breakfast,

pulled out a

you need to see this." She turned the screen

anchor's voice

of Mexica, Benito Diaz, was arrested last night after ordering continued weapon production in

to spread false information about the king to incite rebellion. He now faces a death sentence,

The broadcast continued coldly:

the country.

the news anchor's voice rolled through the room, the king and his ministers have appointed Alfred Kingston to gover Mexica for the next five years, before

frowned at

look, Jo?" Alex asked,

fet

know much about politics... but

gets executed, now

"Between the Colombian governor's family and Benito Diaz's people, that's about forty

course forty's a lot," she said, stabbing her fork into her

leaned back. "In the last thousand years, our civil wars and

claimed two million. And the lowest death toll in all that bloody history was still

He sighed.

don't. Without

keep running. Every civil war in this

Josephine's eyes widened. "Really?"

wars never stop? You think people just... can't get

the biggest arms

"The king saw it coming before he even

so he put eyes and ears so close

Josephine froze. "You mean...?"

set the trap. Made them jump. Then

bribe the

this might be the most efficient civil war ever- stopped before