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.

minds. The king's turning this country into herbivores-farmers. We'll

We'll wake them from

we do?" the secretary

news with propaganda. We'll say

day, we'll shift public opinion until

the

they

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

this between us. No one

"Yes, Governor."

staring at the

walked into the kitchen and found Josephine already serving breakfast, her eyes glued

interesting?" Alex pulled out a chair. "You

this." She

voice

arrested last night after ordering continued weapon production in defiance of

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

The broadcast continued coldly:

line, will be exiled from the country. All property and assets will

and his ministers have appointed Alfred Kingston to gover Mexica for the next five years, before returning control to its

at the

Jo?" Alex asked, setting plates on

fet

"I don't know much about politics... but don't you think the king's being

gets executed, now the Mexica

family and Benito Diaz's people, that's about forty dead.

lot," she said, stabbing her fork into

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

two million. And the lowest death toll in all that bloody

He sighed.

new king just wants peace. But some governors don't. Without war,

keep the blood flowing so their weapon factories keep running. Every civil war

Josephine's eyes widened. "Really?"

think the wars never stop? You think people

Three states keep fanning the flames because they're the biggest arms dealers.

smirked. "The king saw it coming before he even gave his

he put eyes and ears so close on them he could

Josephine froze. "You mean...?"

them jump. Then cleaned them out before

armies, bribe the

most efficient civil war ever- stopped before

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