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

We'll wake them

we do?" the

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

by day, we'll shift public

looked around the

Sir," they answered in

we play this right, we could be the number one state-and maybe,

between us. No one else can

"Yes, Governor."

the window, staring at the night sky.

walked into the kitchen and found Josephine already serving breakfast,

interesting?" Alex pulled out a chair. "You look locked

you need to see this." She turned

voice

Diaz, was arrested last night after ordering continued weapon

spread false information about the king to incite rebellion. He now

The broadcast continued coldly:

the country. All property and assets will be seized by

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 returning control to its own people. This measure is

frowned at

Jo?" Alex

fet

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

gets executed, now

handed her a plate of scrambled eggs. "Between the Colombian governor's family and Benito Diaz's people,

said, stabbing her fork

last thousand years, our civil wars and state wars

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

He sighed.

peace. But some governors don't. Without war, they can't profit from the weapons

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

Josephine's eyes widened. "Really?"

stop? You think people just...

Three states keep fanning the flames because they're the

coming before he

put eyes and ears so close on them he could hear them

Josephine froze. "You mean...?"

jump. Then cleaned them out

the

be the most

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