Infinite Mana In The Apocalypse novel Chapter 98

Chapter 98 - A line of communication

Calm had returned to Aeneas’s face as he sat down on a luxurious couch and took out the medal that had been blinking all this time. He had a sufficient period to think and prepare before having this very dangerous conversation.

Mana flowed into the medal and it shone briefly, a strong voice coming out not too long after.

"What happened?"

Hearing this voice, Aeneas’s eyes turned into thin slits as the next words rolled out of him calmly.

"I underestimated someone I thought I had full information of. None of the plans we previously discussed have been disrupted."

"...Your underestimation was the cause of the death of an EPIC ranked powerhouse?"

Slight anger could be felt in the voice, causing a similar reaction to the listening Aeneas.

"Is it my fault that you sent me such a weak powerhouse? You boasted that as long as she wasn’t besieged by multiple EPIC individuals, she would be a pillar I could rely on."

"Tsk. She was a powerful mercenary, and even used a treasure I provided her before she died. She should have been at her most powerful when she fell, so I need to know which enemy you made that has so many individuals who likely besieged her to take her life."

At these words, Aeneas stalled as a dangerous light shone in his eyes.

"The enemy is not one you have to worry about. You just have to keep your side of the bargain. I do not want any deaths for the common people in this kingdom, and my father...as well as my siblings will be left untouched."

Yes. He had struck a deal with the devil for the preservation of his home. Months back, he had received a memory stone that showed terrifying things. Multiple Demon Legions under the commands of powerful Demon Kings that had powerful and unknown magic.

The Mythical Beast Kingdoms were the ones receiving the brunt of the attention of these Demon Kings as they held many powerhouses. But what about the small kingdom in the north? The safe haven that housed humans without persecution only had a single LEGENDARY individual in the lead.

How could they stand against a force that took down the strongest Draconic Kingdom in the span of a few months? Under such immense strength, would it not be better to swallow their pride and just wipe their chins?

His father knew they would fall as time passed, yet he did nothing. He fought a losing war, with soldiers continuing to die as time passed. He was a staunch man who considered honor and honesty, and they would all die because of it.

Honor. Would such a thing give them the sudden strength to withstand a rampaging Demon King or the many horrors that will come before it? This was why he both hated and loved his father. He was a powerful man that created a beautiful place for all people to live in, but he was a ’good man’.

Good men never win. It is not good men that conquer kingdoms and build legacies. It is merciless people that wage war and kill millions before they etch their name for the dynasties to come. With them in the rule, history is theirs to write.

The genocides they caused to obtain the lands and their resources? Erased and forgotten.

The natives they conquered to enslave them to work under them for hundreds of years? Just backward people who needed to be led to the prospering direction. This was how history always went. History was written by the victors, and it did not matter how cruel they were as long as they obtained victory and made the world what they wanted.

That was why he shook hands with the devil. To preserve the lives of his family and the many people that would face death at the hands of these demons. He would not be one of the droves of good men that valiantly die upholding some stupid beliefs.

He would not watch as the kingdom his father has created these past decades goes up in flames. Even if a few people had to die to achieve his goals, history won’t remember that. During all this, if he can also get his hands on someone he’s wanted all this time...well that was a thought for later.