Albert calmly finished his last cigarette. The red ember at the tip slowly faded before eventually extinguishing in the wind blowing from the direction of the border.From the top of the tall building where he stood, the expanse of the border region was clearly visible. Thousands of military vehicles were lined up neatly.Something that only needed a single command to begin and would inevitably happen, then millions of lives would be dragged into a vortex of death.Albert exhaled slowly, his sharp eyes gazing far into the horizon. There was not a trace of anxiety on his face. As if the war that made world leaders tremble was merely a trivial matter to him.After making sure his cigarette was completely finished, he flicked the butt into the air. The butt spun several times before falling down.Albert then turned around and walked casually towards the Defense Minister who was lying not far from him.His condition looked very pitiful, both arms broken at unnatural angles. Cold sweat dre

The joint generals from various countries on the Middle Eastern continent still couldn’t process what had just happened before their eyes.The explosion that shook the area outside the building moments ago still echoed in each of their minds. The Minister of Defense of Andalas met a tragic end in just seconds.No one dared to speak; the spacious meeting room fell into a tense silence.Everyone held their phones with trembling hands. The recordings they had just taken felt like proof that nightmares could truly become reality.Even General Moris, who had previously stepped forward to intimidate Albert, could now only sit slumped on the floor. His face was pale, cold sweat soaking his temples.Meanwhile, the figure at the center of their fear looked completely relaxed.Albert sat back down in his chair. With a calm motion, he lifted the cigarette in his hand and took a slow drag. A thin wisp of smoke escaped his lips, drifting into the air before disappearing.His expression was blank,

After enjoying the meal and a cup of hot coffee served by the café owner, Albert finally rose from his chair.Before leaving, he took a black bank card from his pocket and placed it on the table.The middle-aged café owner, seeing this, looked confused."Mr. Albert, this...?"Albert pushed the card toward him. "Take it. There's one million dollars in it."The café owner was silent for a moment before processing what he had just heard, and his eyes widened instantly."One million dollars?" his voice trembled.His hand even shook as he held the card."M-Mr. Albert, this is too much. Your order and your group's didn't even reach fifty thousand dollars. I can't accept this much money." The man quickly tried to return the card.But Albert only smiled faintly. "That's not payment for the food.""Then...""Consider it a blessing for you and your wife." Albert stood up from his chair.The café owner's face changed instantly. "Sir...""Use that money to treat her. Use the rest to improve your

After taking a moment to calm himself, Yizar finally let out a long sigh. The tension that filled the room slowly eased, although the air still felt heavy from the invisible pressure left by the young man before him.With a subtle gesture, Yizar signaled to his assistant.The assistant immediately stepped forward, carrying a black folder. Inside were various important documents related to the diplomatic relations of several countries in the Middle East region.The folder was then handed to Albert with great respect."Mr. Yanaga," Yizar said politely, "yesterday, several envoys from Middle Eastern countries came bearing new cooperation proposals. All the files are inside this folder."He paused for a moment before continuing. "Actually, they asked for a decision as soon as possible. However, I did not dare to approve it without your prior consent. That is why I invited you to attend this meeting."Albert received the folder withou

The hall that was previously filled with music and laughter of the nobles now turned into a deadly silence.All eyes were fixed on one figure.Albert Yanaga.His hand was gripping the neck of an old man who was none other than the personal bodyguard of the Moris family, one of the influential noble families in the State of Andalas.The gazes of the people were filled with shock.No one expected anyone would dare to touch a member of the Moris family in the middle of such a grand party, let alone kill him openly.However, Albert did not care at all. His eyes were cold as eternal ice, as if the human life before him was no more than an annoying insect."Just so you know...," Albert said softly but clearly audible throughout the room, "... I am truly sick of people like you."The old man tried to release the grip choking his neck, his face reddened, veins bulging at his temples."Y-you...""You al