After Philip finished presenting his 10 star rated plan to the Duke, he fell into deep thoughts. Everything his son said was true & they really were walking down a path towards destruction. If nothing was done soon enough, then everything would crumble.
"How did you come up with this plan, Max?" asked Anslem in his same indifferent tone.
"Just had to use my brain & everything worked. Anyone can do this if they think hard enough." replied Philip, shrugging his shoulders. It was not that impossible to come up with, but the biggest thing was how to execute it.
"Really, but I think I gave you another job to do & you should have focused on that?"
"Tell me, Sir, which task values the most. The princess or this duchy. If this duchy will not survive, then what's the point of marrying the princess? If something is not done soon, then we are all going to be hanged on the streets."
Philip had seen many wars, big & small. He knew what an angry mob can do, which comprised over 95% of total population. They all feared the army, but if wanted, they could even fight with them. A bloody where no one was going to win.
"I hate to say it, but you are right. You are absolutely right. But I can't quite understand how my useless son can come up these ideas which my advisors weren't able to." Asked the duke, leaning back on his seat. This plan was god & if executed properly, it could solve the crisis, but how his son, who wasted his time by drinking & gambling, was able to do it.
"Maybe it's time for you to change advisors." said Philip getting up from his seat. "Now that I have proposed the plan, it's time for you guys to act & we are all out of this in no time."
"Yeah, only in your dreams, son. Only in your dreams."
"What?"
"Do you think it's easy to convince the nobles or soldiers to do all this like it's some child's play? They won't understand until it's too late."
"Can't you force them, like do this, or I will kill you?" asked Max with an awkward smile.
"No, it doesn't work like that. I can't. They will rebel against us & then boom, civil war will be within days. Everything has to be thought out before." replied the Duke with an irritated expression.
It was not as easy as everyone thought it to be. There were thousands of variable to account for & even one was missed then chaos would be unleased within moments.
"Then how are we going to do it?"
"I will hold a meeting with the advisors in 3 days & there we will complete everything."
"Fine, then."
With that Philip left the room, leaving the duke who was massaging his forehead as to how he was going to act upon the plan.
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Philip was now sitting on his bed & the blue translucent screen was before him once again. There was a notification that he had achieved something.
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Notification - 100 points have been added to your point balance.
Total balance - 797 points
You can use this balance toby various things from our store. Click Here.
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As Lyson had told him, he could use these points to do things, but he did not know what he could do with it.
So he clicked on the hyperlink, which took him to another screen where various items were visible but mostly were locked because of some leveling issue. And what was that level? Nobody knew, except Lyson, the moron.
Philip didn't want to fry his brain, so he didn't call the system, which would only waste more of his time than any good.
But the something else happened.
"Hello..." shoted Lyson.
"For God's sake..."
"You wanted to buy something from our store dear customer, then feel free to. We are here to give you the best experience possible & you can..."
"What the hell is this level thing?" asked Philip as he was not interested in wasting his time on utter nonsense.
"Oh, you wanna know what are levels, then I shall help you. But first please buy something. We are on a 50% discount sale. Offer only available till stocks run out. Hurry."
"Why are you so annoying, Lyson?"
"OK Fine. You wanna know what level is then buy this first?"
A box appeared on the screen.
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P08 - 30 points. < Buy> /\
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"What's a P08?" asked Philip in a confused tone.
"Just but it & I will explain."
There was no point in thinking so he pressed the buy button & soon another box telling thanks for purchasing appeared & soon, information regarding what P08 was filled Philp's brain as he could recall every single piece of information about it.
"What the? Why do I know everything about this Luger P08?"
"Cause you bought it?"
"Then where is it? Is it going to be delivered?"
"Yeah, it will be delivered tomorrow by FedEx or USPS."
"Really."
"You really are a moron, huh? You bought it means you now know everything about this gun." yelled Lyson.
"Yes, but why?" asked Philip.
"What why? How do you think you are going to win a war, dumbass?"
"Why do I need to win a war? I just have to solve this civil war & then I can live my life as a duke's son. Simple."
Philip would not risk his life going to war or kill someone for no apparent reason. He had killed enough & now was the time to just rest.
"Then how do you think you are going to become the emperor?"
"I am not becoming emperor or anything else. As long as everything is fine, there is no need for me to do anything. I want to live a quiet life, that's all."
"How nice of you, Captain Philip, how nice of you think like that. Did you forget why are you are here in the first place?"
"I know Lyson, I know why I am here, but I think I never said I will become the emperor"
"Oh, you will."