Lena Estella leaned into Hector Vergard’s embrace, and the two shared a passionate kiss. “Everything is going according to plan! Soon, not just us, but all of the C.U.H. and the people they represent will soon prosper!” Hector grunted triumphantly.

Lena moved from his face to his torso, kissing his chest and abdomen repeatedly. “Yes.” She spoke between kisses. “Sewing discord between the two nations in order to make the Metronian nobility think of the C.U.H. as better by comparison was a brilliant plan.”

“Hah! All it took was manipulating Viina’s thought process by weeks of subtle hints, and then putting it in motion by showing her a trigger item before they had dinner.” Hector groaned as Lena’s hands started working on his package.

“Now the Paladin is at odds with the Primal Families, and he will fight even harder to eliminate their forces first on the battlefield. If rumors are to be believed, he is a vengeful man. Then, when he’s thoroughly exhausted himself from fighting the Kingdom’s elite forces, I will personally go down there and eliminate him myself!”

He grabbed Lena’s hair, which she responded to by acquiescing control of her head to him, and let him shove her face next to his member. “Now we just need to-”

Hector frowned as a blue silhouette winked into existence in front of him, just slightly above where Lena had begun servicing him with her mouth.

“What is it, Acirus? Surely you don’t have any political advice for your Chosen while he’s receiving head?” The lithe, blue being sighed, and shook his head at Hector’s words.

“I keep telling you not to mention me by name. We don’t know who could be watching, and unlike me, a regular recording device picks up your voice just fine.”

Hector shrugged, and a smile came across his face as Lena turned around, and started rubbing herself on him. “You worry too much. That’s probably why your life ended the way it did. Too much caution, not enough action.”

The presumed A.I. was deathly still, and gave Hector a mild grimace. However, not even the sour mood of Acirus could get rid of Hector’s passion.

He sat back and enjoyed the show that Lena gave him, and rolled his eyes when he noticed that Acirus hadn’t yet dissipated into smoke like he usually would.

He grabbed Lena’s hips and pulled her down, relishing in her warmth and wetness. “You can stare all day for all I care. I just need you to fulfil my ambitions. You’re a tool for my sole use. Nothing more, nothing less.”

A bemused smile raced across Acirus’ mouth, and he asked, “Was that last part directed at me, or your partner?”

Hector frowned, and let out some of his annoyance by playfully slapping Lena on the ass. She moaned, but even that noise couldn’t get rid of Hector’s rising anger.

He thrust violently, lifting her up off of the bed, and pistoning into her from below. She moaned louder as she reached climax by herself. “Fuck!” Hector shouted, tossing Lena’s body onto the bed.

“Starlords damn you to hell, Acirus! You can never give me a fucking break!” Acirus merely replied with a stern look of his own, and put his face close to Hector’s.

“Don’t forget where your power comes from, you little worm. I have a lot of magnanimity, but even my patience has its limits.”

An overwhelming headache overcame Hector, causing him to write around on the ground, and he looked up at Acirus with defiant eyes.

“That is the look that suits you the best.” Acirus continued. “I put up with you practically brainwashing your sexual partners, but an insult to me will not be tolerated. Am I understood?”

Hector tried to stand up, but the pain returned two-fold, and he crumpled back down to the floor while Lera looked around aimlessly, focusing on anything and everything but the two other figures in the room.

“Am I understood?” Acirus repeated, and increased the pressure on Hector’s skull, causing him to groan in pain.

“Yes, yes, you are!” The pressure let up, and Hector stumbled to his feet. Acirus looked over him with a look of disapproval before vanishing into thin air, and Lena fell to the bed like a puppet with her strings cut.

“Fuck.” Hector said, tucking her body into the bed. He needed to stop indulging in his desires while talking to Acirus. He was a dangerous individual, and riding a momentary high opened him up to losing control of his emotions.

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He pressed a button on his Judgment overlay, and began a phone call with someone. “Yeah, it’s me. Don’t forget to move the cash through the appropriate channels. We’ll need to pay off the Metronian Royalty if we want this to work well.”

Lilian smiled as he put away the headphones he was using to listen to the recording on his Judgment panel. Three had done a wonderful job of concealing their presence during the whole ordeal.

They were in the room, and thanks to their optimization in stealth, neither man, woman, nor A.I. noticed that they were there.

Thus, Hector and Lena were unaware even when they left the cheap hotel room, leaving Three to take down her concealment in the now empty vicinity.

“Mission successful, I’d say.” Three said, not bothering to conceal her form any longer. Her form-fitting robes swayed too and fro, as an invisible and intangible wind swept at them. It was a byproduct of her new fancy for old western films.

“Yeah. Let’s get back to base and show this to Joshua.” Lilian grinned and saved the file to his Judgment Panel. “I’m sure he’d love to hear this.”

Lilian began to walk out the door when Three absentmindedly called out, “Are we going to pretend that didn’t just happen then?”

When Lilian tilted his head at her with a look of confusion, the A.I. sighed. “I’m talking about when you pulled out your gun.”

“Oh, that!” Lilian said, and a look of disinterest crossed his features before returning to a neutral state. “Nothing happened though.”

“Yeah, nothing happened.” Three rolled her eyes. “Nothing happened because I disbaled the gun when you pulled the trigger. Do you have any idea how much shit we’d have been in if we assassinated that man in his home country?”

“So?” Lilian said, a pout beginning to form on his effeminate features. “They tried to kill Joshua in their territory as well. Wouldn’t it be just if we responded with an attempt of our own?”

“No you idiot.” Three stated, matter of factly. “They got away with it because it was in their territory. We’d be crucified if we did the same thing.”

“Couldn’t we have just blamed their deaths on the Primal Families, though?” Lilian sighed and shook his head. “The Primals and the C.U.H. don’t like each other anyway. It would only further that narrative, instead of sending a ton of heat our way.”

Three only stared at Lilian for an uncomfortable amount of time, before disappearing into the former’s Judgment Panel. “Starlords above, when did you start using your brain? How I miss the days when you relied on me for everything.”

Lilian scoffed, but grinned despite himself. “Yeah, and how exactly did that end up again? With a dead body and under contract to an abusive boss?”

Three didn’t dignify that with a proper response. Instead, she opted to send a powerful shock straight into Lilian’s panel.

“Ow! You bitch!”

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“Well, that’s interesting.” I had just finished watching the footage in its entirety, and rewound to the image of the Judgment under Hector’s control.

It had been three days since the attack that Viina… or, I guess Hector, had facilitated on me, damaging me internally.

Thankfully for me, I survived until my nanites reactivated and could heal me properly, but I was still extremely bitter about the entire thing.

I smirked, and mentally commanded X, as well as Un and Three to appear before us. Only Winter, Lucina, Lilian, and I were in the meeting room, as this concerned the existence of the Judgments.

“Well, Lilian. If this gig every goes south, i’m pretty sure you’d make a killing at filming pornography.” He sighed, and rolled his eyes.

“Yes, sir, that’s fantastic. What do you plan to do about him, though?” My smile disappeared upon remembering Hector, and I took a deep breath.

Calm… be calm. I exhaled, and said, “He’ll get what’s coming to him at the end of the week. I’m sure of that.”

Winter nodded, and pointed to the Judgments gathered around me. “So, what did you need them for, Master?”

I looked back at the three of them, each a program with their own personality and specialized set of skills. “I’ve been too careless recently. The whole thing with Viina just opened my eyes to that. I’ll need them all to practice before the fight.”

“I’m sorry, you’ll need all of them?” Lucina said incredulously. “I thought you were going to delegate them to Winter and Hector to use during the War Game?”

I shook my head, and snapped my fingers, to which X held out her hands, palms up. Both Un and Three shrank into orbs of light, green and black respectively, and came to a rest in her hands.

Her form shone, and soon she wore a new suit of armor, with a platinum breastplate. On her left side, a green shoulder guard, gauntlet, and a greave shone in the room’s light. Her right sported a black version of the same armor. I looked down at the map we had spread on the table, and sighed.

“I’ll be taking all three of them. If you didn’t remember, the stakes for if I specifically am taken down are much worse for anyone else. I admit, taking on two Judgment users unnerves me.”

The room was wholly silent, and I looked up to see Winter and Lilian with shocked expressions on, and Lucina bearing a radiant smile. “What?”

“It’s, well…” Lilian started, and started pacing back and forth as though locked in an internal debate about whether to tell me something or not.

“To be honest, Master,” Winter offered, “We’ve never heard you state your discomforts before, so it’s a bit shocking to hear them come out all of a sudden.”

I considered this for a second. It was true, I supposed. After all, any concerns I did have I shared with X. She was all I had ever needed since I arrived in Ethia.

“And I love you all the more for it.” X said, caressing my face. An act which was extremely embarrassing when I remembered that everyone present could see her.

I coughed, and stepped through her incorporeal form to face the three once again. “So, who here has an idea to destroy the Primal Kingdom?”