Dragon Monarch System Chapter 982 982:- Seven Division Expansion Plan

A handful of days flew by after Aditya and Rin finally consummated their relationship. The moment lingered vividly in their memories for both.

During their intimate encounters, Rin's demeanor transformed completely. She turned daring and assertive.

Yet this only heightened the thrill of it all.

Daily, the Female Divine Dragon would slip into his workspace amid the bustle, devoting no less than an hour to passionate embraces with her intended spouse.

Aditya's daily schedule remained unchanged. Lately, he devoted the bulk of his efforts to delving into Runes.

His advancement came swiftly too.

Continuing at this pace, he figured a month would suffice to reach the rank of 5-star runemaster.

Knock! Knock!!!

"Enter!" Aditya swiftly teleported Rin away from the office. Luckily, prior to Spencer's arrival, he'd deployed an air-purifying Artifact, ensuring no scents lingered. Even Lilith or Sasha couldn't detect a thing.

From past encounters, he knew Succubus Empresses could pick up the aroma of intimacy persisting beyond a full day.

Spencer entered, his expression shouting exhaustion, as if the man desperately craved rest.

"Spencer, you resemble a walking corpse."

"And whose fault is that?" Sleep deprivation had sharpened his temper, turning minor irritants into triggers.

"Hahahaha!!!"

"Hand the remainder over to me and head home. Rest with your wife."

"In that case, I won't hesitate to accept." Six days had elapsed without a wink of sleep for him.

To Aditya and the wider world, merging the Radiant Empire's lands into the Istarin Empire appeared seamless and effortless, yet backstage, the reality proved far more grueling.

Countless tasks demanded attention. Take, for instance, nine nobles from the fresh territories who relinquished their holdings, statuses, and influence to relocate to the Radiant Empire's capital. Likely, the Emperor would grant them some form of reward or position.

Nevertheless, those nine vacancies required swift replacements. Compounding the issue, the departing nobles and their kin stripped the lands bare, hauling off funds, supplies, and precious goods. The Istarin Empire held no grounds to pursue them, as it all belonged rightfully, and revenue halved to Emperor Rowan anyway. Thus, Istarin resources needed redirection to these areas, allowing incoming nobles to administer without hindrance.

Consider also the Istarin Empire absorbing nearly 200,000 soldiers from the Radiant Empire—outside the treaty terms. Emperor Rowan simply lacked means to sustain 400,000 forces post-territory loss.

Of those 200,000, roughly 170,000 opted into Istarin service, a solid outcome. Rebels among the remainder fell to the Dragon Monarch's commanders, while others turned rogue cultivators or hired blades.

These 170,000 now faced a rigorous six-week regimen to align with Istarin's elite standards, mandatory for all ranks alike. Regrettably, the Empire's prime training site in Azure City couldn't accommodate such numbers, necessitating hasty construction of provisional camps in the new domains.

For every site, Spencer meticulously budgeted allocations. He ensured no vulnerabilities for infiltrators too. Personally inspecting select temporary venues, he verified security and operations ran flawlessly.

Spencer deposited the pile on Aditya's desk.

"Ah, I could wrap this up in an hour or so....!!" Yet Spencer continued, pulling forth yet another thick bundle from his storage ring.

Then one more!

Then another!

Then yet another!

"Enough, halt.....!!" Panic gripped Aditya. Tackling this mountain would demand over twelve hours.

But then one final stack!!!

"These demand immediate review, tweaks, and sign-off."

Gulp!!!

With Spencer present, Aditya had almost overlooked paperwork's burden.

'Curses! Why did I volunteer assistance?'

'I meant well, yet he shows no restraint toward his Emperor.'

"Fine! Get home and recharge." Spencer nodded before dashing out. To Aditya, the Prime Minister seemed terrified the Emperor might retract the offer and return the heaps.

In truth, Spencer felt utterly spent. He yearned only to reach home and collapse into slumber.

'Man! This'll consume at least a full day for him.' Here, Aditya recalled harsher times before his Prime Minister, when Watson managed adequately but lacked Spencer's precision.

'Hold on, Watson!!!' The name sparked a grin across his features.

"Lately, Alfred's been idle."

"Time to deploy both veterans effectively."

At that instant, Alfred and Watson labored in the kitchen over a novel treat. This confection hailed from the Celestial Dragon Empire's renown. Alfred shared the formula with Watson, recalling Aditya's childhood fondness.

Watson paused mid-slice on a carrot, glancing aside before muffling a loud sneeze with his left hand's back.

Achooo.....!!!

"Sir Watson, you appear under the weather."

Alfred followed suit with a sneeze.

"Sir Alfred, the same could apply to you."

They locked gazes. Faint tension crackled between them. Despite shared moments, harmony evaded their bond. Professional decorum as Butlers merely masked deeper rivalry with courtesy.

"Sir Watson! Sir Alfred! His Majesty summons you both to his office immediately."

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Confronted by towering stacks of documents barricading them from Aditya, Watson instantly grasped the summons' purpose. Nerves jittered through him, sweat beading on his brow.

"Watson, recall your role as the Istarin Empire's unofficial Prime Minister?" The words sent a shiver through him.

"Yet Your Majesty, Spencer's official appointment relieved me of that duty." He prayed the reminder swayed things his way.

"True! But Spencer's absent now, and retirement hasn't claimed you."

"Thus, unofficial Prime Minister, seize a seat and commence aiding me."

"....." - Watson

Alfred glanced at Watson, then shook his head in pity for the fellow servant.

"Your Majesty, might I inquire as to my summons' reason?"

"Take a seat too!"

"...." Alfred!

His composed facade shattered in an instant.

"Your Majesty, with respect, I'm largely ignorant of Istarin affairs. How could I contribute?"

"Position yourself beside Watson."

"You'll serve as Watson's aide today."

"...." Alfred!

Meanwhile, Watson resembled a man glimpsing salvation in turmoil. He eyed Alfred, nearly chuckling at the elder's plight. Still, butler decorum held; professionalism and respect toward a peer remained paramount.

The two butlers settled adjacent.

As Aditya tackled the weightier, critical files, he delegated minor ones to Watson. Their prior collaboration ensured seamless flow.

Alfred adapted swiftly, proving his value. Centuries of expertise shone through. Aditya and Watson marveled at the veteran's prowess.

One file snagged Watson's attention.

[Expansion of the Seven Division.]

"Your Majesty, what's your intent here?" The sheet before him lay mostly vacant.

Just the heading and scant preliminary notes filled it, the bulk of pages awaiting content. This sufficed for Watson to discern the context.

Not the polished draft.

Merely the skeleton.

It signaled impending deep talks between Aditya and Spencer, or a preliminary chat already held, with Spencer crafting the full version—delayed by Radiant Empire matters.

Spencer shunned incomplete submissions for endorsement. His method stayed steadfast: deliberate first, strategize next, authorize last. This skeletal form bridged deliberation and action.

Spencer would soon flesh out the comprehensive plan. He'd detail goals, anticipated gains, needed assets, personnel distribution, and estimated duration. All vital elements would appear meticulously, barring ambiguities or loose ends.

Upon completion, Spencer would submit the polished version to Aditya.

Progression awaited Aditya's nod alone.

Nothing advanced beforehand.

Such rigor underpinned the Istarin Empire's streamlined operations. Major moves underwent thorough vetting. Each step traversed defined command lines. Spencer managed groundwork and evaluation, Aditya delivered ultimate verdicts.

"I've been considering a whole quarter in Azure City, tailored for the Seven Divisions and their personnel."

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"I've been considering a whole quarter in Azure City, tailored for the Seven Divisions and their personnel." - inspired by anime Bleach.