The Conspiracy of the Elites

A month later, in the Gen. Clark Pendragon Mansion.

At the big balcony attached to the mansion, Clark stood, looking out into the distance as a lot of things went through his mind. The past one month has been the best in his life, and he was grateful for it.

Despite it being the best in his life, as a 4th rank high-grade soldier now, his intuition told him that something was happening.

As a high-grade soldier and mercenary, things happened everyday around him but he knew that this was not the normal happenings, his intuition told him that this was far higher than anything that he has encountered before.

And after making connections from the recent happenings, from his famous marriage ceremony, to the big 5 jointly broadcasting it, a lot of other things and now the Spartan President personally calling for him, he confirmed his guess.

Something big was happening, it was just that no one deemed it right to inform him about it yet. As a man of connection, he already tried asking but none of his connections gave him a definite reply, leaving him feeling like going crazy.

When he asked King, the freak simply complained of being busy before cutting the call. He asked Captain Briggs, even his master, but everyone used different excuses to evade his question.

For his master, the phrase he used was. “Kid, you just got married, enjoy your honeymoon to the best of your ability before asking questions”.

Left with no choice, he could only consent and forget about it. in the end, his master was right, he had to enjoy his honeymoon.

And now after over a month of enjoying an alone time with his wife, President Leonidas called for him. Even if he was dumber than a goat, he still guessed that this was related to what was making him uneasy since.

“Honey, won’t you start getting ready”. A voice suddenly called out from inside the mansion. “You don’t want to go there late; this is your President we’re talking about”.

With a smiling sigh, Clark turned around and left the balcony. Entering the living room, he didn’t see his wife but her voice revealed her current location.

“Honey, are you there? Sonia could not help but ask again on getting no reply from her husband.

“Yeah, I heard you”.

“Hmph, you still feel awkward calling me honey, right? I should have never agreed to your proposal until you started calling me that”.

“Cough!” Hearing that, Clark coughed while smiling as he quickly navigated to the kitchen where Sonia was cooking with the help of chef robots.

He smiled wider on seeing her figure as he went closer and hugged her from behind. “Honeyyyyyy, you satisfied now?”

“Humph!”

“Ok, honey, sweetie, sugar, potato…”

“Stop!” Sonia stepped on Clark’s leg in feigned anger as they both giggled and walked out of the kitchen back into the sitting room. There, they played with each other, laughed, and kissed until they were tired.

In the end, Clark kissed her tummy before standing up with a smile. “Little Champ, Daddy will come back soon with lots of food and snacks”.

“What of mommy?” Sonia protested.

“You’re the one who’ll eat them in the first place…” Seeing her cutely changing expression, Clark coughed and changed his words. “Ok, for mommy too, I’ll buy lots of sweets, ice-creams, and make-up for her”.

That prompted Sonia to laugh. “Ok, honey, time is far spent, you have to get ready to go now”.

“Ok, bye”. With a smile, Clark entered the bathroom where his body was thoroughly watched clean by the cleaning robots there. With a little final touch from him, he became sparkling like diamond.

Going to his room, a robot was already in place to attend to his dressing need. He quickly got dressed in a limited-edition suit before going out after bidding farewell to his wife and still developing kid.

As he left, he could not help but think. “Should I just give birth to 2, but I always dreamed of having a football team of my own”. He placed his hand to his chin in contemplation. “A football team it is then”.

Unlike his previous garage, the cars in this garage were all limited-edition and were absolute monsters of technology.

He casually entered one and changed its outwards appearance to black. Switching on the ignition, he drove through the runway in the mansion for a few seconds before the car took off into the skies.

After so many years developing as a soldier, he finally fulfilled one of his all-time dreams, getting and driving a flying car.

…

10 minutes later, he got to the Presidential Villa.

“Welcome, General Clark”. A soldier greeted him with a smile.

Clark responded with an even wider smile. “Work hard”. He patted the soldier on the shoulders before walking inside the villa gallantly.

About 2 minutes later, he was seated with the Spartan President. He saluted before greeting respectfully. “Good morning, Mr. President”.

“Good morning, Clark, you’re looking fresh, vibrant and energetic, your wife must have been doing some good work in freshening you up. It seems you struck luck there, kid”.

“Haha”. Clark smiled wryly, trying to brush this conversation away.

Unlike was normally expected of the powerful Spartan President, he didn’t go directly to the point today as he beat around the bush, giving hints while engaging in small talks to elongate the time.

After 15 minutes of beating around the bush, he finally reverted to the normal him and unveiled all the information that he was ordered to reveal to the Spartan General.

Explaining everything to him took about 10 minutes, but Clark needed another 5 minutes to digest everything properly.

In the end, he simply chuckled and laughed. “Well, I guess I already suspected it. The more I knew about my special ability, the more I found out that the world was probably far more different than I thought”.

Getting to this place, President Leonidas’s face became serious again. “So, soldier, what is your decision?”

“Yes”. Clark answered without hesitation. “I’ll go. Since I became a soldier, I’ve always thought of how to change the system of this world, now that I have an opportunity like this, why would I refuse?”

“Though it is far different than the scenario that I imagined, it’s still acceptable. Nothing in this world forever goes exactly as planned anyway”.

“Mr. President”. Clark’s voice lowered. “All I ask is that my family is kept safe in my absence, I want a promise from you directly”.

The Spartan President took a deep breath and answered, having heaved a huge sigh of relief inwardly. “I promise”.

…

The next day, Clark, Arthur, President Leonidas, and the other Elite potentiates were gathered together in their various regions in preparation to go to their special training base.

After they were all gathered, a buzzing sound reverberated then an enormous airborne machine that looked like a warship appeared, having left its stealth state.

This was not a warship, this was a spaceship that could freely transverse space, one of the first ever to be created by humanity, precisely by the Aragan Empire. Its name was the Spacefarer.

Seeing this enormous spaceship, Clark was petrified in astonishment, showing him how much humanity has evolved technologically.

After receiving orders, the group of potentiates took a deep breath before entering the spaceship orderly.

After everyone entered, it departed.