Buckingham Palace, Same month:

  After leaving the Rogers' mansion, Alex sat on his throne, terrified at the realization that all his achievements could be undone with ease if he ever displeased the creator.

  Meanwhile, all the lords of hell were also scared when they realized that if the heavens wanted to fight a war with hell, the demons would lose, and everyone started to think of something to prevent such an event from happening.

  Unfortunately for them, they would be interrupted when an MI6 agent reported that he found the place where the Crimson killers and their supporters in Britain assembled, and that made Alex happy as he left his seat and ordered the police to surround their location and wait.

  The demons smiled, but their happiness ended when Rebecca teleported to the palace and told Alex that she had found out about the existence of another rebel group called the Chosen Champion's Unit:" The leader of that group is someone calling himself Jensen Hwang from China, but give your orders, and I shall remove him from existence."

  'Dammit Michael, can you not interfere in my plans' thought Alex as he ordered Rebecca not to attack the Chosen Champions or do anything against them.

  Just as Alex was about to attack the Crimson Killers' assembly point, Ismelda called him: "Don't go, it's a trap, but if you go, Rebecca will die as she is under a spell that has similar power to yours."

  Alex told her that he was determined to save her, and just as he was about to leave, a mysterious man appeared:" I am Gabriel one of the Archangels, and I came here to request your help in eliminating Rogue elements within the Crimson Killers as our partner Jensen Hwang is losing control over his organization."

  Alex's ministers sat in a state of confusion, struggling to grasp the nuances of the heated discussion unfolding before them. Despite their bewilderment, a palpable sense of fear gripped them; they quietly departed, worried about inciting the anger of their powerful lords if they lingered any longer. Meanwhile, the Archangel, with a solemn expression, delivered urgent news to the King of Hell: Jensen Hwang had been violently overthrown and narrowly escaped death, leaving his followers in a desperate situation, forced to retreat into the shadows to evade capture.

  Alex didn't know if he should laugh or mock the leading Archangel for his incompetence, but he remained calm, telling the Archangel that they needed to stop interfering in his plans he rejected the request and then returned to the heavenly realm leaving the king of hell in his throne thinking about the next course of action he could take.

  The next day, he told his demon staff that they needed to write a decree to integrate power users into the Armed Forces as a specialized division that would be deployed to support ground forces in their operations.

  Nightingale Forest Dungeon, Scotland, from January to February 2027:

  After overthrowing the leadership of Jensen Hwang and the chosen champions' group, the Crimson killers and their new masked leader kidnapped twenty power users, including Rebecca, forcing them to survive against hundreds of Purgatory monsters, all while enjoying their struggle as he watched how some of his victims died helplessly.

  Suddenly, everyone near the masked leader turned toward their leader like they had fallen into some mind-control spell. This made the leader of the Crimson Killers panic as he struggled to find the source of the mind control, only to find Alex waiting for him while reading a book.

  "This can't be... How? How did you even find us?" Said the masked leader as he tried to prepare for battle, but his followers blocked him, and one of them stabbed their leader in the back.

  "Before you die, I will tell you how you lost the war. You messed with nasty people that are more powerful than your pitiful existence," Said Alex as he destroyed the souls of everyone around while making sure that the demons brought the remaining victims to their homes and Rebecca to his side.

  Rebecca was so happy that her boss and friend came to her rescue and hugged him. Suddenly Alex's phone rang, and when he answered it, he got very bad news.

  "My lord and commander, a global rebellion began in West Africa where the rebels overthrew local governments of West African countries, Half of South America, and the Fertile Crescent region in the Middle East, and the population in the region." Said the general as he was waiting for orders from the Chief of Staff of the Federation's armed forces.

  While sitting in the Crimson Killers' assembly point, Alex thought of a perfect strategy until he said coldly," Destroy everything, ignore collateral damage, and finish everything as quickly as possible."

  At this point, Rebecca was no longer surprised and didn't complain as she was tired after spending three days without sleep fighting for her life. Deciding to figure out why the rebellion suddenly broke out despite the end of the Crimson Killers, Alex and Rebecca went to the infernal realm.

  The infernal Realm, Unknown time:

  After entering the infernal palace, Alex demanded that the demons bring the soul of the deceased masked leader as quickly as possible.

  The demon servants obeyed and brought the soul in front of their master.

  " Welcome to hell, now did you trigger this rebellion?"

  The tortured soul no longer felt scared and spoke:" With my death, all resistance groups decided to run wild, and I believe I appointed someone calling himself an apostle of heaven as my successor."

  Alex threw his head back and let out a chilling, maniacal laugh as the grim reality dawned on him: he had been cunningly manipulated by both the creator and the rulers of heaven. The air around him felt heavy with tension as he turned his gaze toward the tortured soul before him, whose eyes were filled with despair. "It appears you were deceived as well," he said, his voice dripping with sarcasm and bitterness. "Your attempt to overthrow the Chosen Champions only gave them the perfect justification to pursue a far more aggressive strategy."

  He immediately ordered the demon to take the soul back to its prison and then left with Rebecca for Buckingham Palace.

  Buckingham Palace, From January to February 2027:

  After entering the throne room, Albert greeted his lord and reported that the Federation's armed forces managed to halt the advance of the rebels on the Southern American Front but asked why he ordered the massive use of Carpet Bombing tactics.

  " It is a message to the masters of the Crimson killers," Said Alex as he sat on the throne excited that the proxy wars restarted and escalated, and then he teleported to the command HQ.

  The frontlines in West Africa, Latin America, and the Middle East in the same month:

  South America:

  Right after Alex's order to destroy everything mercilessly, the Federation's armed forces began carpet-bombing rebel-controlled territory as too many strikes hit everything from military installations to civilian infrastructure killing too many people.

  The leadership of the Rebels was thrown into turmoil upon hearing the devastating news of a chemical attack that had struck the city of Buenos Aires. Shocked and outraged, they condemned the assault, convinced that it might ignite a global uprising against the oppressive World Federation. However, unbeknownst to them, Alex had already anticipated this reaction and swiftly imposed strict censorship on the media, stifling any coverage of the event and controlling the narrative, making the ongoing genocide in Latin America unheard of.

  Meanwhile, battles across Latin America grew way more brutal as the Federation realized that taking major cities away from rebel control was difficult so they decided to increase aerial bombardment in combination with massive incendiary attacks from the power users, tanks began to role in major cities such as Bogota, Brasilia and many other cities in Latin America bombing everything and killing both civilians and fighters.

  After weeks of grueling battles, the Rebel ranks started to falter as the Federation’s relentless army swept through their territories with alarming ease. By the end of January, the landscape had transformed dramatically; what was once a vibrant rebel-controlled land had become a haunting reminder of conflict. Cities lay in ruins, their structures reduced to crumbling rubble, while vast fields once teeming with life were now scorched and barren, filled with the lifeless bodies of those who had fought and fallen. The air was heavy with the scent of smoke and despair, a grim testament to the devastation wrought by war.

  West Africa Front:

  Deciding on a different tactic than the Latin American Front, the World Federation's Airforce targeted farmlands and bakeries, aiming to create an artificial famine before the ground invasion could begin.

  The airstrikes continued for days and weeks destroying coastal cities in West Africa, burning crops, and destroying farmlands and food markets.

  After weeks of continuous airstrikes, a famine appeared in West Africa as civilians began to beg for food after their farms got destroyed making the rebel administration unable to cope with the massive amount of hungry citizens to feed, and that led to riots and Pro World Federation sentiments across West Africa.

  Global Armed Forces command, London, From February to March 2027:

  After seeing the news of the Anti-Crimson Killers protests, Alex congratulated the generals for their success. He ordered them to drop food from the air to certain zones to avoid it from falling into the hands of the rebels.

  A general spoke to the Chief of Staff requesting permission to initiate the ground operation, and Alex finally gave the order to launch the ground invasion and eliminate the rebels in West Africa.

  Suddenly, before the ground operations could begin, the Air Force reported that they killed the entire leadership of the Crimson killers after discovering and destroying their HQ bunker in Lagos with Bunker Buster bombs while the ground armies reported the mass surrender of rebel fighters.

  In the command room, the air was filled with triumphant cheers as everyone celebrated yet another hard-won victory. Optimism ran high as they looked forward to the Middle Eastern front, hoping it would mirror the successes achieved in West Africa and Latin America. However, their hopes were soon dashed. Despite the extensive devastation unleashed, fierce resistance persisted among the local forces. The conflict, initially confined to the Fertile Crescent, began to spread like wildfire, engulfing the entire region in chaos and turmoil.

  Middle East, From March to June 2027:

  Destruction across the Middle East was everywhere as the Federation's Airforce kept carpet bombing rebel territories across the levant and Eastern Arabia and even bombing cities with ballistic missiles.

  The ground operations proved to be exceptionally arduous. With each hard-fought inch the Federation's army advanced, they faced devastating losses, both in terms of personnel and vital equipment. The relentless toll of battle forced the troops to dig in, fortifying their positions as they anxiously awaited reinforcements. Unfortunately, these hoped-for backups did not arrive unscathed; they were met with fierce ambushes that scattered their ranks and decimated their numbers. Ultimately, the commanders, recognizing the peril of their situation, were compelled to order a hasty retreat from the city of Damascus, leaving behind the echoes of a bitter struggle.

  On the next day, the Air Force began using Napalm bombs on unoccupied rebel cities in Syria, and then paratroopers from the power users' squads began landing on the cities of Damascus, Douma, and Amman surprising the rebels.

  Underground Bunker, somewhere in Amman:

  The Apostle who took Jensen Hwang's place was quaking with terror, his heart racing as the deafening sound of distant explosions echoed around him. Each boom sent a chill down his spine, a stark reminder that he was up against a ruthless maniac, something he had never expected. As the air filled with smoke and uncertainty, he felt the weight of impending danger pressing down on him, amplifying his anxiety with every passing moment.

  Andrea came to check on the new boss of the Chosen Champions Unit expecting that he prepared a plan, only to find him horrified due by the carnage that he was seeing, when she went outside, she nearly puked as she saw beheaded babies and corpses filled with poison gas.

  "Dammit, this monster resorted to total genocide." Spoke to Andrea while barely holding herself, she told the Apostle to return to the heavens as he couldn't handle this while ordering all the rebels to surrender and lay down their arms thinking that the Federation would spare them.

  Unfortunately for her, the soldiers of the World Federation were under the control of Alex, and the moment the Rebel fighters began laying down their weapons, they shot them all in the head, and some were blown up with a howitzer nearby.

  The apostle decided to flee to heaven making Jensen Hwang the official leader of the Chosen Champions.

  Buckingham Palace, London, April to June 2027:

  After announcing the total elimination of the rebels, everyone celebrated, and Alex was happy that there were no more rebels to fight.

  Suddenly bright light appeared and once the light was gone, Andrea appeared crying:" You monster, you killed two million people for the simple reason they opposed the Federation's rule".

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  With a swift wave of his hand, Lucifer cast a powerful spell, erasing the words Andrea had just spoken from everyone's memory. Time itself seemed to stand still as she froze the moment, allowing Samantha to appear just in time to join the conversation. Her presence was striking, and her voice carried an air of certainty as she remarked, "You shouldn't be surprised. It’s simply in my brother's nature to revert to genocide; he did it in his previous life." Her gaze was steady, reflecting both concern and a deep understanding of her brother's dark tendencies.

  Alex looked at her angrily, thinking that she shouldn't have said that. However, she assured him that she knew everything already.

  After calming down, Alex told everyone to go celebrate or do whatever he wanted as he was about to leave Buckingham Palace for the HQ of the Federation to meet with the representatives of the five major countries, now the ministers of the World government.

  Gladstone Mansion, United Kingdom, Same month:

  After arriving in the Mansion, Alex called the representatives of the Five Major countries to discuss the fate of former rebel territories telling them to arrive within three days to discuss the plans.

  In the meantime, he went to the Chamber of Shadows and summoned the demon lords for a meeting to discuss the next course of action due to feeling anxious about a possible retaliation from his opponents.

  Asmodeus, the cunning and powerful demon, proposed a bold strategy: he suggested that he could transfer some of the formidable powers held by the lords of Hell to the five ministers of the World Federation. This transfer could potentially amplify their influence and strength significantly. However, Alex, the wise and thoughtful leader, firmly declines this offer. He believed that granting demonic powers to the ministers was unnecessary and could lead to unpredictable consequences that might jeopardize their mission because no human could handle demonic powers.

  Three days later, Gladstone Mansion:

  After arriving in front of the mansion, the ministers were welcomed by the lord protector of Britain alongside the president of the World Federation Axel Rodgers.

  The guards of the mansion escorted everyone to the meeting chamber, and the ministers were shown their seats by their host, who ordered his personal Chef to prepare food for the ministers of the Federation.

  After three hours of waiting, the Chef and his staff arrived with the food and distributed it amongst the guests.

  "I hope you like the food, everyone." Smiled Alex as he watched everyone eating their Pasta and fancy meals, and then he started eating his meal.

  After everyone finished their meals, the Chinese representative felt something was wrong about the reception and looked at Alex as if he was questioning him:" Why did you host this amazing banquet? I am sure my fellow representatives are asking this question."

  Alex was drinking his tea ignoring everyone and then he told them that he needed to enact new policies on many topics, especially on how to manage the former rebel territory assuring them that everything in the world will be back to what it was before the Rebellion.

  The ministers were happy and even suggested a new plan to create a police unit that belongs to the World Federation, and Alex liked the idea of suggesting a vote.

  After gaining the majority of Votes, Alex told everyone that a law would be written on the Subject and then passed to the Global Conference for voting on it.

  "Why don't we use the former UN General Assembly as the HQ of the global conference, also why can't we create a legislative council for the World Federation, this would definitely guarantee representation and democracy within this state" Spoke Michael Fox the US representative.

  Alex immediately approved the idea but laughed at the fact that the US representatives believed that each country had a voice in this Organization as they were all his puppets.

  Once the establishment of a Legislative Council was settled, the conversation shifted to the contentious issue of the Rebel territories. During this discussion, the Russian representative put forth a provocative proposal: he suggested the formation of a military occupation government to exert control over these regions. This proposal included a chilling plan to systematically erase the memories of the war from its survivors, ensuring that the traumatic events would fade from public consciousness and history.

  Alex was contemplating the idea and then he told the five ministers to ensure that their plan was successful and realistic.

  Before wrapping up the meeting, Alex enthusiastically suggested the creation of new nations carved out of the occupied rebel territory, envisioning a fresh start for both the land and its people. As he began to elaborate, his phone rang, interrupting the discussion. It was the military governor of West Africa, his voice strained with urgency.

  The governor relayed unsettling news: fierce riots had erupted across the occupied region. Thousands of demonstrators filled the streets, passionately demanding both independence and reparations for the horrific genocide that had been inflicted upon them. The weight of the situation ignited a surge of anger within Alex. He felt the overwhelming pressure of the chaos and quickly ordered the general to restore law and order by any means necessary, a steely resolve settling in his tone. With that, he abruptly hung up, the moment's tension hanging in the air.

  Alex harbored a deep ambition to ascend to the presidency of the Federation, a goal he openly shared with his father. With a determined gleam in his eyes, he expressed his desire for Axel to assume the role of Minister of Police, believing that this would solidify his path to finally claiming the prestigious position of President of the World Federation.

  However, the seasoned and perceptive Axel soon uncovered his son’s covert scheme—a calculated coup intended to elevate himself to power. With a furrowed brow, Axel carefully considered the situation and proposed a vote among the five ministers to elect a new president for the World Federation. He hoped to rally the support of the four major countries to bolster his position.

  To his astonishment, the representatives from the governing nations chose to rally behind Alex instead, seemingly untouched by any sinister forces. In an unexpected turn of events, they even suggested that Axel be arrested, a proposal that rattled the atmosphere of the room. Undeterred, Alex stood firm against this suggestion, addressing the other representatives with unwavering resolve. He stated that he faced a pivotal choice: he could either accept the influential position of Minister of Police within the World Federation or retire peacefully with his wife, leaving behind the turbulent currents of political ambition.

  Realizing that he needed some form of control within the Federation, Axel accepted the job and thanked his son for protecting him. As the darkness enveloped the earth, casting a serene blanket over the landscape, Alex turned to the gathered crowd. With a calm yet authoritative tone, he advised everyone to retire for the night, promising that the meeting would resume in the morning. However, he looked at his father with a sense of urgency and gestured for him to stay, signaling that their conversation was far from over. The soft glow of the lamp flickered above, illuminating their faces as the others began to disperse into the shadows of the night.

  "Well, son thanks for not letting them arrest me, but as a former assassin, I might give ya some advice, the major governing nations are supporting ya out of self-interest, and I want to know why," spoke Axel with great concern as he felt that his son was being used but Alex told him that the major governing countries control the global economy and all natural resources in the world are under their control.

  This made Alex's father come to the shocking realization that the system that his son created wasn't established for world peace but for global oppression, using the Facade of peace for global domination, so he decided to stay close to his son and support him.

  On the next day, every representative arrived at the meeting room to continue yesterday's meeting. Alex suggested to the governing nations' representative a global innovation law that supports innovation in the tech sector specifically in the economic and security field.

  "The Chinese government is interested in this subject as we believe this technology will benefit world peace." The representative and minister representing China spoke in a confident tone. The Russian representative suggested that the governing nations cooperate in the tech sector.

  Alex liked the idea and ordered the preparation for a tech expo to encourage tech companies to show their innovation in every field.

  The French representative suggested an initiative to develop the African continent's entire infrastructure and focus on the Gold mining industries so they could benefit from it and share the benefits between the five countries and African states.

  As tensions rose in the room, it became clear that the French were attempting to monopolize gold mining operations across Africa, an ambition that did not sit well with the Americans and Russians. In response, the two nations proposed a joint venture, but their discussions quickly devolved into a heated debate, each side fiercely defending its ideas.

  Amidst the chaos, Alex observed the discord, allowing the representatives from various countries to argue among themselves. His strategy was deliberate; by letting them bicker, he hoped to position himself as the wise mediator who could bring clarity to the situation.

  Finally, sensing the time was right, Alex interjected with a calm yet commanding presence. “Gentlemen,” he began, his voice cutting through the noise, “let's pause this fruitless arguing. We are not children squabbling over toys. I propose a solution: why don’t we establish a federal mining company that operates under the guidance of the Nexus Monetary Authority? This company would recognize that gold is intrinsically tied to both the financial and industrial sectors. By doing so, we can ensure that all parties share in the profits, including those nations rich in gold that are in desperate need of funding for development.”

  His words hung in the air, offering a path forward amid the turbulence.

  Axel who was hired as the minister of police to the World Federation, came to the shocking realization that the governing council of the Federation including his son, are like a pack of Hungry Wolves but didn't think of opposing them as he gained control over the Interpol and every country's domestic security apparatus. He suggested to his son to issue a law banning opposition to the Federation thinking that he would approve of the idea immediately.

  Alex liked the idea but being the twisted manipulator he is, he approached his father and said:" I have a better idea, while your suggestion is really good, I doubt anyone would like such an obviously oppressive reason to be arrested therefore I suggest writing a law called; Protection of Peace and Stability against crimes and threatening elements of societies".

  The representatives from Russia and China warmly welcomed the proposal, expressing their admiration for the president of the Federation's courageous initiative to promote world peace. Their congratulatory remarks reflected a shared vision for a more harmonious global future. In contrast, the French and American representatives, while acknowledging the merit of the idea, also expressed their support from a pragmatic standpoint, as they were concerned about preserving their lucrative economic interests in the region. This blend of idealism and self-interest highlighted the complex dynamics at play in international relations while being unaware that they were all serving the personal interests and ambitions of the President of the World Federation Alexander Rodgers.

  "Axel and a staff from Buckingham Palace alongside some Russian and Chinese security police, are to work to prepare this law to be approved in the next global conference" Spoke Alex as the ministers began writing their tasks, giving their approval of the idea, and just as they were about to leave, a phone call interrupted their plans.

  "Sir, sir this is an emergency report to Lord Protector of Great Britain, Commander in Chief of the World Federation's armed forces, and the President of the World Federation Alexander Rodgers, we have erased the memories of the victims of the Anti Crimson killers in Western Africa and Latin America from the minds of their loved ones but this plan backfired spectacularly in the Middle East as this had caused severe riots in cities such as Damascus, Baghdad, and Beirut" This made Alex livid as he never expected that another crisis would break out thus ordering both the army and the police to crush the Riots by whatever means necessary until a new government.

  "Why don't we make the Levant region into a military government ruled directly by the Federation?" asked Axel, curious about why his son didn't have such an idea.

  Alex, a man with grand ambitions, ordered the establishment of a military government, envisioning a time when the region would be stable enough to carry out his plans of uniting the Arab countries in the Middle East into a single, powerful kingdom. However, the reality he faced was far grimmer than he had imagined. During a tense meeting, one of the army generals burst in, urgency written on his face, to report that a full-blown revolution had erupted in the Kingdom of Arabia. The people were rising, passionately demanding an end to the oppressive rule of the World Federation.

  The room fell silent as everyone turned to Alex, their eyes filled with anticipation and desperation, hoping he would offer a solution to this escalating crisis. After what felt like an eternity of contemplation, Alex made the fateful decision to quell the unrest with force. He issued an order to open fire on the protesters, swiftly following it with a directive to impose strict media censorship on the unfolding events, determined to control the narrative and maintain his grip on power.

  "So I accuse some people of anti-peace actions and begin dealing with them accordingly and brutally?" Asked Axel.

  Alex spoke coldly:" Yes, shoot them in the head preferably."

  Axel and the ministers requested an end to today's meeting, and the President of the Federation accepted, thanking them for staying two weeks in Britain to attend the annual governing countries' meetings.

  Gladstone Mansion, Chamber of Shadows:

  The moment their lord entered the chamber, all the princes of hell assembled in their meeting room curious about the reason why their king summoned them from the Infernal Realm to this place.

  "I summoned you all here to help me deal with a nasty source of interference. Andrea and the Archangels are at it again," Alex said with great anger. He was frustrated by the crisis in the Middle East.

  Belfagor suggested that they bring the armies of hell to the region and force the Archangels to stop messing around in the world but Alex rejected this as he feared the possibility of people noticing demonic creatures' existence.

  " I suggest a more secretive approach, while the human police and soldiers that serve the world Federation work on eliminating the riots and revolutionaries while erasing their memories, the demons are to work on eliminating any interference from the celestial rulers as they are the only obstacle to my vision of world peace" Spoke the king of hell in a commanding tone.

  The lords of hell liked the idea, desiring to begin the action immediately but Alex stopped them:" Leaving so soon? This isn't the only reason I entered this chamber, now give me a report of the wellbeing of the infernal realm."

  Lucifer being the commander of all Hell's armies reported that his soldiers desired some action and were complaining that their only job was to torture sinful souls, and that made the king of hell laugh as he found the news funny:" Rest assured, they will see action any minute now":

  Asmodeus and the other lords of hell reported their willingness to join the campaign and even suggested a full scale to overwhelm the apostles of heaven and the Archangels hoping their lord would finally allow such an order.

  Fortunately for them, Alex issued this order to all forces of hell: " The proxy forces of the Archangel Michael and his fellow rulers are trying to provoke massive bloodshed to disrupt our ideal world, to all forces of hell, I order you to hunt anyone who uses celestial tier magic in the Middle East that seeks to interrupt the World Federation and make sure neither my sister nor Rebecca knows of such mission"

  All the lords of hell left immediately to do what their lord ordered, leaving Alex alone in the chamber hoping for their success.

  Suddenly, a radiant beam of celestial light pierced through the shadows, illuminating the chamber and revealing none other than Michael, the esteemed leader of the heavenly realm. His presence was awe-inspiring, his wings glimmering as he approached. “Hello, fellow king of a celestial realm. How are you today?” he greeted with an air of warmth.

  Alex, the formidable king of Hell, regarded him with a mix of curiosity and annoyance. "The Creator has returned, so he is the king now. However, I suggest you get straight to the point and keep your hounds on a leash," he retorted, his voice tinged with disdain.

  The Archangel couldn't help but feel a sense of amusement at the palpable irritation radiating from the king of the underworld. "This is merely a test," he replied, his tone calm and composed. "You've managed to maintain an uneasy peace in this realm, yet you seem all too eager to plunge back into violence. Believe me when I say, I haven't come to instigate war; instead, I offer you a chance for cooperation."

  Alex’s expression hardened, distrust flickering in his eyes. He was not easily swayed by the words of his rival. Sensing his skepticism, Michael pressed on, determined to clarify his intentions. "Innocent souls have been abducted from various corners of the world and locked away in hidden dungeons. Those endowed with celestial powers would have easily perceived this crisis, had a certain self-proclaimed ruler not been too consumed with plundering the natural resources of developing nations and enforcing oppressive laws on the populace."

  The mocking tone of the Archangel noticeably irked Alex, who finally broke his silence. "If you seek my cooperation, summon your apostles and cease your disruptions to my peacekeeping efforts. Only then will I consider your proposal."