Warrior Chronicles 3: Warrior's Realm Read Free

It’s about Earth, specifically about moving our government back to Earth and using Mars as the agricultural base for our trade agreements.”
     
    “That’s pretty ambitious. How does Dar feel about it. North America is his.”
     
    “Technically, it’s yours General.” Verne said.
     
    “Excuse me?”
     
    “Would you like the long version or the short version?”
     
    “I don’t think I am going to like either, so give me the short version, Doc.”
     
    “It has to do with existing Earth treaties, your ownership of the Addison Trust, your status with the Collaborative Government, your status with the other two alliances on Earth, your position in the Ares Federation, and the fact that over three thousand of your direct descendents are the sole human occupants of North America. Short version, you own North America. We would like your permission to move our government there and use Mars as the economic base for our trade with the Collaboration.”
     
    “Fuck," Cort muttered, “Doc, this ain't my thing. You know that. Let me call Dar and I'll get back to you."
     
    "Of course, General. Thank you for your time," Doctor Verne responded before adding, “We have an administrative conference tomorrow at 0900 if you would like to join us."
     
    "I don't want to be a big part of the meeting, but I would like some time at the beginning to go over this North America mess."
     
    "We will talk then, sir. Thank you." As Verne disconnected, Cort connected another strut to the dome. Dar, you'd better be able to handle this.
     
    --
     
    The next morning Cort connected to the conference to find some of the others chatting about farms. Chief Rhodes noticed Cort's connection first and greeted him. Cort said hello to everyone and got right to the matter at hand.
     
    "You get Europe. No one else wants it anyway,"
     
    “Wait," Doctor Verne said. “Why Europe? Why not North America?”
     
    “Because by interalliance treaty, Dar Sike has administrative control of what used to be Atlantica. He has already entered into trade and manufacturing agreements with the other two major alliances on Earth, as well as the Collaborative Government and Speral’s people individually.”
     
    “That’s a problem, General," Verne was clearly angry. “We as a government decided to annex Atlantica. We want that territory.”
     
    “That decision was made before we knew that North America was still occupied.”
     
    “By our people! It should be ours!”
     
    “No Doctor. By my people. Yes, they are citizens of the Ares Federation, but they hold the only legal claim to the land. As a member of this government, I recommend we take the offer of Europe. If we don’t, we as a government will lose face, and we probably won’t be welcome back on Earth.”
     
    “And what is your position in this new government of Dar’s?” Verne spat.
     
    “Doctor Verne, I recommend you consider your tone. You and I have never seen eye to eye, but I have always been respectful of you, and I even pushed for you to become our prime minister. I think you have a lot to offer. But your clear disdain for me is clouding your judgement and affecting your temper. I thought we were past that. My position in, and regarding Dar’s administration of North America is the culmination of over three-hundred years of planning and preparation by thousands of my descendents.”
     
    “I see. You want the glory of being the ruler of humanity, but none of the responsibility of running it day to day. I do not have that luxury, General Addison. I have to act in the best interests of our people every single day. You pick and choose when you want to play soldier or ruler. Why do you think you have that right when none of the rest of us do?”
     
    “Doctor, I am, first and foremost, the protector of every member of the Addison clan in the Ares Federation. All other duties are secondary to that. The rest of Federation came to me for help, not the other way around. So long as this