Misleading advertising
Everyone was a bundle of nerves with each statement and news that was displayed on the 5m wide table that served as the center of the exhibition. Ray, Tanji and Tuk prepared packs and folders for each guest whose content offered them dossiers, files with graphs, recordings, maps displayed with precise and easy to transgress locations, names and photos of informants, traitors, priority targets and possible allies. The global picture was uncertain and at the same time useful.
To be able to cover such a large amount of data without raising suspicions, it gave the idea that the person in charge was not only a daredevil with an abominable grudge who did his task well, but that becoming his enemy, would amount to the total annihilation of the species.
Intimidating and horrible was his aura that intoxicated the diners every time they wanted to fight. It was a way to quell the murderous instinct within them and to continue the meeting.
Ray was only giving them the usual work pattern in his group, since races and tribes that usually would never interbreed due to their arrogance, pride, greed and xenophobic hatred today were sitting at the same table to create strategies and put together the ultimate plan to cause a war. They had arrived with dawn and for their watches more than five hours had passed. Breakfast, lunch, the possible snack, and maybe even dinner, made them desperate. They didn't think it would last that long and it was just the beginning.
The witch queen Wednesday LaFleur, the orc chief Mario De la Cruz, the vampire emperor Sylvester Kisic, the caliph Rashid al-Hayek were the new members who appeared at the meeting with their respective delegates, while those who could not arrive did act distance presence, through square mana crystals that emulated video screens on empty chairs. From the ant tribe, Queen Ramona Sandoval, from the realm of nightmares, the hell steed Dalton Donovan, from the people of the birds, King Leto Harrison and the last liche and dracoliche of the ice continent Virgil and Ragnar.
Each one had a pending issue with the countries that would be involved in the war, which between disgust and rage faced the information to motivate themselves: kidnapping, torture, human trafficking, experimentation, biological weapons. Whatever sounded unheard of, enemy nations had already made it possible out of the desire to possess power and lands, subjugating and exterminating those who posed an imminent threat.
Of all the guests, three of them had already lost their god without knowing it. Mario, Wednesday and Leto did not understand how it was possible not to have realized this abysmal error. His people were being kidnapped to end up who knows where in the link in this macabre chain.
The problem at hand was immeasurable. The witches commanded by Wednesday wanted visible results but the stipulated timeframe was at least 10 years or less if they put everything at their disposal. The orcs would give anything to settle the matter. The birds instead volunteered to serve as messengers and informants.
The ideas Ray proposed to end it all were extreme and risky. Psychological manipulation, riots and mass executions in the population and high officials of each government, even using them as a decoy to attract others to the battlefield.
It turned out that the first target they had to deal with was a self-proclaimed warlord and hero of San Angeles. Esteban Garcia, who was going to be the perfect target to remove the country from the map. A time bomb ready to go off at the right time.
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-Garcia is an unscrupulous being, he was hired by President Ernest Baum, since when he has helped someone without gaining something in return.- Rashid sounded annoyed
-It doesn't seem to be the case. He visits the slums regularly to sell products at a low and affordable price since Baum doesn't even bother to lower taxes. Help citizens, advocating for social equality.- Leto seems incredulous
-What he does is quite simple, he does mass sales to put dirty money in his bills and enter the money legally so that it circulates, at the same time that the merchants complain that they have losses. Now what do you think about this fact- Ray laughs as he contemplates the situation
-I thought I was selling at a reduced profit margin, but how stupid we were.- Mario is tired
-You have said it, beliefs without evidence, without foundation only the pure idiosyncrasy of saying "I believe." The biggest mistake is blind faith and the worst enemy of progress is believing even when everything tells you that you are wrong. I have news for you, that's exactly what slows growth.- Ramona answers mocking Mario and Leto's opinion.
-What they do is sell en masse and below cost, the final price does not cover costs, even if you sell a container it will not generate a profit. Money washing, rinsing and drying is so obvious. Sell government seized and smuggled stuff - Sylvester flicks his index finger and thumb as a sign of understanding Ray's point of view
-The economists, tax inspectors and collectors, judges, juries, lawyers, executioners, fans, groupies are all bought by the government to further secure Garcia's position. Banal and fickle support by viralizing the new idol and national hero who sells the cheapest whiskey in the country- Dalton responded with a snort
-The free market argument dies for the bloodsuckers that increase in scale. It implies that small businesses die if they do not adhere to the government that will not even help them because of the threats of bankruptcy. The difference is between supporting criminal activity being that they are not even basic necessities. They only support the one who will point a rifle at them tomorrow to damage their self-esteem and burn money by socializing for a while.- Tanji finishes while he drinks his wine.
After a brief silence to eat, they resume the conversation. They will base the attack on nationalist propaganda with deceptive advertising to stage a coup.
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In the garden near the fountains, Zion and Meraki follow the meeting minute by minute thanks to Zion's watchful eye. The translucent sphere projected anywhere the child desired. His father made them aware of the details that will be presented at the meeting, so her sister found it tedious to have to listen to everything again and she preferred to go play with the children brought by the guests.
The children were playing outside in the theme park created by Meraki. What is necessary to entertain the youngest of the house. To Meraki's sight they all looked very innocent and ignorant of the future that was coming.
Suddenly both children notice several presences on the tree gave them shade. There were four children who looked at the sphere very attentive to the meeting.
-You can go down and look if you want, this is going to be long-
The children land and settle to see what happens in the room.
-Sorry for hiding us, I'm Ringo LaFleur, an apprentice witch-
-I am Salma al-Hayek, nice to meet you-
-I'm Aurelio De la Cruz. Thanks for letting us see the show-
-My name is Gedeon Kisic, a pleasure to greet you-
-I am Meraki Sullivan and he is my brother Zion. Nice to meet you-
After introducing themselves, the group continued to watch the scene up front in silence, while the other children played without disturbing them.