I Made a Game Featuring Constellations

Chapter 122

[Temperance] sat in her office chair, stroking Fortit, who rested comfortably on her lap.

Her desk was covered with stacks of documents.

Reports gathered from various intelligence guilds—all related to the Republican Merchant Coalition.

"They dared to feign surrender, only to stab me in the back."

She had given them a chance.

But they had spat on it.

There was no room for mercy anymore.

Destroying a small coalition of traders was trivial.

A single threat was enough to sever every business tie they had.

She manipulated market prices, destabilizing their supply chains.

And when that wasn’t enough—she turned to the underworld.

One by one, their assets crumbled.

One by one, their support collapsed.

But even that wasn’t enough.

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