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"We will deny any existance of the technology, should anyone probe too much, direct them to me. I will deal with them. Under no circumstances should the technology be revealed. Is that understood? The Cortex was already discovered, but if anyone asks, what happened during the demonstration three days ago was merely an improved cannon. The VXX cannon, built with sulphuric steel alloy, lighter, can withstand battle damage. We have already take liberty in pepperinng the site with cannonshots." Asphyxious tapped the bridge of his nose, the previous days was spent coving up the fiasco at the demonstration. He nodded before taking his seat. Around the grand wooden table was the majority of the knights, all those at the demonstration were too, told the same thing. Asphyxious meshed his fingers before him, as knights stated their concerns over the case.

"What would you suggest we do when the technology is discovered? I don't think any of the countries would be too happy should we send assassins to eliminate their informants."

"Should the technology be discovered prematurely, I fear that we would have a major problem on our hands. We will have to reduce the production of the technology to only the Crawfell Mechatechs hands. If fear the other guilds might lose schematics and other valuable information to our neighbours. As for silencing them, we actually do have small cells of people living within each capital. Their members are seeded within the capital and the surrounding towns. They will know the local news. The only thing we should fear is that either Voreia or Anatoli over-reacts and declares an all-war upon us, then there would be major losses on both sides. I'm not saying I care about their loss, its ours that matters."

Asphixious was just about to sit down when yet another person asked, "And what would the correct time for us to reveal this... Technology? I can't say it's very easy to hide out in the open."

He splayed his fingers over the table, "That would be for the king to decide. But my guess would be Notia by common sense. Those farmers waste their time and land which we could cultivate for better usage." The sole light of the room came from a crackling fireplace to his right. The resultant shadow concealed a lopsided grin, "Once our war factories are up in full production, I believe that even Voreia and Anatoli combined would not be able to stop us then. But do note the term, 'would'. I do not think to have an army of tin victims from the polar region, bearing the Voreian standard and clanking up to our front door would allow any of us to sleep well. Should any information seem to be leaked, inform me immediately."

He allowed a minute's silence to hover within the room before rising, "If there is nothing more, this session has ended." The twin oak doors which lead to the corridore swung open as he pushed them open, allowing sunlight to filter into the darkness within. He re-adjusted his eyepatch before marching on towards the exterior of the palace.