Infinite Wealth System: Crazy Tasks, Insane Rewards! - Chapter 195

Chapter 195: Bringing The World Together
It didn’t take long before Harper and Camilia finally returned.

The night air clung to them, heavy and restless, as they walked into the courtyard. They didn’t speak at first. Their steps carried the frustration they’d been holding since leaving Nestonia, each of them caught in thought.

Inside, Jayden was seated on the edge of a sofa, his head lowered slightly, like a man who hadn’t stopped thinking since they last saw him. When he lifted his eyes and saw them, there was no surprise. He almost looked as though he had been waiting, tensioned but calm.

Harper immediately broke the silence first. “You left without telling us.” Her voice wasn’t loud, but it carried sharpness. “Jayden, you just disappeared.”

Camilia crossed her arms, her face stern.

“Do you know how reckless that was? If something happened to you in Nestonia, we wouldn’t have even known where to look. We had to chase after you, and even then…” She cut herself short, shaking her head.

Jayden leaned back, letting their words settle. He didn’t interrupt them, no even an attempt to explain quickly. When both women had fallen silent, he spoke, calm and steady.

“I know,” he said. “And you’re right. I shouldn’t have gone alone. I should have trusted you both to stand with me. But I had to see it with my own eyes. I had to face them myself before I asked you to come with me.”

Harper’s lips pressed into a thin line. She looked at him hard, but his words softened something in her. Camilia sighed and lowered her arms.

“So?” Harper asked. “What happened?”

Jayden gave a faint smile, though it didn’t reach his eyes.

“They pointed their guns at me the moment I arrived. Nolan… Well, he made it clear I wasn’t welcome. They still see Nortasia as Alliance. To them, I was an enemy walking through their door.”

“And yet you came back alive,” Camilia muttered.

Jayden nodded. “Because I told them the truth. That there is no Alliance anymore. Not after Icelandia fell. Not after what Liam did. The world doesn’t have the luxury of old sides and grudges. There’s a bigger threat waiting to swallow us whole.”

Both Harper and Camilia grew quiet at that name, again. It still felt new, still fresh, but they had seen enough through Jayden’s eyes to know it was no lie.

He stood up, his presence filling the room. “This isn’t just about Nortasia anymore. It isn’t about the Alliance or the Independent Society. If we don’t stand together, then when the Shield breaks, we’re finished. Every one of us.”

Harper tilted her head, studying him. “And you think they’ll believe you? Just like that?”

Jayden gave a slow nod. “Not because of my words. But because of what I’ve done.” His gaze hardened. “I ended Liam Thompson. The world knows that. And right now, in their eyes, that means something.”

There was silence again, and only the faint hum of the night outside filled the gap. Then Jayden’s tone softened.

“I didn’t mean to leave you both behind. But this…”

He gestured to them, all the ladies, to the room, to everything around them. “This is when I need you. Not before. Now. We don’t have time to waste. I want you with me when I speak to them. To Icelandia. To Espana. To Rusnia. To Franch. Together, we’ll tell them what’s coming. And when the time comes to fight, they’ll remember who warned them.”

Camilia exchanged a glance with Harper. For once, Harper didn’t argue. Her sternness eased into something else, a quiet resolve.

“Then we go,” Harper said finally. “But this time, you don’t leave us behind. Not for anything.”

Jayden instantly gave a small smile. “I won’t.”

…

The next days turned into a journey unlike any before. They didn’t travel as spies or soldiers, but as messengers carrying a truth heavier than war itself.

In Icelandia, the air was still tense, the streets scarred from the fall of Liam’s rule.

People stared as Jayden walked openly through the capital. He wasn’t met with bullets or jeers…

He was met with awe.

Word had already spread, faster than fire in dry grass.

“The man who conquered Liam Thompson is here!”

Their acting leaders received him, and when Jayden spoke of the Sovereign Protocols, he saw no disbelief in their eyes. They knew defeat, they knew loss. They believed him because they had already seen how fragile power could be.

“We will stand,” one of the Icelandic ministers said. “We will believe the man who conquered Liam Thompson.”

From there, Espana. The proud eastern nation that had once stood shoulder-to-shoulder with the Alliance armies.

They too had heard, for sure.

Jayden stood before President Ruiz, his words steady, his tone calm but pressing.

“The Shield will fall,” he told them. “And when it does, the skies will open to something none of us are ready for. Alone, you won’t last. None of us will. But together…” His eyes swept the chamber.

“Together, maybe we stand a chance.”

The President of Espana sat quietly, then gave a slow nod. “Then let it be known. Espana stands with you. We will believe the man who conquered Liam Thompson.”

Rusnia followed.

A colder place, renowned to be suspicious by nature. Yet even there, the walls broke when Jayden spoke. They didn’t trust easily, but they trusted proof. And Jayden had already shown he was more than words.

Since President Ruiz was in, why not President Boski?

Franch was last. Another strong former member of the Alliance. But even there, when Jayden spoke, the hall fell silent. His voice carried weight not because of authority, but because of truth.

One by one, their leaders echoed the same line, like a tide carrying forward: “We will believe the man who conquered Liam Thompson.”

…

By the time they returned to Nortasia, the air around them felt different. Harper noticed it.

The masses felt chuffed.

Camilia said it plainly as they walked into the villa again. “You did it. They’ll stand with us.”

Jayden didn’t answer right away. He looked out at the horizon, the sky stretching far and wide. For the first time in days, there was something on his face that hadn’t been there before.

Not just determination.

Not just anger.

Hope.

Preparation was taking shape. The pieces were finally moving into place.

But deep inside, he also knew…

The hardest part hadn’t even begun… At all.