The Almighty Dominance novel Chapter 512

Sofina summoned Eve through her bracelet, then turned to Alex, concern flickering in her eyes.

“Are you sure Eve can actually pilot a mobile suit?”

Alex smiled faintly. “Sofina, let’s put it this way. Eve’s lifelong dream—as a humble service AI—has always been to drive a mobile suit in front of a massive crowd. She wants to feel big. Powerful. Why not let her climb into that cockpit and be happy for once?”

Using a Phantom mobile suit to indulge a cleaning robot.

The idea grew more ridiculous by the second.

Tobias found it absurd—but as long as Alex was willing to throw away eight million dollars, he was more than happy to play along. He grinned broadly.

“Then please,” he said mockingly, “enjoy your slow walk around the stadium.”

Moments later, Eve descended from the sky, her small, egg-shaped body gliding smoothly.

“Miss Sofina,” she asked politely, “what can I do for you?”

“Alex needs your help,” Sofina said.

“Eve,” Alex said, stepping forward. “This is Tobias. He built an excellent mobile suit called the Phantom. We want you to pilot it in the AI mobile suit competition.”

His voice sharpened slightly. “And if you can win first place, your mistress, Sofina, will be very happy.”

Eve turned and looked directly at Sofina.

“Miss Sofina,” she asked seriously, “would you be happy if I win first place?”

Sofina was caught off guard, but she nodded gently.

“Yes. I’d be happy if you win. But even if you don’t, that’s fine. Just enjoy yourself.”

Eve let out a soft, confident sneer.

“Losing with outdated AI technology would be an insult to my pride.” She turned toward Tobias.

Tobias scoffed.

“So, you’re a cleaning program.”

Eve rotated toward him.

“And you are a man who already accepted defeat.”

The room went still.

“You—Tobias. Enough talking. Let the professional do the job.”

She turned cold and precise.

“Show me your mobile suit. I will take first place and make my mistress happy.”

A brief pause.

“And I will do it cleanly.”

Tobias stared at the egg-sized cleaning robot in disbelief. In that moment, he became certain—this would be the easiest eight million dollars he had ever made.

“Follow me,” Tobias said, leading Eve out of the room.

Sofina watched them leave, worry tightening her chest.

“Will Eve really be okay?”

“She’s going to enjoy every second of it,” Alex said with a laugh.

He turned and walked to a quiet corner, lifting his bracelet communicator to contact Marlena.

“I want Eden Group to bet everything on the Phantom mobile suit in the second competition.”

Countess Marlena paused for half a second, then asked calmly, “How much do you want me to put in? You do realize this is a bet on a losing game, right?”

“Eve will be driving the Phantom,” Alex replied.

The Countess laughed softly, a sharp, predatory sound.

“Then we go all in. I’ll open the betting market across all of Winchester—and all of Prussia. I’ll drag every fool with money into this pit.”

Her eyes gleamed.

“We bet everything on the mobile suit driven by Eve. Anyone who stands against it—we take every last dollar they put down.”

“That’s exactly the point,” Alex said with a smile.

He ended the call and walked back to Sofina’s side.

She grabbed his arm immediately, her voice low and tight with worry.

“Alex, are you sure about this? Will Eve really be okay? This is dangerous.”

“For who?” Alex asked calmly.

“For Eve.”

Alex laughed.

“You should be worried about her competitors.”

Meanwhile, inside the hangar, Tobias scoffed as Eve hovered closer to the Phantom.

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