The next few reporters took the same route of putting aside their planned questions, instead putting their focus on the revelation made by the new Head General.
Before the Third World War started, there used to be a lot of conspiracy theories about a secretly emerging totalitarian world government, led by the world's elites who wished for world domination and to rule through a one-world government in place of sovereign nation-states.
Just like most conspiracies from that time, the one about a New World Order turned out to be true as well, complete with a superior alien race that pulls the strings from the shadows
The presence of the Nephilim ended up casting a shadow of doubt on the legitimacy of the resistance. Many expressed their concern over the only fighting force they have consisting of the same aliens who destroyed their world, and following that line of question, the conversation eventually led to the topic of the Valkyries being alive and a certain complicated question.
"Head General Sanderson."
A certain female reporter stood up from her seat after receiving permission to speak. Her name was Rena Fring, a reporter from the Frontline Times. Her luck ran out when Sara Pinkman, her teacher, decided to take off without an explanation, dropping the responsibility of participating in the press conference to her.
Anyone else would say it's the opportunity of a lifetime; it was an event that would go down in history, and simply being present to witness it would surely bring a lot of opportunities. Rena, however, wanted nothing more than to disappear without leaving a trace.
She was the youngest and least experienced among those sent to cover the conference. Her posture and voice showed her lack of confidence, and she was barely able to stop herself from panicking whenever something major was said. Because of that, the smartwatch on her wrist vibrating took her completely off guard.
"Indeed, I am capable of creating Valkyries." He said, his expression unchanging. "I'm capable of creating humans as well, though as you might have already guessed, it is not by any means a simple process, nor is it an ethical one."
To say the answer was shocking would be an understatement. Whether it was the people in their homes, the reporters in the conference hall, or the six Generals sitting on either of his sides, everyone stared at Sam with horror-filled eyes.
Only a few minutes ago he cemented his position in people's minds as a rising tyrant who aims to rule over their world with an army of powerful warriors by his side. Now, however, he came out with an even more absurd statement that warped his image even further.
Before the whole thing got thrown into chaos, Sam spoke again. He didn't hope to ease the tension nor did he plan on comforting the public. They wanted to know the truth and so he gave them the truth. How they deal should deal with it, that wasn't for him to say."
"One of the conditions for our alliance with the Nephilim is that I would never attempt to create someone of their kind. I intend to honor that agreement no matter what happens in the future, and I will be taking what I learned to my grave."
That was mostly a lie. Though he might be capable of constructing the physical bodies of Freyja's Children, all of it would be meaningless without the original Alice.
In the end, what he's able to create is a mindless puppet that lacks the abilities possessed by the Valkyries and their Nephilim sisters. The same could be said about creating humans. No matter what he tries the outcome will always be an empty husk; a piece of lab-grown human meat. The only way for a human to be born into this world is for a man and a woman to come together and sow the seed.
'The old man never tested them...' Sam thought, remembering that they have no proof of the Valkyries' artificial wombs working.
So far he never considered confirming it for himself, but knowing what the future holds for them, dark thoughts began to arise from the depths of his mind.