"I am sorry gentlemen; once they become monks we offer them our full protection and immunity. Unless you present us with evidence of criminal activity there is absolutely nothing we can do."
"Most importantly, Sir, we need the code and the people that created it. We want to make sure that it is not malicious or sent from another government to neutralize their enemies and leave them vulnerable to attack."
"Perhaps you want to manipulate it for your own benefit? For your information I have the Russian, Chinese, and Israeli ambassadors' waiting in my office in Karyes. Therefore, I must return this afternoon."
"I am not surprised, Governor. Most governments in the world will be traveling to the shores of Mount Athos. It will become a very popular destination."
"So far what are the damages of this unique virus?
"Some sophisticated weapon systems have been, let's say, compromised. Militaries are now limited to conventional weapons."
"Are you saying that peace has broken out all over the world?"
"That's another way of putting it, Governor."
Cyril began turning one of two front knobs through the short-wave dial. There was whistling, snapping, popping, Morse code, and teletype-noise interference until he came upon a stable radio station. The monks began a new routine of gathering nightly to listen to the waxing and waning of international broadcasts while the chapel bells chimed in the background.
"This is Voice of America. It is 0001 hours GMT. First we have a bulletin. There has been a cessation of hostilities in POP! All drones have been grounded until further notice..."
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