6 Diplomatic… Something – 2 (1/2)

(3° person POV)

Wolf shifts uncomfortably on his horse. Not that the saddle is more bothersome than usual, but the several strange weapons pointing at him from atop the metal walls and the strange small structures where the blue metal soldiers are inside, pointing their guns at him and his soldiers.

He came here with only four other people, with swords and armor to defend from the monsters. however, that made him anxious if the other party would consider that a rude act. Before he could even introduce himself at their gates, an unbelievable loud voice sounded, ordering them to stop.

And now, several minutes have passed. Suddenly, the giant metal gates started to open, sliding inside the six meters tall walls also made of smooth metal.

(Wolf): ”Amazing. A few days ago, there was nothing here. They built everything so fast…”

From inside the gate, a group of ten blue soldiers came out, armed. Wolf gulped nervously, they probably wouldn't attack them, as they could have done that from the safety of their walls and metal boxes.

(Marine): ”Dismount of your horses and out down your swords.”

The one in the front said, his voice a bit distorted from inside the armor, sounding strangely normal in volume despite his face being covered. Wolf nodded and looked at his companions as he dismounted.

They followed his steps, taking off their swords from their belts and throwing it to the ground. The metal soldier's face was covered, so a reaction wasn't possible for wolf to see.

(Marine): ”Follow me.”

He said, making a hand sign to his comrades. Five of them moved to take the horses and the rest escorted Wolf and his followers inside the fortress. Inside, he saw something unbelievable. An army, bigger than a few days ago.

Every single man and woman a soldier inside an armor, every single one armed with one of those weapons of mass killing that tore the monsters to shreds. He gulped. He was guided to one of the larger buildings in his vision, a building of strange shape to him, made solely of metal, with a dome-ish shape.

The door opened by itself as they approached. Inside, their escorts said:

(Marine): ”I will guide you to the Commander. Watch your tongue.”

He said, in a not threatening tone, still intimidating due the nature of his words. Wolf simply nodded. The other soldiers stayed behind, and Wolf followed the one who talked to a metal box that is surprisingly big.

The marine entered and waited for Wolf's followers to enter before pressing a button besides the open entrance. Metal doors slid and closed the entrance, and the whole room started to move upwards. Wolf and his man lost balance for a second, but the soldier in armor seemed fine.

After a few seconds, the room stopped, and the doors opened again. What was revealed is a large room with a long table where someone is sitting at the head.as wolf enters the room, he can make out the person sitting on the table. It's a boy, more specifically, a human boy.

Wolf holds back a frown, seeing a human. In the end, the negotiation mind end up badly for their side. Wolf and his companions stand in front of the table, and the marine behind them. The boy leans back in his chair and says:

(Vladmir): ”Sit.”

Wolf then sits in the chair opposite to the boy in the other end of the long table, and his companions sit on the chairs beside them.

(Vladmir): ”Well then, to the introductions. My name is Vladmir Grigori, I am the Supreme Commander of this army.”

He says, looking at Wolf with a meaningful stare. Surprisingly, he feels that this kid is dangerous. For some reason, ever cell of his body feels that he won't beat this kid no matter what happened.

(Wolf): ”H-hello. I'm Wolf, leader of the beastman town not far from here.”

(Vladmir): ”Welcome, Mister Wolf. Please, sit.”

When Vladmir said it, Wolf felt a pressure on his body, forcing him to sit on the opposite end of the table. The others with him also sat down, afraid and suffering from the same pressure. With that, the negotiations started.

(Vladmir's POV)

Strange… I felt this sensation when around the marines but chose to ignore that. But now, I sense the same thing with these beastman around. Yes… it's the presence of a weak mind. Although I don't consider myself a strong psychic, I have an affinity to bending minds.

The marines have weak minds, the pilots have stronger minds, but I can still get in their skulls if I try hard. The medics… I can't even get near their minds these girls are quite strong mentally. However, these guys… their minds are weak.

Not that they are stupid, but I can feel that they are more soldiers than thinkers. I'll try to use this at my advantage.

(Vladmir): ”Well then, Mister Wolf. What do I own your visit to my fortress?”