1781 Hook, Line and Sinker!
Squinting his eyes with a slight smile on his lips, Landon happily watched the group of burly Men walk out of the woods, heading his way.
Although only 10 walked out, he was certain he and the others must be surrounded.
As Dorothy from the Wizard of Oz always says: Todo, I don't think we are in Kansas anymore.
Now they were on foreign land meeting foreign people.
But so what? They were here for peace and nothing else.
So long as they play their cards right, they have nothing to fear.
Landon smiled brightly within the chopper.
Everyone else was standing outside except for him and 3 others.
They allowed the lights from their aircrafts to illuminate the space, so their visitors could see better.
'What strange but magnificent clothing.'
Tacholla was taken aback by what he saw the closer he came.
What an amazing display of knitting!
From eye view alone, he could tell their clothes must be very warm yet very practical.
Their clothes were so finely made that even he had to marvel at the handwork he saw.
But maybe the most shocking matter was the giant metal beast beside them.
Metal beasts?
This was the first they had seen, talk less of hearing of such things.
The soldiers and Marines calmly and respectfully gave way, gesturing to the main chopper at the center of their formation.
Tacholla didn't hear them speak but their humble demeanor and actions told him the true commander was either standing behind the giant metal beasts at the center, or...
Eh?
That's not right…
Could it be that they expect him to talk to the giant metal beast?
(?~?)
Just when Tacholla was still contemplating on who he was to speak to, the door of the main chopper slowly opened, and out came a dashing young man with a vibrant smile.
Right off the bat, Tacholla could tell he wasn't the scheming type.
Although a majority of Marvin's were straightforward, there were always a handful of overly scheming people that kept popping out now and then.
So although they were overall a peaceful bunch they had their fair share of Mirvans, trying to fight their way to the throne once in a while.
Did you know that several times, some Mirvans even go as far as trying to fool the public into thinking they were the ones chosen by the Heavens to be the next heirs?
In life, there is no place that is completely free of crime.
It's just impossible for humans to be without conflicts.
It's just that in Mirvanna, the majority of people are not scheming.
Tacholla would go as far as saying that over 97% of people were straightforward while the rest were always trying to cook something up.
So yes…
Looking at Landon, he didn't get any weird auras or vibes from him.
You can tell when someone is trying to force a friendly atmosphere around them.
For Landon, the air around him was very natural and happy.
You can tell that he is also an easygoing person with a sharp edge to him.
This was his Tacholla's first impression of the smiling man who appeared before him in a fiery orange-red camouflage getup.
Everyone else around him was wearing green camouflage but his attire was different.
His attire also had more stripes and visible sewn-in decorations compared to the rest.
'His status must not be low.' Tacholla said to himself, waiting for the vibrant man to approach him.
And what shocked him the most was that the man spoke their language so well that it almost seemed as if he was a native.
"Greetings, great Monarch of Mirvanna. I am his majesty Landon Barn, ruler of my great Baymardian Empire."
Tacholla and everyone else's eyes jumped when hearing his words.
Monarch? He was monarch?
Are Monarchs so jovial nowadays in the outside world?
Landon's smile couldn't help growing bigger. "Your Majesty, we bring you gifts of food, gadgets, everyday goods, and medical supplies to treat illnesses that plague your people."
"I'm sure you might be skeptical of our cause, but in time you will see that what we want in return is peace."
"Peace you say?" Tacholla chuckled, with a cold glint in his eyes.
"Indeed, that might be true, but until we have verified your intentions I'm afraid you'll have no choice but to obey our laws while in our home."
Taking a deeper step forward, Tacholla allowed his mighty body to loom over Landon in an intimidating manner.
"Tell me, boy… do you know the havoc and chaos you and your people have caused with your presence?"
Do you know how much panic has now spread across the Capital city? Talk less of the other terrified that might have seen him and his flying carriages flying by.
Yes.
Although his brain was refusing to believe it he had no choice but to admit that the outside world now has flying carriages.
Who knows… maybe it's pretty normal for them.
This also made him suddenly fearful, that one day, evil visitors might also come in just like this group.
And when that happens what do they do?
They had no inventions that could stop such flying carriages from intruding on their lands.
In just under a second, Tacholla's mind spun crazily, knowing that their people must quickly advance their technology too.
In truth, the moment Landon stepped out of the chopper Tacholla understood that he needed Landon, no matter how much he tried to deny it.
For one, he wanted information about the outside world.
It was paramount that he knew what was going on right now in the world!
.
Raising his head to meet Tacholla's eyes, Landon couldn't help grinning despite Tacholla's intimidating stance.
"Yes, we did cause a ruckus when coming in, but we also brought enough gifts to make it up… Believe me, you will want our gifts."
"Food, clothing, essentials, gadgets, medical suppl-"
"Hold on, did you say medical supplies?!"
Landon nodded knowingly. "Yes, medical supplies."
The ones good enough to treat your son!
