816 Ater's Messengers
Perfect decorum.
No one uttered a single word as they witnessed the two humans introduce themselves.
Perhaps it was because they understood that underestimating them would lead to no positive outcome. The mere fact that they were able to approach the Senate so quietly had to mean they could bypass all the security measures and protocols that had been put in place throughout the building.
Even now, with them being in the meeting hall, none of the defense protocols were activating.
Why?
The Dwarves didn't even know they were present until they heard their voices.
Just how sneaky were they? How long had they been in the hall? They couldn't answer those questions, and so much more, which made them quietly stare at the boy and girl.
All the Leaders had one thought in their head.
'Who are they, really?!'
"We come with a message from Ater, Presiding Chief of the Giants. The last time a letter was sent, you killed one of his messengers, so I'd advise you to be a lot less impatient with your decisions this time." This time, it was the boy who spoke.
He had a letter with him, and a bright smile on his handsome face.
The Dwarves were still recoiling from confusion—particularly Councilman Frank.
He had indeed been informed of Giants who approached the walls with a letter from a certain "Ater", but he just assumed that there was no such person, and that the Giants were merely seeking another way to attack.
He remembered being amused by the rather unique choice of the Giants, but he didn't think anything more about it before telling his subordinates to attack with full force.
'S-so... Ater was real?!'
A bead of sweat fell from Councilman Frank's face immediately.
In a way, all of this war and mayhem was his fault. If he had just listened to the Giants back then, accepting their letter of goodwill... perhaps things wouldn't have escalated to such a level.
'Fuck! This is bad!' He stared at his fellow Dwarven Leaders, but it seemed none of them had thought of things to that point.
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'A-ah!' One look at the two humans told him that he wasn't out of the woods just yet.
Still... what he was asking for was too much!
"You make valid points. It's true we have been outdone by this Ater person..." The person who spoke was the Leader of the Scientific and Technological Advancement Sector.
He tilted his goggles as he spoke.
"However, he made one small oversight. He sent just the two of you to deliver his letter. Do you really think we'll let you walk out of here after coming into our territory like this?"
~DRRRRIIIINNNGGG!!!~
That very instant, a blaring alarm spread within the massive hall, with bright red lights filling the air.
In a flash, several machineries appeared all over the room—specifically Drones and Automatons.
"We can just capture you two and use you as leverage." The crazy Dwarf grinned.
"A hostage situation, eh?" "Exactly!" He turned towards the boy who spoke. "Or are you saying this Ater person doesn't care about your lives? In that case, should you really be working for him?"
At this point, the two humans looked at each other with barely contained grins.
"Well... he does care about our lives. Despite putting us through all kinds of things, he has made it clear that he will protect us from any harm that would kill us."
"T-then... that means you're valuable! Hahaha!" The Dwarf grinned maniacally, ordering his machines to close in on the two.
"Fools! You should have pretended to be dispensable!"
As he laughed, with the other Leaders—particularly Frank—still conflicted about what to do, Justin and Belle retained their aloof expressions.
"Why, though?" This question from the blond girl caused the Dwarven Leader to cease laughing, slightly confused by their overly calm demeanor.
"You Dwarves don't stand a chance against us. If you did, Ater wouldn't have told us to deliver the message.
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