“You said there is an Infernal on that Planet? And that this Heclan threatened to kill him before a much stronger Infernal showed up right?”
“That is the assumption we are working with Grandfather. It is not confirmed if the City Lord is also an Infernal.”
“No…he definitely is. You said someone called him a Patriarch, right?”
“Yes.”
“This is big. The Union will undoubtedly take a hit for this since they will never forgive such a slight. Not one that was directed at a growing Patriarch. This is above your head for now Little Saiha, so do not worry about it.
“I will leave it to you to determine suitable compensation.
“Don’t go groveling but do your best to maintain good relations with him. We will be selling the information that there is an Infernal here, so other nearby factions will likely be showing up. Don’t let them get ahead of you.”
“Understood Grandfather.”
“Remember Saiha. We want to maintain relations, but we do not fear an altercation with them. Don’t lower yourself. Oh, and before I forget. Heclan. Punish him.”
After saying that, Grandfather disconnected the call…He wants me to punish Heclan huh. I have something in mind.
Heh…this Planet won’t be boring after all.
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POV Elder Zal
“The Mavelia Merchant Union? What did those greedy fools do to earn your ire?”
“They threatened to kill our Young Patriarch.”
“I see…Unacceptable. A price will be paid.”
“Good.”
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POV Raizen
“Patriarch, people are here to see you.”
“Come in.”
I watched on as Frian opened the door, and two people walked in. One of them a woman, and the other one caused a frown to appear on my face.
“Not him. Leave. Now.”
Perhaps I was being a bit childish, but why would I want to sit here and pretend this person didn’t threaten to kill me? If that was a part of the training, then I would fail for today.
My statement caused the woman to pause for a moment, before looking at back him and nodding. The man nodded towards and did the same to me before calmly walking out of the conference room.
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I thought for a second to add on that he should leave the City, but this is fine for now.
Once more before Frian could close the door, Mr. White came and left some tea for us. Does he just constantly keep a pot of hot water on the stove? He’s really good at this.
“Thank you, sir.”
“Thank you, Mr. White.”
Both the woman and I gave Mr. White his thanks and he departed with a smile. At least she said thanks.
Honestly, I wasn’t sure what to say at this point, so I decided to take a sip of tea. When I placed the cup back on the table the woman decided to speak.
“It is nice to meet you, City Lord. My name is Saiha, and I am sent here as a representative of the Mavelia Merchant Union.”
“Nice to meet you as well. I’m assuming your friend told you that no one else would be coming to this meeting?”
“Yes, he explained everything that took place on his previous visit to your City. The Mavelia Merchant Union extends their fullest apologies. This is just a token of an apology that we could prepare on such short notice.
“A more impactful apology will be presented at a later date.”
I watched as she calmly placed a ring on the table, then gave it a gentle push that caused it to slide towards me, coming to a stop just in front of my teacup.
I wanted to take a look inside of it, but I’ll hold back for now. There will always be time to look later.
Back to what she said…I didn’t miss the fact that she called it my City. I wonder if it would be safe to assume that she said it on purpose.
…She probably did. I’ve seen enough movies to know that discussions like this are battles themselves. Not that I’m particularly good at such things.
“Thank you. I will take a look later. Is there anything else I could help you with Saiha?”
If she felt bothered by my speech she didn’t show it on her face. Which was extremely human-like. But just like Heclan, something was…off. Only that I quite put my hands on it this time. At first glance she appeared to be a typical ginger. Maybe like someone from Ireland perhaps. Not sure.
Though that was only at first glance…a second or a third glance would show that she’s definitely not Irish. She seemed like what she would be if Human beings evolved into higher versions of themselves. Like Human+ or Human 2.0.
Not sure how else to put it.
“Apart from the Union’s apology. I would also like to extend one of my own. It was on my order that Heclan came here. Of course, the things that transpired were not a part of his orders.
“Instead, he was instructed to engage in friendly relations and potentially begin discussions of trade. I would like to continue this discussion in his stead.”
Hm, yeah that would have been a favorable discussion, I think. Trade is a necessity between any two communities. Especially in this new life we’re in.
But…something is bothering me.
“Sure, we can do that, but where is the City Lord of your City? In fact, what is the name of your City?”
For this entire discussion she has yet to mention anything about the humans who should be living in her City. I’m not a human, but I am very much from Earth, and It bothers to think that this Mavelia Merchant Union, is already treating it as if they own a piece of Earth.
Yeah, the more I think about it. The more I don’t like it.
Earth should be in the hands of the people of Earth.
I can see how that is very idealistic of me, but it just feels right.
“I see. I apologize. The name of the City is the ‘New Earth Union’, and its City Lord is Ronnie Johnson. Is it same to assume you would be more comfortable to have a Native join all future discussions?”
“A native huh…your friend mentioned you have part ownership of the City. What does that mean?”
“It means we own a part of the City. As stated in the contract we agreed upon to build the City.”
“I see…then please leave. I think I would like to meet with the City Lord before I decide on anything else.”
The woman paused as she looked at me.
There were no expressions on her face that might indicate how she was feeling.
She just stared for a few moments, in awkward silence before finally responding.
“I understand, I will make sure to incorporate the City Lord of our City in future discussions. If you’ll excuse me.”
And with that she stood up and left.
I didn’t bother walking her out.
Hm…
It seems things are going to get pretty interesting soon enough.
Before I could settle into my thoughts about how it all went down, I once again found myself in the tan training room.
“Get in position.”
I listened.
“Zhakir.”
And the thrusting began once more.
Sigh
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