Army of the Damned

VOLUME 14 Chapter 2

With the morning leaving and the afternoon's fiery color painted the sky. The party was still ongoing. The food had changed from winter themed to summer themed. With most being crackers, apples, berries and even some cold drinks.

Some of the Elven servants had also changed their uniforms. The female ones no longer wear long sleeves and skirts, instead opting for shorter lengths and their hats being smaller and less laces on their uniforms while the coats of the male servants had now become more open, being allowed to unbutton it and having more slices in the sides and the back for ventilation.

Heavy was the air yet the moment Jackson caught a glimpse of the expressions of these high birth people, the lighter it all felt. His chest, no longer puffed as much nor did he put his chin up too much and his entire body, having a more normal posture as he took Alana to the heart of the flock.

As they joined the crowd, some of the Nobles approached Jackson and he stopped to talk to them. "Oh wow, nice Greatsword." The Nobleman with his pampered wig looks at the scabbard floating next to his shoulders and then to him. "My good man, that is a Longsword." Baffled with the reply, the Outworlder leaned into it and scratched his head as he held wine on his other hand. "Eh?"

Alana on the other hand had some of the women approach her. "My... Lady Minuit, what mascara are you using? Could we be able to buy some?" She first bows, her arm still intertwined with Jackson. "I apologize. But our makeup is not available anywhere else, I believe. You might need to import these products if you wish to use them." sad expressions then fill the women as Jackson gets another person to talk to.

A younger Noble with a floating quill and paper. With open arms, he smiles at the foreigner and with a calm and quant tone, in a yellow and orange ensemble talks to him. "Lord Jackson, I've heard from rumors that you are an Outworlder. Do you belong to the United Nations perhaps?" He looks around and then stares at the brown eyes of the man. "I am Lord Gravel Bon Verstandnis. My family involves itself in the making of enchanted paper and in the production and research of magic. Pleased to meet you."

For a few seconds, Jackson noticed the shot of Mana that's exuding from the pupils of the man and he nodded, and the quill immediately started writing on the floating piece of paper. "Then, what is the interest of the United Nations to us?" Before he answers, the General gets close to him and leans forward. "D-did you hear this from Sir Bannir?" with a silent reply, the Knight already knew what the answer was and facepalms. "Of course." sighing, the man stood straight up and looked him in the eyes. "So? It's not like I am hiding it anyways."

"I'd like to know what rank you hold. You seem to not be a mere grunt or a commoner." Jackson's hand then swishes forward, grabbing the floating quill. "General. Knight-General." letting go of the feather, he retreats his hand.

"May I ask though. With the rank you hold within the United Nations. Could you permit the transfer of technology? We are Humans, though from another world not yours. I am sure you know how much this will help us against the Elves whose technology is fifty to even hundreds of years in front of us."

"Everywhere I go, everyone seems to ask about our technology and machines. Understandable. But at least do it nicely like the Cardinal and the Financier." the young noble in his yellow outfit just staggers and reclaims his footing. "Of course, I do know about holding myself. But you must know, to learn that Humanity could reach the skies without the need of magic. That is no normal feat."

"I understand, but please know. We are trying to not destroy the learning process. We could hand you over a pair of F-Fifteens and after that, what then? The logistics, production of parts and electronics, training of pilots and the degree level knowledge they need to operate one." he lightly coughs and catches his breath. "We are trying to find a balance here. If we could be just Knights and Calvary. We would. But the weapons we wield, the edge they give us is just far too good to be left alone. Please understand, this is our final and only stance in terms of technology."