GATE: Journey in the New World Vol I

Arc 2: An Immediate Beginning

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Arc 2: A City, A Diplomacy & A Dragon

An Immediate Beginning

"It's a pleasure to meet you General Hanzama!"

He couldn't recall how many times he had heard the phrase. In fact, it seemed almost every day that he had been hearing the same greeting every time unique visitors would enter his office and extend their own gratitudes towards him.

The man wearily smiled.

"Is this how being a Hero feels like?"

The thought ran through his mind as the Japanese General entertained the recent visitor in front of him, who was revealed to be a Beastkin or a Demi-Human of origin.

Some kind of muscular and hunky wolf-man, donning an ancient-like battle attire along with a short cape on his back.

"Hanzama-san, this is Chief Arnou, of the Lichen Wolfbeast tribe hailing from the Northern Lands."

There was something unique and different about the names of the locals here. A kind of enigmatic aura that manifests itself simply by the manner in which they introduced themselves. As for this large Demi-Human, his identity, life, and culture are clearly visible through his clothing. The rest of the staff was used to seeing how these locals dressed, but they couldn't stop themselves from bringing up their cameras and secretly taking pictures.

A certain glasses-wearing Yanagida said as the man introduced the latter to one of the heads of the coalition. Soon enough, He gestured towards a nearby staff to prepare the tapes, as this would eventually produce valuable Information, and so the man had pressed the small button as the tape began to record the conversation.

General Hanzama smiled as he quickly shook hands with the wolf chief before gesticulating towards the chair.

"Feel free to take a seat, Chief Arnou," he said.

"Thank you, General!"

The man then cleared his throat.

"So, sir, what brings you here?" the Japanese General inquired. The same words he'd been saying for the past few hours since arriving at work.

The wolf chief chuckled and a thankful expression emerged from him.

"I am just here to personally thank you for saving and helping my tribe." He explained." If it weren't for your Green Men, we wouldn't have made it past the river." He went on to say." And we wouldn't have survived long dealing with those cursed creatures."

General Hanzama nodded in understanding as a small smile swept across his lips.

The term "Men In Green or Green Men" had already risen in popularity amongst the locals in the region at least. Day by day, numerous groups which consist of tribes, displaced villagers, and the occasional merchants, who just want to protect and preserve their livelihoods, often found themselves stumbling upon a mysterious and iron fortress in a middle of a forgotten land.

"I am aware of it, Chief Arnou," he replied. "Even our men, who had reported the case, were definitely shocked and horrified that such creatures existed." He added his own comment, expressing his desire to learn more about these beings.

The Wolf Chief nodded.

"Yes, the creatures your men encountered were once humans themselves," he explained. "Peaceful farmers and villagers who had turned to vengeance to kill those responsible for destroying their lives." He paused, recalling countless stories passed down from his ancestors.