The American In Another World
Chapter 72: Esperanto
March 11, 1640
Washington DC
President Lee yawned while sipping his morning coffee, trudging toward his office. After arriving at the door, he heard his name being called from the end of the hallway — a faint sound that slowly became louder as his brain woke up.
“Mr President! Mr President!” Steven ran towards her, paper in hand.
“Steven? What'sthat?" Lee asked, one foot is already at the door. "Is this about Annonrial?"
Gasping for breath, Steven explained, “Benua Grameus has a human civilization. A drone sent by the expedition discovers a small walled country that will face attack by enemy forces. Expedition commander requests permission to help!”
“Sial, it's still a month before the operating schedule. What team do we put there?” Lee showed real concern on his face, sincerely hoping the number of troops was large enough to allow help.
“USS America and her bodyguards, along with a small contingent from the Army. Ambassador Meyer is also present.”
Lee heaved a sigh of relief, “Oh, that's more than enough! What are they dealing with?”
“Master, drone footage shows small wild beasts, similar to the ones we encountered in Topa and in Calamique, numbering in the hundreds. It is not known how many more monsters there are, due to the limited number of drones and the sparse range of satellites in the region.”
"So so. Give them my permission. Have Meyer make contact through manacomm. If the locals allow it, the Thirty-First Marine Expeditionary Unit will have to set up an advanced operations base there after securing the area, ”command Lee. Since the Grameus expedition was now about to begin a month early, he wanted to prepare the logistics for easier exploration and survey once the main scientific units arrived.
"On it, sir."
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Esperanto Kingdom
In the heart of the Capital District stands a magnificent castle with post-medieval architecture. It was surrounded by a moat and a stone wall that spanned several floors high, built to prevent ferocious beasts from wandering in the Gramean wilderness. Unlike most castles built with luxury in mind, this one was built for protection. Passing through the layers of defense, one person sat in the middle of it all: King Esperanto.
"Your Majesty, I have received an urgent report from an outpost outside Kals District," a knight in golden armor knelt before the king, his red robe gently drifting to the ground.
The sound of knight armor resounded throughout the room while Esperanto braced himself for the bad news. "What news did they bring, Mortes?"
Subduing his face, he reluctantly played his role as a messenger, “The outpost scout saw Archdemon Darkshield again. This time, he had gathered an army of a thousand goblins and a hundred orcs, along with ten orc kings and one demon knight. Their campground is located on the other side of Kenshiva Valley.”
The news shocked the king. He placed his hands on his feet, fusing his hands together as he leaned forward. “This assembly is unprecedented.. Has the garrison of Kals been notified?”.
“Yes, Your Grace. They asked for reinforcements.”
King Esperanto nodded. If the Kals District fell, the kingdom would lose a significant agricultural exporter, along with twenty thousand inhabitants. He had not expected the troops lowered by Darkshield to be strong enough to destroy the district, but he was worried about the potential for a diversion attack. Other scout reports had recorded the presence of over a hundred demon knights under the command of Darkshield. The enemy used his kingdom's silent position and lack of intelligence to his advantage, cleverly utilizing the fog of war to confuse and confuse the defenders. King Esperanto will not let the enemy of mankind win. “Gather a hundred people to act as front scouts. Send them in pairs and equip them with signal beacons; deploy them on our north and south sides. Send a thousand men straight to Kals District and get ready to reinforce our artillery forces there. Deploy each one of the thousand people to the city of the second layer Hurst and Trost. If our scouts detect an invasion from the north or south, they will serve as a quick reinforcements. If the northern and southern borders are clear, they can strengthen the district of Kals.”
“Excellent strategy, Your Grace. I'll make sure soon!” Mortes got up and saluted, his armor clinking as he did so.
As he turned to leave, the door of the room opened. Two guards held the door for the sweaty and tired courier, who hurriedly ran in. Amidst the sound of the door closing, he gasped for breath. "Your majesty!" He quickly knelt down.
“This seems urgent. Speak, ” said King Esperanto, grimacing slightly and preparing for more bad news.
“Foreign humans and unknown animals have appeared at the southern border! I've never seen a strange tool like this before!”
King Esperanto and Sir Mortes shared shocked expressions. "Man?" Mortes asked. “Never have we seen a human other than ourselves roaming the outside world.” He faced the king, expressing his concern, "This could be a fraudulent attempt by Darkshield."
Esperanto considered this possibility. "Is there anything else in your report?"
"Yes, Your Majesty!" The messenger exclaimed. “They claim to have arrived from the base in the Kingdom of Topa. Their magnates explained that they are from a country called the United States; they want to make contact with us and if possible, provide assistance against hordes of monsters.”
“Land Topa... That's where the Star God Envoy defeated the demons. That's where the Alliance takes root! It's possible that they've managed to defend the defense of the world ever since, though I don't know why they haven't found us. I think they have fallen because of this. Mortes recalls the teachings of an old legend, and how the Kingdom of Esperanto was founded by brave souls who marched with the Great Heroes of the Old Age to finally kill Nosgorath. Apparently, the founders of Esperanto were unable to make the full journey, and were forced to return. Unable to find their way back to the land of Topa, they settled in the Gramean wilderness. At first, they maintain the hope that the Alliance will find them, but over time begin to believe that somehow, they have been annihilated.
King Esperanto asked, “Did these outsiders say more about their origins?”
“I'm not sure, Your Honor. I was sent as soon as the contact was made, ” replied the messenger.
Esperanto and Mortes developed little suspicion after hearing the claims. Before making any orders, Esperanto asked further, "And what kind of 'tool' is this?"
The messenger shrugged, not knowing where to start. “I... These tools don't look like monsters or beasts I've ever seen. They look steel-coated with metal, or made purely of metal. Some of them bear a resemblance to the tanks used by the Envoy, although I cannot say more because I have not studied the ancient texts. I'm sorry for the lack of information, Your Honor. ”
Intrigued by his comparison to the tank, Esperanto stood. “Your information is very helpful, good messenger.” He then turned to Mortes, "General, let's see what these people are saying."
Mortes wanted to protest, still worried that the appearance of these strangers at this terrible time was some kind of elaborate ruse. However, he could not deny the importance of the power from Topa being armed with the artifacts from the Envoy himself, nor could he change the king's mind. "As you wish, Your Majesty."
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Dozens of marines and diplomatic staff sat outside the large walls of isolated human settlements, leaning on vehicles and discussing current events as they awaited a response.
"Looks kind of familiar, huh?" Baker pointed at the wall with his thumb. The walls are arranged in a uniform circle, except for a small district jutting out. "Let's hope we're not eaten by some giant, man."
“Titan,” correction Nakamoto. “And bro don't remind me,” he said sadly, “I'm so excited for season 4, and then Transference should go and separate us from Japan! Now how can I know what happens next, reading that damn manga?”
"Assuming the manga is even backed up on our servers .." Baker said.
Nakamoto crossed his arms, shaking his head. "Don't bring shit, asshole."
Baker grinned and shrugged.
“By the way,” Nakamoto changed the topic of conversation, “I think we should have already established contact with them. Don't we have manacomm?”
"We are willing," a voice answered behind them.
A bunch of familiar faces approached Baker and Nakamoto.
“Moah, I didn't know you were coming. And Gai! How is Elei?” Baker smiled.
“It was a last minute setting,” Moah explained. “We are here to provide local expertise and help using manacomm.”
"Elei is fine," Gai replied, grinning like an idiot. “I uh... How do you Americans say... 'applause' every day?”
They share the laughter of Gai's wealth. "Atta boy," Baker praised his friend, hitting him on the back.
After a short reunion, Moah returned to the topic discussed, “Manacomm works well, but there seems to be no receiver. This solution does not seem to have such technology.”
"Well" Nakamoto commented.
“There is no manacomm, so that means they are isolated from the rest of civilization all this time? Who knows how long they have been staying here. ”Baker commented.
Moah replied, "I think this could be the missing Demon Exterminator Force, led by Commander Esperanto." He explained the situation further, providing context to the catastrophic events that preceded the relative security of modern Elysia.
“Info it can be very useful. Have you told the Ambassador?” Baker asked.
"I have." Moah's eyes caught a glimpse of a gate opening in the distance. "It looks like we'll find out if these people are really from Esperanto's army."
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King Esperanto observed the foreigners and tools below from the fortress. Above, strange little machines floated in the air, no bigger than a bird. They were buzzing like insects, though not moving at all. Below, large metal carriages were waiting in rows, men standing beside them. When he checked the vehicles, he recalled the description of the messenger and deemed it appropriate. The long muzzle machine is very similar to the magic photos of tanks documented in the archives and the carriage-like objects are similar to the transport vehicles once used by the Envoy. The main difference between archived artifacts and machines currently outside the gate is technology: these machines look much more advanced than the old ones. Surprisingly, the flag mounted on the vehicle also looked very familiar.
Esperanto looked to his right, "Mortes, what do you think?"
"It wasn't a joke" he admitted. “I will still be wary of their intentions and origins, but look at this myself; see their people interacting with each other, all that makes me want to believe that they are really the power of the land of Topa, sent to help us.”
Esperanto nodded, “Maybe so. The garrison commander told me about the conversation that took place after the envoy was sent. One of these parties was an elf, who came from the Topa Kingdom. Looks like it was him there, ”he pointed to a blond man wearing armor that stood out from the chaotic camouflage pattern of the other man. “And it seemed like another man, dressed in that dirty green, was carrying a weapon. If they're friendly, they might be able to solve our problems. The race must have been very advanced when we were isolated. ”
That's possible, Your Honor, Mortes agrees.
“I will greet them personally,” Esperanto said.
"Your majesty? I'll have to ask you to reconsider.
“If this is really a search squad from Topa, then I should welcome them myself. We also lack qualified representatives; who better to represent our people than myself?” Esperanto deflects Mortes' concerns.
“Alright, Your Majesty. Let me out first. ”
The king agreed and went down to the wall. "Let's see what these people are saying," he said as he stepped out, Mortes walked beside him.
He approached a man in a suit and an elf. “Foreigns from Topa, I am King Esperanto, ruler of the Kingdom of Esperanto. State your intentions here.
The man in tune stepped forward and introduced himself. “I'm Ambassador Meyer of the United States. We are here to help.”
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