I'm the King Of Technology

With their military attire on, everyone stood sharp, waiting for their guests to arrive. 

The skies were only black but that didn't mean their guests wouldn't be coming in strong. 

Tick-Tock, Tick-Tock. 

The clock was ticking, and the sounds of nature were breathing heavily down their necks. 

Birds, wildlife, grass, and even the branches seemed to speak as their sounds echoed across the silent night. 

Landon and his gang stayed in waiting for almost 3 hours before he heard the sounds of thundering hooves coming from afar.

Well, his hearing was quite sharper compared to the average person's, so he could hear the powerful lunges these strange horses carried in their hooves. 

And when they got close the Mirvans dismantled from their horses, crouching down and moving in stealth mode with their weapons at hand. 

Unlike the rest of the world, they hardly needed any camouflage since their green skin tone blended well with nature.

Tacholla whistled like a pigeon, giving out his signal for the masses to hear. 

And immediately, several people climbed up the trees like raccoons, poking their heads between the sturdy leaves to take a closer look. 

Quickly! Quickly! What do you see? 

Many were anxious as hell, waiting for the scouts to say the word. 

With their heads throbbing and their hands tightening around their weapons, several people looked at the scouts who jumped down with anxious faces. 

Well, what is it? 

Did you find their location? 

The scouts all nodded heavily, with a mixture of confusion flashing through their eyes. 

"My Ruler, these beasts are here with strange pale-face people… the type drawn in the ancient paintings."

Boom!

Another chaotic explosion went off in everyone's mind when listening to the scouts. 

WHAT?

Pale-face people? 

Their ancient ancestors had spoken of a period deep in the past when the Gods sent out one of them to do a special mission across the world. 

This person sent out was one of their founding Monarchs, who created the spear Tacholla was holding. 

He was a great man blessed with godly abilities. 

It was because of his aid that they, humans, were able to put up a strong fight while in here. 

And of course, when he returned to Mirvanna, he also brought in technology and ideas from the outside world that aided them in advancing to a certain level. 

Do you think they would have called their central city, the Capital city if not for outside influence? 

Words like Monarch, royalty and so on weren't originally how they called their Rulers. 

Even now, they still prefer calling Tacholla Ruler rather than saying monarch. Only a few call Tacholla your Majesty.

Nonetheless, their founding monarch still emphasized educating them as much as he could because even if they don't use the common titles and words the outside world is familiar with, they should still be able to understand it's menacing so they don't get looked down on. 

This was his true wish. 

Why? Because their founding monarch has always believed that one day, Mirvanna will somehow have contact with the outside world. 

And when that day comes, his people must not look like Barbarians and Savages. 

Indeed, he tried his best, taking ancient boat designs from the outside world and many other ancient and crude ideas that started Mirvanna's technological age. 

Although Mirvanna has grown too slowly in terms of technology, its current state wasn't all that bad. 

The only thing worth taking note of was that even though their ships were ancient, they developed their own method of shooting giant arrows at the many giant sea creatures in their waters.

Unlike the rest of the world which had calmer waters around their coastlines, the same couldn't be said for these Mirvans. 

So of course they advanced in ship defense way faster than the rest of the world. 

If the Morgs saw their current ship defenses, their jaws would drop down and their eyes would flash with constant greed at the stunning display. 

Even Penelope's ships and the ships belonging to the UN ally Empires would marvel at the sight of these defenses. 

In truth, these Mirvans were the first people to create siege weapons in this world. 

But because they weren't going anywhere and wouldn't be spreading their technology, the system had only alerted Landon when the first siege weapons were made in the outside world. 

It was strange to say that the Morgs created Siege weapons a year or 2 ago but these Mirvans had siege weapons for the past 700 years. 

Forgive them, but when always fighting with giant monsters do you expect them to keep using their teenie-tiny arrows that were like toothpicks piercing into the skin of these giant monsters? 

Sorry, they had to get creative. 

Know that Morgany has only developed Ballistas that shot giant arrows, but they have developed catapults Landon has never heard of before that could shoot 3 giant boulder stones all at once. 

 Yes, they might be backward in terms of agriculture, art, craftsmanship and so many other factors… but at least they prevailed in this world when it came to siege weapons. 

…

Everyone had a dumbfounded look when staring at the scouts. 

(@0@)

What do you mean by saying pale-face people were here? 

The scouts didn't know what else to say. 

Although it's pitch black now, the Moon's reflected light on these people told the scouts they should be pale-face. 

After all, their faces didn't reflect light the same way they would have if their faces were green. 

So his conclusions, although shocking, were very rational. 

You look at me, I look at you. 

You look at me, I look to the Ruler. 

Everyone couldn't help looking at each other with heavy expressions before finally settling their gaze on their Ruler. 

For a moment they all released collective sighs, knowing there were humans around to control those giant flying beasts. 

But this still didn't make them relax their guard since they didn't know if these pale faces came in peace. 

"Your Majesty, what are your orders?"

A strange light flickered through Tacholla's eyes when recalling all the words the scouts said. 

"Surround their camp, and prepare for the inevitable, though I don't think we will be needing it."

Tacholla chuckled. 

So they waved at his scouts? 

Then doesn't it mean they are expecting them?