In the same ancient room that housed thousands of Celannicas diplomatic meetings in the past, only Reinhold Sepp, the Sentinel; and Hoshiko Mitsuko, the Overlord; along with a select few guards, were present for the upcoming meeting with the Strataric Premier. Despite the fact that they were meeting with the head of the state of a former SEPC nation responsible for assisting in the blockade of Celannica and the eventual devastating war with the SEPC, a thought that would normally outrage any and all Celans and Celanas alike, the two Imperial members managed to keep their emotions in check. It was partly due to their professionalism, and partly because it was something which a certain Minister failed to do so.
“So,” the Overlord started with a goblet filled with Crimson Rage in her hand.
“What results do you expect to come out of this… little meeting of ours?”
Shifting into a more comfortable position from his chair, the Sentinel flatly responded.
The best that we can hope to gain from a former SEPC nation is to secure a non-aggression pact with them. That filthy Communist state have mocked us multiple times before and obviously is plotting our demise."
With a chuckle and a sneer, the Imperator soon spoke out his private thoughts rather enthusiastically.
“Honestly, with the situation developing between Stratarin and Setzna, we may potentially see two equally vile dogs tearing into each other’s throats. Once they begin to suffocate from their own blood, we can swoop in and finished off what they started with us not so long ago.”
Taking only a moment to enjoy her beverage, the Overlord soon responded.
“While that is quite a pleasant fantasy, you must clearly remember our unfortunate situation in Chianski and Adumara. It’s the very sole reason why we even agreed to this meeting.”
The Sentinel only grunted in disappointment as he retreated to his thoughts.
"Perhaps,"the Overlord smirked,“When the inevitable comes, those Strataric folks might just prove to be a powerful ally.”
Before continuing any further, two people entered the room: an officer and a Stratric.
“Speak of the devil, look who just arrived.”