[A NEW WORLD] : A NEW ORDER

[A NEW WORLD] : A New Order (ch5 a bold new world)

“...Kelchek pushes further into the Malira continent, breaking the 1888 treat of Nia. Causing the Union League to enter a state of crisis. On other news, Fraüder Milan, plans on rebuilding th-” before the radio could continue, Milwan shuts it off as he continues to write down his report.

With the recent breaking of the 1888 treaty by Kelchekians, after the colonial wars and the losing of one of the Federation pride civilian cruisers, had him all too worried about the situation.

During the colonial wars, when all nations were still exploring out of their borders, and peace seemed never ending.

But it was only a matter of time before war began, each nations had differeating goals, and with their lust for more land, war was bound to happen. All it needed was a spark.

The war brought many new technologies, like bi planes which gave wyverns a run for their money, chemical warfare, and of course new medicines.

But it also brought new horrors, horrors that were foreign to all of them, yet still ended in a stalemate. And when the dust settles and fog cleared, all leaders agreed that it shouldn't happen.

So they split the world in half, with Malira acting as a buffer region and a DMZ no nation was allowed to enter.

Sure, the continent was basically overflowing with fresh, usable resources and most importantly, fresh Manacronia. But it was a pain in the ASS to station troops there, not only from the daily attacks from the natives and wildlife, but also the constant formations of heavy storms, earning it the nick name “The dark continent.” Thanks to the darkness that arises everytime a storm or typhoon was brewing.

But now, that the Kelchek made a grab for the continent, defying the treaty and shocky everyone. They couldn't just let them take over the whole continent.

Right now, several warships and transport vessels were preparing to embark with an expeditionary force, to establish a beach head so more of the Union League and Federal troops so they can get a slice of the continent themselves before the Kelchekians can take over the continent as a whole.

Milwan lays his hand down on his desk as he slowly gets up, making sure to arrange his glasses as he does and walks to the heavy double door in front of his office.

“Good afternoon, High Minister.” A pair of guards dressed in the formal army wear greets him with a chest salute and he quickly returns the guesture while walking.

He passes by several windows, and takes a moment to appreciate the beauty and wonderful architecture the capital has. He never really had time to stop and just look — but right now, he still doesn't have time, and he takes a deep breathe before continuing.

He continues to walk, the sound of his footsteps being dampened by the soft red carpet that slowly changes into hard marble, which also changes into hard stone as he nears his final destination. The outer court yard, where the convoy would be waiting for him.

…

He steps outside of his presidential palace, the morning sun’s warmth immediately greeting him, paired with the smooth, cold air the rushes past him. In front of him, steam powered cars await him, with his severents next to them.

Of course, the steam powered engines were one of the best, as recently the dwarfs have opened up the market for their finest engines. And the Federation was all to egear to replace their own h
olding engines, but also to be able to inspect the engines and, soon, possibly copy and develop their own for the market and use.

“Pleasent morning to you sir.” A severent says as he nears the car.

The servent opens to car door and he steps into the car’s well decorated interior. He nods and the servent closes the door.