Trapped in Another World With No Magic

Chapter 112: Customs of Mattarglos, Round One

The shuttle lowers towards the ground as Daniel watches over the pilot golem's shoulder through the cockpit. Hekate squeezes under his arm to also try to look, cheering, "This is so exciting!"

"We've traveled a couple of times, haven't we?"

"Yeah, but this is different! We're arriving as honored guests! Look!" She points at the crowd visibly gathering. She adds sassily, "Also, the Empire didn't count."

"Your Grace, they don't seem to understand that we need space to land."

"Just ease down slowly, Ucahote. They'll figure it out."

Daniel watches the many gatonines, boruans, and shenwulves in the surprisingly large crowd. As the shuttle gets closer to the ground, he can see them moving, seemingly pulling each other back. "Landing zone clear, your Grace. Touchdown in three, two, one..." Daniel can feel the shuttle jostle as it settles on the ground. He pats Ucahote's shoulder, though he's still not sure if physical gestures mean anything to the golems. "Good work, as always, Ucahote. Once we're all clear, please return to the airship and remain on standby."

"It will be my pleasure to serve, your Grace. By your leave."

"Thank you." Daniel and Hekate leave the cockpit, and everyone else is stretching. They didn't have to ride in the shuttle for more than a few minutes, and it's nowhere near as uncomfortable as an Earth airline.

Daniel leads the way off of the shuttle and down the ramp, immediately looking at the roof of the shuttle. "Arachne? Are you alright?"

"Yes, Father." The massive, spider-like death knight relaxes her grip on the roof of the shuttle, carefully climbing down. This causes a murmur of awe to spread through the crowd, and some gasps of nervousness.

Daniel asked Xyreko to have a dress made for the death knight to look a little less intimidating, which helps. The light blue gown looks bulky and elegant on her massive frame, and contrasts nicely with her dark purple exoskeleton.

Hekate follows Daniel down the ramp, and then Doephluev. Both of them are wearing the newest outfit design Daniel had made. It consists of sheer leggings, white for Hekate and a bright red for Doephluev, and matching Mary Janes style shoes. The skirt is fairly simple, pleated and coming up over the blouse around the middle of the midriff, with two gold buttons roughly around the kidneys. The blouse is double-breasted and has a sort of crisp, military look, at least to Daniel's eyes, and two rows of gold buttons with small Fievegal sigils on them line either side of the front. The blouse is short-sleeved, and to accent the outfit, they're wearing matching separated cuffs that rest on their wrists like bracelets using an elastic band to stay in place. And, like the blouse and skirt, the gold buttons on the 'floating' cuffs have the small sigil of the Fievegal; a tiny emblem of Hekate's silhouette.

Doephluev also volunteered to wear decorative glasses, which gives her a surprisingly intelligent and officious look.

"Mine looks better," states Hekate as she wraps her arms around Daniel's forearm.

Doephluev snipes with a casual retort, "My Love made this style for me specifically, your Greatness."

The feldrok empress grits her teeth as she grumbles, especially when Doephluev reaches for Daniel's other arm. But, Reignleif swoops in swiftly to snatch his arm. She is wearing a slightly fancier white dress capped with her blue mantle, and she murmurs softly, "Mukori is kind. He has relaxed your leash, but you should still be respectful."

The archoneldwyn simply folds her hands in front of her abdomen, putting on her business smile. "Of course, your Grace."

Daniel's entourage forms up, with Neith circling wide to escort the group and keep a wide field of view while Roeta and Magnir blend in behind. The obvious eye-catcher is Arachne, which is intentional, and Daniel decides now is a good time for the Hekate game. "Joke's on all of you. Arachne's is the dress I wanted to design."