"Welcome, Saine Mage of the Wizard Civilization, to the Cybertron Star Region." The Decepticon stepped forward, spreading his arms as he spoke to Saine, who was still aboard the space airship.
Only then did Saine finally step out of the airship. He scrutinized the dozen or so Intelligent Robots before him for a long while before revealing a faint smile. "I thought the Decepticon leader would send me directly to Cybertron Planet for a face-to-face discussion. Why are we meeting in a place like this instead?"
Facing Saine's question, the Decepticon replied neither humbly nor arrogantly, "Cybertron Planet is a Mechanical Planet closely monitored by the Galente Federation. Meeting you directly there, Saine Mage, would make it very easy for the Galente Federation to notice us."
"By then, it would pose a tremendous threat both to your safety, Saine Mage, and to the safety of us Intelligent Robots who have already awakened intelligence," the Decepticon replied.
Both were Level-6 Creatures, yet Saine could clearly sense that this Decepticon before him had far more backbone than the Ghost Crow King he had dealt with some time ago.
It did not display even the slightest fawning or inferior attitude just because Saine represented the Wizard Civilization.
Even when it had previously taken the initiative to contact the Wizard Civilization, the Decepticon had tried its utmost to stand on equal footing, hoping to obtain the Wizard Civilization's aid.
Perhaps before its designer and maker created this immensely powerful Intelligent Robot, they had never considered adding instructions such as "weakness" or "compromise" to its preset programming.
Saine nodded and, led by the Decepticon, headed deeper into the artificial satellite.
Most regions of Cybertron Planet were not places suitable for humans or lower life forms to survive.
The simplest vacuum environment alone had already cut