Deep inside the Underground Factory beneath Lake Zevar...
The facility lay 150 meters underground. Over decades, the Sison Kingdom had used alchemical machinery to carve a vast subterranean world out of the bedrock.
Standing here, it was almost impossible to tell that they were more than a hundred meters below the surface. Huge workshops, long corridors, and windows that simulated outdoor scenery made the place feel like an enormous building, easing the strain of living underground year after year.
Modi and the Golden Dragon Girl followed a member of the factory's public relations staff into the heart of the complex.
With Prince Biden's written authorization in hand, they passed through without hindrance and met Major General Parison, the man in charge of the entire Underground Factory, in his office.
Major General Parison was a lean, capable-looking middle-aged soldier with a thin mustache. He studied the man and woman across his desk with sharp eyes, then glanced down at Prince Biden's authorization.
The document was genuine. It had come from the Governor's Mansion in Stopol City, its seal was authentic, and it carried a trace of Psychic Energy that could not be forged.
Yet Major General Parison could not shake the feeling that something was wrong with these two. He had no evidence he could point to, though, so he could only follow procedure.
"You're here to inspect the Arm of the Machine God?" Major General Parison asked, handing back the authorization.
"Is there a problem?" Modi asked with a smile.
"Of course not." Major General Parison spread his hands. "But Professor Longdi is conducting a very important experiment right now. That old man has quite a temper. I suggest you wait until he's finished before going over. Even His Highness had to wait two hours on his last visit."
"Oh?