Dangerous wars

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– We need your element, which is why you came here, – Kaaran said.

– Not an element, but elements. Yes, they are in our spaceship and some of them are in our capsules, but to give them to you means to leave us without everything, – Tomaka said.

– You are already without, now, without everything, and nothing prevents me from killing you, – Kaaran threatened.

– I understand that you need the elements, but our pods are hidden and covered with invisible shields, you can't find them, and your equipment can't get to our ship, so it's not profitable for you to kill us.

– Ok, then you, become our prisoners, please go out, – said Tomake, already displeased Kaaran.

– I can come with you, – Timba joked.

Kaaran didn't know Timba's humor, so he didn't understand it.

Tomaki's crew left the MEEP, under the supervision of a convoy. Everyone reached the military escort ship, settled in it, and went to the base, the mountain city of the Emperor Maront.

It took about an hour of flight, local time, and then, over a huge platform, spaceships began to land, among which was the one where Tomaki's crew was. Half an hour later, all the military personnel were drawn up in two lines, like a security fence, from the hatch of the escort ship to the hangar gate, which had already been opened long ago.

The arrested, "voluntarily", in handcuffs, were led between two lines of soldiers, in the direction of the hangar, who stood in white military clothes and closed, white helmets, with black and armored glasses. This brought a strange smile to Tomaki's face.

The hangar was completely empty, except for a huge black square in the center of the white room.

Space Commander Kaaran, Tomaki's crew, and several other escorts stood in the center of the square. The floor immediately became an elevator, with protective handrails at the edges, a control screen, and a computer consultant, in the form of a man, on solid glass. Space Commander Kaaran entered a code on the control screen and turned to the glass, saying to the smiling man on the same screen, – To the hall of justice.

– Your identity is confirmed and the command will be executed, – the man on the screen replied, and the black square fell neatly down into the void there, and through the air channel, under the dim light from the gloom, carried everyone to the hall of justice. If there is an entrance, then you can find an exit, so here, in the hall of justice, there was the same black square, it has now changed to a replaceable state and instead of it, there was another one, which was sent here by a man, from a glass screen.

– Good technology, for an extinct civilization, – Timba said, looking around at what they saw.

The hall of Justice was a large room. In the center, as it is already clear, there was a black square, but everything else was done in the style of mixed eras. There were also statues of warriors a hundred times the normal height of people, apparently defenders of good, frozen at the moment of battle, with no smaller size devils and demons seducing the forces of good. And broken, stone, and somewhere iron columns, lay against the walls, the general picture of which, beat a thin blade on the nerves, showing that death and chaos are always near. Two of the walls were closer to the black square, and two were farther away, creating a certain perimeter. And now, in one of the far walls, there was a stone throne, gray with cracks. From the ceiling behind him, the canvases descended, not man-made and frozen in time, the top of which went into invisible blackness.

Many sipurians were convicted here, and some, of course, were acquitted by local laws. Lies and truth penetrated the body, terrible visions, confused thoughts that were confused in the head. Huge pictures, misty and airy, moved everywhere, forcing fear on people. The hall came alive around Tomaki and everyone else. Ancient and modern, harmoniously merged into a single whole.

This was indeed the hall of justice.

While Tomaki's crew was looking at everything, he didn't see the most important thing, that someone was looking at them. It wasn't Chief Justice Gret, who is usually the main person in the judgment room in this hall of justice, but Emperor Maront himself. He stood on the opposite side of the throne, near the wooden gate, and watched carefully as the people arrived on the black square. Usually, at the time of the proceedings, there were always at least fifty noisy defenders and prosecutors in the courtroom, the absence of which, at such an important moment, now embarrassed Kaaran himself.

Silent music, cold, dry notes, floated in the air, bringing an ominous fear to those present.

– This is it, the first humans to visit us since our Sipurian bloodline was forgotten on the dying planet, Malonga the first. And then, unfortunately, you turned out to be thieves, although it does not matter, – said the Emperor Maront in a loud voice that rolled into the silence.

– Great Styr, with all due respect, why are you here to greet us, and not the high officers of the Hall of Justice? – Kaaran asked, alarm in his voice.

– Don't worry, dear Kaaran, today you have witnessed a new history of the Sipurians. These aliens brought to our world what we so lacked, the opportunity to discover the hidden secrets of the unknown to us, distant space. Their intergalactic ship that is in our orbit, we will take it, give it to our scientists, and soon, we will start sending our troops all over the galaxy. We will win everything that can be taken from insignificant people. Those who left us to die, – Emperor Maront replied, and walked slowly towards the "guests", spreading his arms out to the side.

– Yes, Emperor Maaront, as the commander of our army, I had the honor of speaking to you on this subject, on retribution, but we were talking about those who abandoned us, not about the entire cosmos, – Kaaran said, with a sudden sense of doubt.

– Take a closer look, Kaaran, those traitors you speak of have long since spread out from here, spreading their roots across the cosmos, strengthening their roots on different planets. And now, in order to destroy all those who forced our Sipurian race to literally survive, eat their relatives, yes, you know as well as I do what our rebirth cost, here on the planet. How we, for so many years, could not escape from this nightmare. And now that the gods have given us this chance, we just can't turn it down. And since we are grateful to you for this gift, aliens, we will not touch you. You will be under my personal control for the time being. And I warn you right away, don't try to escape or attack me in any way, you will be immediately arrested and your immunity will disappear. They'll just kill you, – Emperor Maront said, trying to guess the leader of the flight crew that had arrived.

After the Emperor Maront, he approached at a fairly close distance, which allowed everyone to get a better look at him. Everyone saw a handsome man dressed in the imperial Sipurian garb.

His black suit glistened on him. The sleeves are wide and worn in white long gloves. The trousers were tucked into high boots, giving the impression of a rider on a horse. A black-and-white cape hung from his shoulders to the level of his knees, tied in a bow around his neck and artificially raised on his shoulders. On his head, he wore a metal helmet with a chased pattern of local gods. The helmet covered his neatly braided hair and part of his forehead, which only emphasized his oval face. A straight nose, thin maroon lips, and a slightly unshaven chin.

His general appearance was similar to the formidable and cunning tyrant, as depicted in the painting "Weight crushing the world of Tania", in the role of the heavenly god Weight, who conquered people, whom Tomaka saw as a child, in a mythical book. You can give credit to the local tailors, his clothes shone with their body-permeable power.

Tomaka understood that it was useless to argue with this important man right now, and decided to simply submit to his conditions for the time being.

– My name is Tomaka, – he said.

– Very, very nice, – Emperor Maront smiled back.

– This is Pythons, my assistant, – Tomaka said, pointing with his right hand at Pythons.

– I understand, – said Emperor Maront, nodding his head slightly.

– This is Timba's co – pilot, – Tomaka pointed at Timba with his left hand.

– I understand, – Emperor Maront repeated, still nodding his head.

– And I, Vella! The crew doctor, – Vella introduced herself.

– Nice to meet you, – Emperor Maront added, and then said, – And you've already met my space commander, Kaaran.

– We didn't want to cause you any trouble, our team didn't know you were here, – Tomaka said apologetically.

– I already know that you refuse to give us the elements, – Emperor Maront said. – Where are you from? – Emperor Maront asked.

– I was born on Raibonne, a planet in the galaxy of the Catamastra Islands, – Tomaka said.

– That doesn't mean anything to me. And, how many people live in your galaxy? – Emperor Maront asked.

– I can't say that, but I think it's the usual amount of the average galaxy, – Tomaka said.

– And how much value do you have there? – Emperor Maront asked.

– I wouldn't say that much. We have to make sorties, conduct expeditions, such as we have now. Flying to uninhabited planets helps preserve our values, – Tomaka said.

– Why do I ask how our former brothers left our planet, we do not know anything about distant galaxies, their population, in general, about everything that is happening in space, – said the Emperor Maront.

– Well, then, you need to connect to the shared space library, – Timba suggested jokingly.

– What is it, a shared space library? – Emperor Maront asked seriously.

– He's joking, but there really is such a thing, they digitize a path from planet to planet and there already, collect information and distribute it throughout the cosmos. Everything is connected to flying libraries, that is, devices with large memory and data conductivity.

– So we need to join them, – Emperor Maront said ironically. – I hope our guests will share new information for us? – Emperor Maront asked.

– Over a good glass of intoxicating lyre, we could have a chat, – Timba joked, "seriously" to himself.

– We have no Lyre, but we have a refreshing champa, a tonic drink, our Sipurian wealth, – Emperor Maront said hospitably, and felt the sweet and slightly burning taste of champa in his mouth. From the sensations, he even became a little kinder, in front of everyone.

– What about the aliens? – Kaaran asked.

– They will stay here until we find a common solution, – Emperor Maront said, and then he became stern again.

– We didn't know about you, – Tomaka said again.

– But it has happened, and now I ask you not to detain me or yourself any longer, and to follow me, – said the Emperor, and without waiting for an answer, he turned to the wooden door, and entered it when it opened of its own accord, as if to admit him. The doors were equipped with multiple sensors and connected to an invisible power source.

They all followed the Emperor Marat, across the black, shiny floor, through the doors that closed behind them.

In the hall of justice, there was an ominous silence and gloomy shadows, as if alive, then appeared in the light, then disappeared, in it.

Chapter 5. Crew replenishment

From the gloomy hall of justice, everyone got into a rather long corridor with white walls, with a white ceiling and the same white floor, which is a little bit, all blinded by its whiteness. The edges of the joints, between the floor, the walls, and the ceiling, were visible as thin, gray stripes. They were equipped with the same wooden doors, but narrower, with glass windows the size of an elbow, round windows. The color of the doors was gray, made of an unknown wood and very dense in appearance.

Emperor Maront strode briskly down the corridor, and the rest of Tomaki's group followed, trying to keep up, including Space Commander Kaaran, who, as a guard, stood guard at the end of the convoy.

Tomaka went second and carefully tried to catch the moment to look through these glass windows, but could not do it, because the Emperor Maront, very obviously in a hurry somewhere.

Vella, every now and then, stumbled on the flat floor, confusing those walking, it seemed that her legs did not obey. But, it was rather something nervous, as she was very nervous.

Timba was walking beside Vella, not to save her from falling, but to prepare another of his stupid jokes on her. Well, he was such a man, ready for any mischief.

Pythons, did not look at anyone, he thought dryly and thought that everything would be fine with them in the future.

At the intersection of the corridors, suddenly, an animal resembling a small dog jumped out. It was a robot puppy, on small, metal legs. He ran across the floor, and before he could stop, he ran into a corner. His eyes glittered as if from a blow, he saw sparkling "stars". The puppy shook his head, looked at us, obviously his vision returned to him, and made joyful sounds from the speakers, resembling a gentle yapping. Its metal tail, made of flexible joints, also wagged happily from side to side.

– Oh, what a puppy, – Vella cried.

The puppy heard Vella's exclamation with its plastic ears, with their built-in receiving sensors, and rushed to snuggle up to her.

– Kaaran, who is this? – the Emperor of Maront asked.

– Someone's toy must have been lost, – Commander Kaaran replied.

– Order her to be removed, for she is disturbing our guests, – Emperor Maront ordered.

– Excuse me, can I leave her, she's so affectionate? – Vella asked.

– Well, only for your sake, – said Emperor Maront, displeased.

– New crew member, – Timba joked.

– Are there many such toys here? – Vella asked.

– Not really, it's someone's masterwork, the author would have to be punished, or his master, – Commander Kaaran replied a little disgustedly.

The dog stuck to Vella's leg like a thread, as if realizing that it was now her owner, forgetting about its previous owner.

But suddenly, ahead, a door opened and a man appeared, a Sipurian in a white doctor's robe, apparently common for all planets. A little old and a little blind, his eyes glittered, which gave away the false lenses. His slight stoop gave him a slightly intimidating appearance, in addition to his sly smile. A white cap, slightly slid down on the right side, covered his cheeks, his hair was already beginning to turn gray. The lips were thick and slightly curved to the left. The nose is unpleasant, like a round vegetable, blob. The body, thick and hanging down the belly, sometimes climbed out, between the dressing gown fasteners.

At the sight of us, he stopped, the doctor became a little stooped and in the opposite direction, retreated a couple of steps, which did not allow the doors to close and they remained open.

When they came up with this Sipurian, they all saw a small but spacious room, well equipped, not only with medical equipment, but also with other equipment.

And the main thing that struck me was the glass flasks, such as they are in horror films, scary, large, in which there were really people floating in special solutions. And this, there were women whose age, barely reached the age of majority, very young.

Emperor Maront, understood the embarrassment of the crew and despite all the haste, apparently decided to show off "his" work achievements.

– Oh, you must be confused to see everything, but don't worry, these are our 'progenitors'. As I told you, we have our own survival conditions. Please, you can come in and see, – said the Emperor of Maront, and as if to set an example to everyone, he was the first to enter the room, slightly pushing the doctor aside.

Tomaka, a little scared, but not giving the appearance of a real commander, followed the Emperor, and the others, already entered after him in turn, also, fearing something inside themselves.

The robot puppy, as soon as he ran into the room, immediately sat down, in its functions, it was prescribed to be afraid and it turned on, he was afraid. At the sight of the naked girls, not moving and hung with some kind of tubes, the robot puppy tucked his tail between his legs.

The room was perfectly clean, all the equipment had its own place, glass flasks were built into the walls, which gave the room an additional place to work. There were no tables or chairs. Everything is built into the wall and, if necessary, was taken out from there, with the help of various control panels installed under the flasks. On top of the walls, up to the middle, there were these flasks, below, on a slightly sloped panel, there were sensor consoles.

The attention of the crew was more focused on the flasks, because in them, floating live girls connected to life support, hoses and wires. The girls seemed about to open their eyes and look at the carriage. It was a terrible sight, all of them with one foot before they fainted, except, of course, Emperor Maront, Commander Kaaran, and the doctor standing at the door.