The room was full again, and they all waited patiently. They all watched as he simply enjoyed the view of the beautiful, endless green meadow. They watched as the Panzertiger ran and ran without any apparent end. They waited and waited, while the Tiger simply ran until it reached the shore.

There they could see it, a crystalline sea, a pure sea with the rainbow reflections of the sun, he was captivated.

"I beg your forgiveness, I make you all come here and all you see is my passion for nature," he said with a smile.

"No problem, my Führer, we all know of your fondness for nature, so it is a pleasure to spend some time with you, while you enjoy this moment," Himmler said, everyone in the room nodded.

"I see…" He sighed. "Very well, to what I called you. Reinhard," he finished, causing the lion-hearted man to rise from his seat.

He sat alone with the help of his cane. The man with the lion's heart stood in front of everyone, while the screen that once broadcast a beautiful, pure sea now showed a warlike woman with rabbit ears. Tanned skin covered in dried blood, bruise marks, and other scars.

Everyone regarded the state of this "subhuman" with naturalness, a filthy abomination of this world. At a time like this, it was thought that something like this was born of human stupidity, of the stupid desire of man, or in this case, of woman. However, a critical study by Wilhelm, and the son of the great Heisenberg, concluded that these women were not born of dishonorable crossbreeding.

"According to the information obtained by me and my SS men, we have obtained crucial information regarding this world as well as our enemy in question." Those words made everyone look at the screen, eyes cold as ice, murderous eyes. The image of a man, handcrafted perfectly with lapis lazuli, appeared on the screen. "He is the subhuman who ordered the invasion through the gate, where all the filthy "hümans," as they call themselves, entered in search of honor and mediocre riches." He said, the image changing again, showing the decrepit and mutilated state of the legionaries.

"Regarding their similarities to us, according to the report by Martin Heisenberg and Wilhelm, their DNA is 70 percent similar to ours. However, they did not provide me with the full report. I apologize."

"The second point, and the most important, is the fact that there is another door, far to the northeast of where ours is." That made the room fall into an unnatural silence.

"Is this true, Oberstgruppenführer?"

"Of course, General Field Marshal, I'm not lying about this information. If you want, I can play the video where this subhuman talks about this other door."

"Please, Oberstgruppenführer." He rolled his eyes and looked at Hermann Göring.

"Of course"

The video began to play, where Reinhard himself was sitting in front of the rabbit woman. She had multiple devices connected around her body, and she was breathing heavily. The only thing hiding her genitals was her own white pubic hair; her breasts were hidden beneath thin strands of pale hair. The woman was breathing heavily, her chest rising and falling so slowly that it seemed she would die at any moment, but that was never going to happen.

"Tell me, Kalel, how did you sleep?" Reinhard's voice was incomprehensible, but small, completely customizable subtitles appeared on the screen.

"P-please, I-I…" She paused

"Don't stutter, Kalel." She nodded, she took several breaths, she took her time as she swallowed her own saliva.

"Yes…, I told you everything, sir…, please." She never looked up, she never shouted, her voice was soft, she didn't move or want to attack despite not being handcuffed.

"I know, I know you've spoken highly of yourself. I've listened perfectly. We've spoken for hours. But now, these words aren't for me, they're for my lord. And I want you to speak calmly, okay?" She nodded, breathing slowly at Reinhard's calm voice.

"Introduce yourself"

"Kalel di gurat, former rabbit warrior of the fourth legion of the Sadera empire, formerly a slave, after the betrayal of Queen Tyuule, now subservient to Oberstgruppenführer Reinhard Heyrdrich"

"Okay, now tell us about the gate on the Alnus hill ."

"Two months ago, an identical gate opened in the sacred hills of Alnus, where the Sadera Empire, led by King Molt Agust Sol, decided on a larger invasion , where twenty-one countries joined forces to invade and where one hundred thousand men, including demihumans, goblins, ogres, and dragon knights, died because of the invaders of Alnus."

Everyone in the room looked sharply at the rabbit warrior.

"Tell us about them"

"From what I know, they call themselves Japanese, or JSDF… I don't know more my lord… I beg your forgiveness." The rabbit warrior lowered her head further, her breathing heavier.

"It's okay, Kalel, you've been helpful."

The screen stopped, everyone looked at Reinhard.

"Your language, I studied it, it's a kind of Latin, although this violates the rules of our Führer, I learned it so that extracting information would be easier, and in two days I was able to speak it and in two days I created a dictionary." From his trench coat he pulled out a small volume the size of a conventional book.

"Why learn it, and why not Germanize them or simply destroy them?" Himmler's voice echoed in the room.

"I see you saw right through me, Reichsführer, yet I put the Führer's ideals above all else. Learning something is always welcome, isn't it, mein führer?" Reinhard turned around and looked at his leader.

"Of course, though, I'm curious, Reinhard." The lionhearted man tilted his head.

"What happened to this… rabbit woman?" The man's gaze was directed completely to her eyes, the deep blue eyes, looking into her onyx eyes.

"She's still alive"

"…."

"What do you plan to do with her?" The room fell silent, everyone staring at the Iron Man.

"Your brainwashing has been completed, Mein Führer. I wish to keep you, to learn more. It is nothing more than informative. Of course, if you order me to do so right now, I will kill you." Their gazes were like slits, neither giving in to the other.

"Very well…" he sighed. "Make copies of your dictionary. The front of the door will need it if they want to negotiate with any subhumans…"

"My Führer, about that…"

Hitler looked into Himmler's eyes. "Our war is with the Sadera Empire. Killing other states serves us no purpose. We can enslave them as they do themselves. And, besides, wasting resources unnecessarily does the Reich no good, not to mention that we have an enemy on the other side."

Himmler clicked his tongue.

"Over the door…"

"Yeah!"

Several scientists stood up, each and every one of them taking the place where Reinhard had been, the Prague man, only decided to sit down.

"We don't know exactly how it works, my Führer, however, we've theorized that it works like a wormhole, thanks to Herr Albert Einstein's theory of relativity." Everyone in the room nodded. "However, it should be noted that it could close if there is no conduit between them."

"Conduit?"

"Yes, in this case, something that connects the two sides, we could easily put an electric cable, but, we don't know if it works exactly the same, in that way I would like permission to implement MA energy, for further study," he said, turning around and bowing.

"Permission granted, however, tell Werner Karl to make his report and presentation when his health is better," Hitler said with a sigh.

"It shall be done, my lord, with that finished, he wished to move on to the next thing."

"…"

The meeting ended, leaving only the four of them: Joseph Goebbels, Reinhard Heydrich, Heinrich Himmler, and him. The four men remained silent until he spoke.

"We're all preparing for a possible war of men with sticks and stones, but I honestly think wasting resources on them would be foolish; killing them is so easy it's pitiful. However, the real problem is at this other door." The three of them stared at him in silence, while he just closed his eyes.

"My information from the Empire of the Rising Sun estimates that they don't have any Mein Führer gate, even if they had it hidden we would find out, as happened with ours, in fact, the Reds would also know about it." Reinhard's words calmed his old heart.

"It's true, although we did everything to prevent the word from spreading throughout the world, all of us, our vassal states, and we even silenced certain people so that the information about the gate wouldn't spread, it was still insufficient, I'm sorry, my Führer," Joseph said with a sigh.

"Okay," he shook his head. "Now for the plan of action. I have learned that an extermination mission has been given, Himmler. I learned that you ordered Irene and Zelinda to "Search and Destroy.""

"I did, however, the main thing was to build an operations base, also, the panzers, they can't go too far from the gate due to the range of operation, so a base will be built for logistics, both are eager to carry out the mission as soon as possible" He finished with a foxy smile.

"Very well, in that case there is nothing more to talk about, you can go Himmler."

"With your permission," he finished, standing up and bowing, walking slowly on his heels and calmly opening the door to close it.

"The base issue was handed over, the plans for a temporary, yet solid and durable operations base were handed over to Irene, she approved it so the estimated time to complete it was fifteen days," Gobbels smiled calmly.

"Size?"

"Based on the size of the gate on the other side, it's estimated to be a small base about five kilometers long, with four floors, enough for the Soldados, maintenance workers, and the scientists appointed by Martín. Also, enough space to store and repair the Panzers, not to mention the cells for the demihumans." I finish with my eyes closed, sighing calmly.

"I suppose Martin is going to…" I look at the screen on the table "Nue Welt?"

"Yes, that name was assigned to her by Zelinda…"

"I see, I see she's taking things well—"

"I wouldn't say well, Mein Führer." Reinhard's voice was cold, but calm.

"I understand… she's a girl, her temperament is a problem."

"If I were your daughter, I would say she is identical to you."

The cheeky grin on the man's face made Hitler just sigh.

"You're still so cheeky, Reinhard."

"Come on, it's just a small observation, Schrumpfgermane." The hum in Joseph's voice only made him sigh.

"Calling me by my nickname won't make you feel better, Reinhard."

"No, but, earning a grimace is enough"

The faint laugh made them both forget they were in his presence; it didn't bother him. There wasn't a problem too big to make them shut up or order them to stop their silly jokes. If Himmler had been there, he would surely have silenced them or reprimanded them. In any case, he doesn't care. However, he has a thought, one that has been bothering him with a headache.

"Reinhard"

Her faint voice made the man straighten up. Just as it made Joseph sigh.

"Yes, my führer?"

"This rabbit woman, you said you were going to keep for study. What will you do with her next?" The man's icy stare did nothing for someone like him.

"I want to use her. I'd like to know how much she can endure. How much her instincts will tell her to stab me in the back, or whether she'll simply remain a lifeless doll. I want to know if she can do housework or be used for some experiments. Of course, if you wish, like before, I can kill her." The man's gaze didn't waver, didn't bother to blink. His slit-like eyes didn't give a sign of hesitation.

The room fell silent, and he considered her words. If he'd been younger, he would have ordered her killed, and that they were nothing more than worthless subhumans, but then again, what were these demihumans? Enhanced humans with animal features? There was even talk of magic in this world, and they could use it and were more in control of it.

If they were Germanized they could be an ingredient for their ranks, they didn't know if magic could be used by someone from the Reich, and losing an element like this would be a problem and they also didn't know if the other Japanese at the gate could use magic.

Although MA energy is considered magic, the truth is that it wasn't so much like that, but, again, killing her man's desires was a problem, especially since he was Reinhard. Honestly, having a doll for his personal tastes was a step forward in his personality. He knew that the rabbit woman was nothing more than a desire to distract himself from boredom. Besides, if it were a problem, he would simply kill her.

"Okay, I'm curious. I want you to report any progress to me personally. I'd even like to see it someday," I finish with a sigh.

"Of course, if that's all I have to go, I need the dictionaries ready for tomorrow, and besides, Zelinda, you need to distract yourself." He stood up and bowed, and as soon as he came he left with calm steps.

"…."

"Dealing with the lionhearted man is a problem, isn't it?" He looked at his friend and sighed.

"Too old, and too tired to follow his thoughts, but limiting him will only cause problems. Just like what happened with Irene." Joseph just closed his eyes, thinking things through.

"I understand, but putting them on the same level will only make Engel's keen instinct want to punch him in the face." Laughter in the form of guffaws came from his mouth.

"Yeah, now that she knows her ex-husband has a subhuman doll as his personal doll, it will only make her want to strangle him." He just shook his head.

"Women are a pain in the ass, aren't they?" Joseph's question only made him sigh.

"Yes, they are…" His voice came out muffled.

"Um, sorry, I didn't think my words through."

"No, it's okay, I can't get angry over something like that." The look on Joseph's face made him sigh, he knew he was a reckless man with a hateful temper, if he hadn't changed over time someone would have probably stabbed him in the back by now.

Or they would have discarded it, in any case, staying calm and keeping a cool head was the best thing he could do, however, he never knows when his psychotic attacks will work against him.

"However, you're not just here to talk about women, are you?"

"Right, I would like you to give the opening ceremony for the completion of Atlantropa ."

"…"

Time passed quickly. Her discomfort only worsened in the first week. The complaints from the council chamber were nothing more than a headache that spread to her face. Thrush's discomfort only worsened. Pina's discomfort with making peace with the invaders from Alnus only worsened. And above all, she knew nothing about the Albion Gate.

He had sent some scouts and a week had already passed, they should have returned a day ago with news of what happened at the gate, but the only thing that came was the sound of the wind filtering through the windows of the throne room.

Honestly, I thought everything went wrong, I didn't know if it was the same Japanese at the other gate, or another enemy just as bad or worse, the headache was unbearable, it doesn't help that his children are incompetent, and he doesn't know if one of these days he'll lose his mind.

Not to mention that Diabo is completely inactive with Alnus's reports. He sighed; things weren't looking good at all. He slowly closed his eyes as he felt his head throb.

Sighing over and over again had become a routine last week, mental fatigue was killing him, the scarcity of resources for the empire, plus the drought that plagued the lands of Italica was another problem, he had to be honest, without Pina's silly interruption, plus the unexpected help from the invaders of Alnus, possibly all his people in the capital would have died of hunger.

In addition, there were other problems in the south, the brothers' foolish wives had sent several senders, asking for information about their husbands, as well as the numerous vassal states of their lands.

He was sure that if his head didn't fall because of this headache, someone would cut it off at any moment, and if this continued, the fools of Alnus, along with his two sons, would retaliate, just as they had said they would stage a coup d'état.

"….."

The silence was something he was grateful for. Moments like this were where he had to stay strong. If they see him weak, nothing will remain of his name, and he'll be nothing more than the fool who attacked blindfolded. Why did things turn out this way? Why were Alnus's people more powerful? Why couldn't they have been fools who could have cheated with bronze? None of his questions went unanswered, and that was fine. After all, he should stay strong, be the king of the cornerstone.

"FATHER!"

Her son's voice made her grit her teeth. All she wanted was a moment of silence. She sighed at the throbbing pain. She heard the door slam shut as she stared at him. There he was, sweating and half-dressed, while the former Tyuule Queen followed close behind in nothing but rags.

"The Japanese are here!"

"…"

He closed his eyes and gritted his teeth, trying to cope with the headaches he must endure. The door opened, and there he saw the men in green.

Was it too much to ask for a quiet day?

"….."

Even though the extermination order had been clear, several things still needed to be done before the peak was clear. These were simple things, such as building a base of operations, a fort, preparing troops, and acquiring machinery for the extraction and export of minerals.

It wasn't long before a base of operations was built at the foot of the "GATE" due to the mountainous area where they were located, they were able to get a better view of this world, it was amazing to see layers of green and such a blue sky with beautiful pure white clouds.

Not to mention how the fauna was so extensive with many similarities to its animals, the Führer was delighted with this fact, not to mention that he was eager to step on these lands and that's why everything had to be ready for when that happened.

He ordered things to be expedited; the Neue Welt base was ready in a record time of two weeks, covering an area of several square kilometers, from the foot of the mountains to where the Romans had started their camp, all the way to the gate.

It was easy to level the land, pour concrete, prepare the construction, and lay several runways for vehicle transport, both land and air, unfortunately with the exploration of several PanzerHubs and PanzerTigers. The nearest coasts were more than forty kilometers away, allowing ships or even a zeppelin to land, but it wasn't a problem at the moment. Besides, given the size of the gate, it would be impossible to transport any warships.

I take notes, I look at the PanzerTiger reports, I observe with their eyes how the animals acted, how these beasts "Horn Rabbit" looked calmly at the Panzer, gave him the order not to attack.

She was only supposed to observe. Although the task of studying the flora and fauna had fallen to the scientists, it never hurt to see all this for herself. She was about thirty kilometers east, having crossed the mountain range in search of some primitive civilization.

Although he had found them in a remote village, it was nothing more than a small farming town; according to the analysis he received, the crops included wheat and barley.

Two knocks on the door made him stop looking at his computer, he gave the order to just "Search" the Panzer.

"Forward"

The door was opened by a Sold, who greeted him, took two steps forward, and showed some documents.

" Hauptsturmführer, Frau Irene Engel. Request it, but not before I see this." I hand her the documents, so she can look them over.

"Thank you"

The soldier bowed, with a salute, turned around and left, closing the door.

He opened the folder to begin reading, his lips curling as he sighed. He stood up from his leather seat, but not before telling the Tiger to come back. He walked to the door to open it and close it behind him.

"…"

Walking through the halls of this "small" base of operations was so monotonous, although he enjoyed his job, he loved serving his nation and above all being useful to the Führer. However, his master will always seem to be right about many things.

When you start, you're like a bright fire, so full of determination, until eventually, it all becomes routine, your body goes into automatic mode, and everything you loved to do becomes so boring that you don't even smile anymore.

Although, it all depends on your job. Mine? I love mine. I like getting people to talk. Listening to their problems, seeing what they have to say, and all that stuff.

You're still very young, Zelinda. Maybe when you're fifteen.

"…"

He had been so clear that, if he hadn't put it into practice with the American soldier, he probably wouldn't have realized long afterward that Reinhard was in charge of "extracting" information from the enemies.

The practice was simple. He told her where to touch most. The human body was complex. There were areas where the pain was mostly stabbing, in other areas it would simply be excruciating, but the psychological pain was stronger.

And Reinhard was an expert in all of them, he had studied so hard to do his job splendidly.

So, the information you have now is all thanks to him and his SS squad. While it was estimated that everything he obtained would take at least a week due to the "non-humans," the truth is... everything was obtained in three days.

He posed proudly before the Führer, telling him everything about the "non-humans," the country they came from, and the king who ruled them. Not to mention that magic in this world was mostly real; not many knew how to use it, but the group of mages in the southern region who were under the king's rule knew how to use it. But the icing on the cake was the fact that he knew there was another door.

The Alnus Plain, which was taken over by the JSDF, an outside force from this world, was theorized to be beings from another world, an alternate reality, one where the Reich fell, one where everything they did was in vain, but, very human.

The idea of one of our neighbors was discarded, due to the fact that, if it had been one of the other nations, the whole world would have found out, just like what happened with them.

However, both the Soviets and the Japanese showed little interest in "this door" due to their attention in the space race, both managed to colonize the moon, it was quite simple thanks to MA energy

Space travel was complicated in the beginning, but it wasn't a problem later, except that both sides had to keep the atmosphere clean, if they didn't want to get trapped by space debris.

In addition, they were all now quite interested in the idea of terraforming Mars for colonization.

With that, the only ones interested in the door were them, their nation the Reich, because in any case they were the ones attacked, the desire for death united everyone, although the casualties were minimal, no more than five hundred people died, but, there was no forgiveness, no one was going to be saved and this King Molt Sol Auguts was stupid enough, not only to attack but to try to steal and kidnap.

"…"

She knocked lightly on the door. The "Come in" was clear. Although Fruälein Irene had told her not to be formal with her, she still couldn't do it. It had been a month since she had been his mentor, or at least his "leader," although his status as Obergrupenfürher was only one step lower than hers. Doing so would be very impolite, and if the master found out, she would very likely be severely punished. In any case, thinking about these things was unnecessary due to the woman's chaotic personality. She was like a canvas; one moment she was white, and the next, she was distorted by illegible thoughts.

He opened the door to find his teacher/boss/leader. She was many things. Yet, she claims to be a friend, even though she's had very few since birth, and one of them was her late mother.

"Punctual as always," he sighed, closing his eyes tiredly as he typed things on his computer. "Sit down."

She did so, and waited for the woman to finish what she was doing. She looked around the room, covered in jet-black wallpaper and oak accents. Furniture scattered here and there, all of the highest quality, like her own. The bookshelf was filled with books and multiple medals, and she noticed the Reichstag above it.

"Do you find my office interesting, Meyer?" The woman glanced at her.

"A little bit, I thought it was going to be the same as the Reich," Irene sighed with a smile.

"We'll be here for a while, that's true, but I wasn't going to bring all my things either, besides, they're just objects from the past," she finished and stretched her back.

"A funny way to look at it," she said, watching as the woman closed her eyes and sighed.

"It's nothing special, Meyer. If you cling to things from the past, you'll never move forward. I learned that the hard way." Irene's tone felt hostile.

She knew the woman was a lunatic, so pushing further would only make her mentor grumpy.

"Anyway, I called you here to complete the mission, you'll leave in two hours, you'll take a small squad—"

She didn't listen, her eyes bulged, blood rushed to her head, her breathing was heavy, her heart pounded like a drum, her gloved hands clenched into fists, she could feel her long nails pressing against her palms.

"MEYER!"

She came out of her thoughts, and looked at her mentor, the woman's eyes made her sigh.

"Save those thoughts for later, focus on what I'm going to tell you." She nodded and waited, patiently. Two weeks and thirty-two hours have passed, so she can wait two more. "The subject of magic is being studied in depth. We don't know how it works or how dangerous it can be. Although we have some prisoners in the Reich, we still don't know exactly how it works; there's still a long way to go. So, by orders of the Führer, you must bring any being related to magic. For this, you will be given multiple Storm Edges. Is that clear?"

"Yes, Fraülein."

"Very well, you may leave, and get ready. You will leave in an hour. Most of the preparations will be completed. I'll send the report back to your pad, so now go." She stood up calmly and bowed.

"Siege Heil"

"….."

She watched her leave; she was really being very flexible with her ward. Zelinda Von Meyer, a girl found by Reinhard, her... stupid ex-husband. The girl was gifted in the art of making her enemies talk, a woman as broken as her stupid ex-husband. Such a dedicated girl. She showed absolute devotion to the Führer, in the words of Reinhard, her stupid ex-husband. But absolute loyalty to the Reich. She knew, he must have put things in her head.

Even though she wasn't a child, she acted like one, but that thing wasn't a child. That was the mask she gave to everyone, she knew it, even though she was trained to give a false personality. Irene had seen it firsthand, the face of a dog, the face of madness. She was familiar with that feeling since she had embraced it. She herself had done anything for the salvation and well-being of the Reich. She didn't dislike it, but approved of it, she accepted that "hidden" side. After all, everyone in the Reich was crazy.

There was no one sane, no one who respected human rights. Even though this world attacked them, the truth is, it didn't need to be destroyed, it just needed to be shaped. Killing all the subhumans won't bring them what they need. They were free labor, they were servants; the only ones spared from their absolute domination were the animals.

Animals can be domesticated, animals can be raised, and then a life can be lived for, but why couldn't these subhumans? That's why, they're subhuman, nothing more than livestock. Although the Führer had said that it wasn't worth killing them all, only the people of Sadera, since an unknown enemy was in the northeast. But that wasn't going to stop them, he knew exactly, a new world, one more in the northeast, and they knew they were going to resist, but what were they going to do? Just thinking about it made him want to laugh.

"What would you have thought, Blazcowicz?" She smiled nostalgically. The death of the man who had made her tremble with fury. If he weren't a traitor and a member of the resistance, she would have liked to have him as a dog, she would have liked to have him as a sinful plaything. She sighed, a bored sigh now. That man and his people weren't a problem; she would have liked to kill him a third time. Listening to him scream in rage as his pregnant wife was mutilated, as the creature in her stomach was crushed. The sounds of flesh tearing so slowly, listening to the screams of agony, it was all an orchestra to her. Watching his face filled with despair, watching him slowly break apart.

"I miss you, Blazcowicz"

If he were still alive, she would be wandering the world, wanting to get her hands on him to torture him, to kill him, and when it was all over she would be happy, full of praise (She had it) full of medals (She had it) with a reformed daughter (He killed her) with her husband praising her (Reinhard did) but, despite all that she was empty, and she was like her. Zelinda Von Meyer, she would end up like her. That girl in her eyes was nothing more than a green apple.

Although she was gifted, a prodigy, she was still young, showing traces of her personality, though she was the same. I smile; they were the same.

So alike… Aren't they? Silly husband.

"…."

She looked at her equipment: numerous Solders, lined up, numerous Panzertigers and Panzserhubs, each in perfect condition, and in the back, five Panzergoliats. She smiled.

"Do you know our order!?" They all nodded, "What are they!?"

" SEARCH AND DESTROY!" She could hear them, each and every one of them euphoric, excited, aroused. They were nothing more than hungry beasts designed to kill, that was fine.

"Very well, our order will be carried out, and we will make the Führer happy!"

" SEIG HEILL!"

Silence reigned until footsteps were heard, she turned her head and all her mood vanished.

"What kind of reaction is that, Obergrupenfürher?" She sighed.

"What brings you here, Professor?"

"Huh? Fraülein Engel, didn't you tell her?" Her face was a poker face, trying to remember, until she realized I wasn't paying attention to her words…

"Um, yeah, of course, she mentioned it…"

"Hmm, that about sums it up then, I take it you've already told everyone about our quest?"

"…."

The silence was uncomfortable, she had gone from a state of excitement and euphoria to nothing more than an unwavering smile on her face, it was a sigh.

"No, I didn't really tell them since I didn't—

"I knew it, I was watching your presentation, Obergrupenfürher." The cheeky grin on his face infuriated her, while the red tinge on his cheeks was offset by the shadow of his beret.

She hated Professor Martin Heisenberg.

A cheeky person with a broken sense of humor, making silly jokes like the one he just made. He was nothing more than a fool who embarrassed her.

"….."

Everything was quiet, she watched with a sigh the enormous walls that were built at the base of the gate, black and white ruled, while the enormous gate was decorated with the flag of her nation, the gigantic eagle glorified the great wall that was defended by the MarkVI turrets

After an hour, she found herself in the command room. There was nothing exciting to do. The enormous screen broadcast everything in front of her: a huge dirt road surrounded by large green meadows and a vast blue backdrop. She had read the report, and her mission was to capture everyone who possessed magic, anyone who could manipulate it or have information about it. And Professor Martín was going to be in charge of studying them thoroughly.

That's why they were given the Storm Bordes, state-of-the-art vehicles, equipped with advanced technology, protected by MA energy fields, equipped with charging stations and radars for the Panzers. Living quarters for each of the soldiers, and above all, weapons. In any case, as they say, they were "Armed to the teeth."

And she sat there, watching the screen, until she saw a small village. She could see that it was nothing more than the farming village that was located on the outskirts of the base. They looked at the vast fields of wheat and barley to their left.

"Obergrupenfürher"

"Bring us closer." I tapped the microphone in his ear. "All troops, we have a village ahead of us. Prepare."

"You don't hold back, eh, Obergrupenfürher?"

I look at the man, his golden eyes staring at him.

"Whoever the enemy is, you always have to go all out, those are the orders I was given."

A cruel smile appeared on his face, the armored vehicles came close enough to the village for the peasants to hide in their houses of straw, mud, and earth.

He could see three men standing at the entrance to the town…

She turned and walked, followed by his shoulders. The enormous door opened, up and down, and a small staircase descended. She walked slowly, the soldiers following her quickly down the stairs. Her squad, though small, still had the strength to wipe several cities off the map.

"….."

His steps were heavy, firm, the ground beneath his feet seemed to shift. He was afraid, but he must have been strong. Like the mayor he was, his bones trembled at the metal beasts he'd never seen or heard of before.

Their roars were mighty, their appearances fearsome, and he didn't know what these things wanted, and he didn't know if they would spare his people, either. Like ogres, goblins, and other similar creatures, they were nothing but trouble to deal with.

Since both boys and girls were kidnapped.

They had asked for help from neighboring cities, but it was impossible.

The metal beasts stopped, but their roars were loud, something opened, rather, it looked like a carriage door, the metal thing opened revealing a woman.

She wore a tight black suit revealing her two largest attributes, with multiple medals and a hat. Her attire was somewhat strange, but she was finely dressed, however, her beauty was another. Her long silver hair danced in the wind, however, her face was hidden behind a black mask, with demonic red eyes.

Walking toward him, she took a step back instinctively. But she looked back as more people dressed like her emerged from the metal thing. It was a large group "armed" with metal objects in their hands and strange masks similar to hers.

She walked until she was a few steps away, her entourage stopped right behind her, several of them quickly moved to her sides and pointed those metal things at her heads.

"G-Greetings, subhumans. We are visitors from another world, due to an anomaly called "GATE," and we come in search of information. W-we are looking for a kingdom called the i-empire of Sadera." He sighed, understanding her words, although odd. Still, he was grateful that "these" huma were kind. However, he looked at the woman strangely.

"I understand, if you want to reach the capital of the empire, you just have to continue north from here, and you would arrive in a week on horseback, although I don't know how fast your mount would go…" I finish, glancing sideways at the enormous black beast with a metal deck.

He saw her nod, and watched as she glanced at her silent village, saw out of the corner of her eye how the wooden windows were half open.

"I-I see that your people fear us…" She said, her speech with a strange accent as she looked with her red eyes….

"Yes, I beg your pardon, two weeks ago many warriors and army of the Moldt King came to our lands, and used our women, in addition to taking innocent people to fight in their cause…" His solemn voice seemed to reach the woman.

"I-I understand, tell me, do you have anyone who uses magic?" The demonic red eyes stared at him.

The atmosphere became tense, and he took a step back, looking at his son at his side who seemed to be trembling and one of his few men sweating profusely.

It wasn't difficult to theorize that these people were the ones who massacred the entire Sadera army, if they haven't returned it must be because of them, after all these people are the ones who showed up and not the dirty legionaries.

"N-No, we don't have anyone who practices magic. Please forgive me." He bowed his head. His son and subordinate quickly followed suit.

"O-Okay, I have another question, what do you know about demihumans?"

"Unfortunately, we have no information about demi-human warriors, because, although we know about them, we don't care about them, since they are only used as slaves."

"Slaves?"

"Yes." He looked at the woman, her red eyes staring at him like knives, not to mention the pack of soldiers that seemed to protect her, not to mention the armored beasts. "Because King Moltd's son captured your queen as a slave, your entire species was put up for sale."

"I gather your son is in the capital with him, am I correct?"

"Yeah…"

The woman sighed, I watched her touch her ear, then speak in a strange language.

"….."

Here obern—"

"Speak, Zelinda"

"We have made contact with a village of subhumans, however, I have been informed that this village does not have what we are looking for, and that all of them are in the country of the enemy who dared to attack us."

"Very well, anyway, you don't need to keep me informed about this all the time, just send your report. Also, Reinhard told us that most of what we're looking for is in the empire."

"I understand," he said, closing his eyes. "Then I will visit each village or other kingdoms, as planned." He opened his eyes, seeing the filthy subhuman. Thank goodness he put on his mask, otherwise he would be smelling excrement and urine.

"Of course, no matter the time at the moment, Martin was ordered to take care of the demihumans anyway, you just focus on your capture."

"The village?"

"Leave her alone, she's not a problem for the Reich, the only important thing about her would be her fields, and the future free labor."

"I understand, without further ado I say goodbye. Sieg Heil"

"Siege Heil"

I look at the man. "That will be all. I would appreciate it if you could let us through so we can continue our journey."

He blinked, and smiled with joy.

"I see, please, I won't keep you any longer."

"Thank you for your time." She turned around to walk slowly towards the entrance, snapping her fingers and all the solds followed her.

"…"

He sat back in his seat, and watched as the Storm Borders passed through the village without any problems.

"It seems there are orders"

"What we are looking for is in the north, curiously in the country that dared to touch us."

"Isn't that wonderful? A turn of events totally in our favor."

"It certainly is, but I'm curious. Why this race of mutants?"

"That's classified, my Obergrunpenführer." The man's smile made her sigh.

"Even for my rank?"

"Yes, they were orders … " She closed her eyes, that made sense.

I look at the screen, continuing to talk to Martin would only give me a headache, the man was a nuisance in the first place, playing his game would be a problem I didn't want to deal with.

"I see, although I would like to ask you a few questions, Obergrupenfürher." Her golden eyes looked at him intently.

"Depending on which ones they are, I can answer. Professor." The man just smiled.

"Since you've been in this world longer than I have, do you know any relevant information about the countries of some beasts?"

"Beasts?"

"Yes, beasts, as you know, I am a biologist. Although in our world there are few living beings to investigate, a new world like this, unexplored, without seeing what lies within each animal. Each being, and each thing. It is a treasure. Obergrupenfürher." The man's voice sounded euphoric, his expression filled with pure ecstasy.

"…"

He closed his eyes to reflect on the man's words. Although there is a new world with many possibilities for the people of the Reich, he did not take away the fact that these beings declared war on his people, and on the Führer himself.

She…

"In any case, Obergrupenfürher. My point is, I'd like to investigate these beasts. We might even see their limits, their weaknesses, and even try to cross them and see if an aberration can be born. After all, we create our own limits." The man's calm gaze was like that of any man or woman in the Reich.

"Wilhem, didn't you do that, Professor?" She looked the man in the eyes, to which he only denied.

"Yes and no, Obergrupenfürher. Wilhelm's task is simple. While his research focuses solely on humans, I want to focus on everything. What happens if you cross an ogre and a demihuman? What will happen? Will the demihuman die? Will her genes predominate, or will the ogre's create a crippled existence?"

She saw him smile as his eyes widened, trying to keep up with this man was difficult, and to think that Heisenberg would have such a devoted son…

"Unfortunately, Professor, I am not familiar with the creatures. However, I have my database on wild creature observations. I will give it to you once we return to Nue Welt." He said, drawing the man's attention.

"That would be helpful, Obergrupenfürher," he said with a calmer smile.

"….."

Here I am, the author, a new chapter and a new journey. As I said, I'm alone in creating this fanfic. I don't have a reader or a friend at the moment with whom I can communicate to see how this work is going, or if it's even worthy of being published. First of all, as I said before, I belonged to a group: I wrote, and they edited, corrected, and added. So, I have little confidence in what I write.

I would like to respond to some of your reviews, they are few, but I think they are worth it.

However, I think today's chapter is more than enough to answer them, and I think my few readers will be disappointed by what they are about to read.

However:

For "Guest 1," I also think it would be interesting to see what Emperor Hirohito from Wolfenstein would say to his completely different nation. Although I gave them the weapons from the book "The United States of Japan," I'd like to see those giant mecha sometime. And I'd like to see Lieutenant Itami's face. The way this show is going, that reaction might be soon.

With just that review answered, I would like to thank you all for following this story, of course I understand if many of you don't like this chapter, I understand.

Creating a story is complicated, but following it and getting your audience to follow it is even more complicated.

Thank you so much for reading this chapter, the next one will be out soon.