They also have their own way to contact the capital of wakanda.
'I supposed that's how I am going to infiltrate' he thought, before making his way to the village, analysing how every men and women were dressed, and who seemed deferent to who, he quickly deduced which one of them was the highest ranking, unsurprisingly it was a women.
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Following the, he supposed, Dora Milaje to what looked like a straw hut, inside, nothing seemed out of place with its exterior, but a small and advanced-looking tablet in the corner of the room was still slightly conspicuous.
Looking over her shoulder as she turned on the tablet, Arthur was blown away by the speed and smoothness of its loading. In 5 seconds, the device was powered on, had scanned the Dora Milaje, granted her access and loaded up what appeared to be the main menu.
The menu was minimalist, just a simple interface, but an icon of a phone in the corner of the screen caught his attention. By passing his arm over the shoulder of the Dora Milaje, he touched the icon.
The screen changed immediately to show a message:
"Ukuqinisa kusendleleni" (Reinforcements are on their way)
The moment his finger left the screen, his power stopped affecting the device and the Dora immediately looked alerted by the message.
Quickly activating what seemed to be a communication device on her wrist, she talked in what Xhosa should sound like.
Arthur didn't know what she said but a minute later he saw her hurriedly walk outside the hut, so he followed her.
She turned to look at something in the distance and he also followed her gaze.
Before them, something which vaguely looked like a small spaceship appeared to be approaching at high speed towards them.
Once the aircraft had landed, 5 Wakandan guards walked out in full vibranium and started looking around and shouting commands and questions in Xhosa.
Arthur couldn't understand the language but he knew that his opportunity to go to the capital was just in front of him.
'Here's my ride.'
He smiled and quickly boarded the aircraft. He settled down in a corner of the main area and waited.
Some 30 minutes later, the 5 guards and the Dora Milaje from earlier walked in and the ride to the capital started.
'I hope I didn't get her in trouble,' he thought, glancing at the woman warrior before slightly shrugging.
'Well, it's not like I can do anything about it.'
The ride to the city of Birnin Zana only took 2 minutes, mostly thanks to the speed of Wakanda's aircraft.
But also because Wakanda was not an especially big country, like most small nations in Africa, its capital was in the middle of the country. From the border to the biggest city were only about 150 kilometers.
From the sky, Birnin Zana appeared as a spectacular futuristic city where ultra-technology blends with nature. Skyscrapers and parks were intertwined together to form a beautiful contrast.
Arthur found himself captivated by the sight of this architecture, having never seen anything like that before, but too quickly reality reared its ugly head and the aircraft landed in front of what appeared to be a vast military complex.
Without waiting for the guards to sit up, he went down the aircraft and started looking around. While he was admiring this foreign architecture, the guard that offered him a ride started guiding the Dora Milaje toward a vibranium-encrusted door. He quickened his pace to catch up with them and not lose himself in what seemed to be a perfectly well-made labyrinth.
For the 5 minutes it had taken to get them from the landing zone to what, he supposed, was the waiting area of the throne room, Arthur was doing his absolute best to remember the way and to orient himself.
When the door opened to call them in, he still chose to follow them, hoping to see interesting things and to maybe get a clue as to where he should go next.
'There doesn't seem to be any sign indicating where to go to take their Herb.'
On the throne stood the king, T'Chaka. On his right was his queen, Ramonda. A little behind them was a young man, the crown prince, T'Challa. Shuri was nowhere to be seen. He supposed she was only ten or eleven at this time.
The meeting was spoken in Xhosa, a language he still chose not to learn when planning his heist, stupid decision in hindsight.
Becoming bored after the first 5 minutes of an incomprehensible back and forth between the Dora Milaje that he got into trouble, a Dora Milaje that seemed to be Okoye, from his memories of the movies, T'Challa and one of the guards that went to the village, he quickly started looking around the throne room, hoping to find something more interesting.
The room was large and circular, the floor was a gigantic panel of thick glass and multiple empty chairs were arranged around the throne. There was no other door than the main one, there were no windows to open, only high glass panels giving an unrestricted view of the futuristic city and its inhabitants.
After a while, the conversation died down and the guard and Dora Milaje were escorted out by Okoye. In the room remained only the king, his family and Arthur.
Of course, nobody knew of the last one.
'Could I build myself a cool throne room like that in New York or do I absolutely need to be king to have one?'
His musings were interrupted by the king sighing heavily before getting up from his throne, offering his hand to his queen.
The two said something to T'Challa before making their way to the door. Having to decide quickly if he should follow the king or the crown prince, Arthur ultimately chose to follow the king.
'Luckily no one can see me right now, but even knowing that, I can't help but find following people creepy. Maybe I will love it with time.'
After the second set of stairs the couple took, Arthur started to think that maybe he really was lucky.
'Because if that's not the way to the catacombs, I'm eating my shoes.'
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