"Long live the Emperor! Welcome to Katyn, Major of the Schutzstaffel!"
A group of security police, wearing concentration camp guard armbands, saluted in unison, glancing at the leading police colonel, Sloth nodded and returned the salute.
"Colonel Antonio Caldenbronna."
"Present, sir!"
The commandant of the concentration camp responded energetically. If it weren't for his security police uniform and the rank of a police colonel, you might think he was a university professor, lawyer, or a doctor - a type of intellectual. His scholarly face and somewhat frail physique perfectly fit people's impression of "literary temperament", making it hard to associate him with a military man, let alone guess that he was a commandant of a concentration camp.
Sloth put aside the discord and nodded.
"Our time is precious, if you have arranged any welcoming banquets or the like, please delay them until after we've handled business."
"Oh... certainly, sir."
