Crete City.
The Dwarf king and the Troll king were alone in the conference room, discussing what to do next.
They were already here since morning, and the atmosphere was tense, but it was different now.
They were discussing the distribution of benefits.
That was right, they were already discussing the matter of dividing the interests gained from the human side, and were arguing about it.
Unexpectedly, the news of a great defeat came from the front line.
They actually lost this way that should have been won easily, hence the atmosphere was very heavy.
"The question now is whether the human race will retaliate against us.
"If we don't deal with this problem properly, we will suffer heavy losses!"
The king of the Dwarves, Wine Barrel Chris, slammed the table and said through gritted teeth.
The king of the Trolls, Resta Jacob, was also frustrated. His dark blue face looked a little ferocious as he let out a shrill voice,
