After I received a call from Azrael, we got out of the dungeon and returned ourselves to the surface, where Azrael was. Currently, we are inside a temporary tent that was built for the matter that I discussed with Azrael.
The tent was built just for protection from the sun, not for us, since we had tolerance for it, but for the ones who were about to attend.
The surface was not grassy or even earthy. For the sake of clicky footsteps, I cast Earth Magic Level 7: Stony Path to pave the area with stone slabs.
"So those humans will be having an audience with Master, huh?"
Just as Czarina muttered, the audience of human migrants was about to start. That was why I was sitting on a throne that I crafted time ago just for this occasion.
