Tifman was silent.
Yes, his brother had reached the fourth-circle, while he was still in the second-circle. That was the gap.
Although halflings had longer lifespans compared to humans.
With his current rate of cultivation, he would eventually grow old and die in the village.
Without his protection, how would these villagers cope with the enemies from the wilderness?
Over the past century, the seemingly safe southern border had become restless.
An organization that worshiped the "Hydra" had quietly arisen, said to be made up of humans who practiced evil mage techniques.
Huffman spoke gravely,
"Once I save enough money, I plan to buy a small private secret realm. I don't ask for much, just a place to keep you all safe and away from the troubles of the outside world."
Tifman said,
