Hearing that, Lathel sighed and said: "Okay, you guys can do whatever you want, but don't bother me too much, understand?"
"Of course, God Lathel!" Yorder knelt on the ground, bowed his head, and said. The other Yordles, seeing this, did the same as him.
Then, they placed the sculpture, which looked like a wooden version, in the middle of the village on a wooden platform.
A lot of flowers were placed around the base of the statue, making it look extremely solemn.
Nina now carried a wreath to Lathel's side, smiled, and gave it to him: "God, Lathel, this wreath is for you."
"Ah! Thank you, Nina." Lathel also happily received the wreath. The wreath is very beautiful and delicate; it seems like you spent a lot of time making it.
"Hehehe… it's nothing; I just need to wave my wand and I can create a wreath."
Lathel: "…"
'Oy! Can I take back my thanks from earlier?'
At this moment, Yorder spoke up: "Nina..."
