The beastmen resumed their seats, simultaneously setting their gazes upon the skeleton to the left of Wen Mansha.
Clad in a purple long dress, wearing a lady's hat.
If not for the terrifying skeleton appearance, one might think she was a noble young lady set to attend a ball.
A new skeleton?
I remember the previous skeleton was a two-handed sword wielder.
Why this attire?
Can it fight?
The beastmen wondered to themselves.
Wen Mansha looked around and then directly said, "The Aiskar Shaman hasn't come, but we still need to proceed with the matter."
"Yes, yes, we came to listen to you," a Beastman spoke up.
Wen Mansha nodded, then added, "I won't say much more, here is the alliance treaty. As long as everyone signs it, from here on Lundham City and the six tribes present will affirm their alliance, prohibiting all forms of conflict, maintaining the safety of the allied members, cooperating and uniting with each other, and striving to progress together."
