"What beastmen? What are they talking about?" King Ragnar asked while staring at the crowd who were crying with pitiful faces.
The city head sighed deeply. "There is a hill on the far south side of the island city, a lush green hill that stands in stark contrast to the rest of the desert. The stunted beastmen live there—savage creatures, dwarf-human with beastly character. They frequently raid our city, killing our people and stealing our children. We've tried to fight them off, but they are too strong."
King Ragnar's face darkened. "Why wasn't this reported to the Doom family?"
The city head lowered his gaze. "The Doom family never responded to our pleas for help, and we've been left to fend for ourselves."
Kent felt something was wrong. The time was too perfect for the report of beastmen by villagers. To find out the truth, there is only one way.
"Show me this hill." Kent said in a serious tone.
