This was not a matter of just a few thousand people; it involved nearly a hundred thousand lives. One wrong step could lead to catastrophic consequences.
He gently removed the helmet from his head and placed it on the table. Gazing at Lalana's delicate face, Limon said, "Your Majesty Lalana, you're staking the rise and fall of the Lurufel clan on this. Perhaps, I'm not worthy of your trust."
In response to Limon's words, Lalana simply smiled.
To Limon's astonishment, Lalana stood up from her seat and climbed onto the conference table.
Her petite and delicate figure moved across the table, approaching Limon.
Today, Lalana was dressed in a white short - skirt that reached just below her knees, and the white stockings on her calves were clearly visible.
The Lurufel tribe was of small stature. Even when she stood on the table, she wasn't much taller than Limon, who was seated.
