After speaking, Belengar clapped his hands and left. He still needed to quickly fix the armor that had been roasted to pieces by Smaug.
Meanwhile, Lann continued to frown as he looked at the letter of request for assistance sent by Veltrest.
"Such a big event happened without any warning."
Tishaya appeared unruffled as she sat with composed dignity, asking softly without turning her head.
"Are you sure you want to go?"
"If Veltrest had another way, he wouldn't have come to me. This is a sensitive move."
Lann did not lift his head, repeatedly going over the sheets of paper, occasionally sipping fruit juice from his cup.
"Moreover, if the scope of this anomaly truly expands to the Ponta River Valley... what the hell! I just bought shares in a shipping company on the Ponta River!"
The Demon Hunter grumbled while flicking the high-quality paper with his finger.
And if something indeed goes wrong in the Ponta River Valley, it's not just an issue for the inland shipping company.
