"Elder Alpa, do you know what crime you have committed?"
Thanks to the phone, Elder Alpa, who had been patrolling outside, returned quickly. In truth, even without being contacted by phone, she had already been rushing back. With so many Hot Air Balloons descending from the sky, she wasn't blind—there was no way she could have missed them.
"Crime? What crime have I committed?" Faced with the questioning of tribal chief Mutota, Alpa showed not the slightest trace of guilt. Instead, she looked entirely justified.
"I did this for the Feathered Flower Society, for Natlan. If the Elemental Energy Wings were successfully developed, we wouldn't need Fluffy Wing Dragons to fly anymore. Those Wingless Ones of the Feathered Flower Society could soar through the skies again."
Alpa's words resonated with quite a few people from the Feathered Flower Society nearby. They were all Wingless Ones. The so-called Wingless Ones were those who had failed the Feathered Flower Society's flight trials. There were many such people in the society. In fact, the vast majority of those in the Elemental Energy research base were Wingless Ones.
"That is not a reason for you to persecute Fluffy Wing Dragons. They have always been companions of the Feathered Flower Society." Alpa's words infuriated Mutota. He had never imagined that Alpa, who had always enjoyed such high prestige in the tribe, would turn out to be this kind of person.
Alpa's standing within the Feathered Flower Society was extremely high. In some respects, it even surpassed that of the tribal chief. Even Chaska had admired her greatly before. It was Alpa who had found Chaska in the wilderness, where she had been raised by a Fluffy Wing Dragon, and brought her back to the tribe. That was how Chaska had become who she was today.