What was the alpha wolf thinking?
Actually, in most situations, our alpha wolf miss thought absolutely nothing at all—even when she raised an army of magical beasts, her head was still a complete muddle. Lily's actions were as unfathomable as her species. She was always bafflingly making major headlines while she herself remained utterly confused, just like when she had wondered in the Black Forest why she had suddenly ended up with over a million underlings. Today, she was just as surprised to find herself suddenly planning to build a city...
A normal husky ripping the sofa cushions to shreds while its owner was away, then whipping around in terror upon hearing the owner open the door, probably felt exactly like this: What the hell have I done?!
Of course, Lily was still much more capable than an ordinary husky. At least she knew that she ought to act a little more profound and inscrutable, as though she had everything under control. So when she saw the strange expression on General Ulysses's face, she nodded solemnly. "Subraces are intelligent creatures too. They simply live in more primitive conditions and evolved a little more slowly than you humans. You humans can build houses, so why can't subraces?"
General Ulysses was caught in a conflict of his own. After hearing this, he found it difficult to argue, and could only mumble a few perfunctory responses.
Lily looked toward the Great Wasteland. Across the vast wilderness outside Black Raven Stronghold, the power of Chaos had temporarily been cut off. A faint glow drifted across the wasteland, forming an astonishingly vast protective barrier. Beneath that barrier, magical beasts wandered everywhere like swarms of insects.
Every subrace tribe had three or four leaders carrying "Alpha Wolf Divine Fur" talismans for protection. They were tribal chiefs,