The Elf Princess's Worries

The high-level stegosaurus Siviji did not linger. After introducing his two mid-level descendants, he led his herd away. He did not believe the spinosaurus would let him off, and hoped to migrate north, far from that fellow.

"Yawenni? Why did you rush over? What exactly happened before?" After seeing off the stegosaurs, Gleia turned her concern to the third high-ranker in their party.

Yesterday morning, this high-ranking elf had suddenly received word ordering her to return to Night-Kirin City at once and head to the Imperial Capital. Everyone had assumed she could not possibly make this trip in time. When Gleia and Wendy mentioned it last night, they had even felt sorry for her. Unexpectedly, after only one day, she had already arrived.

"Heh, nothing major. We just nearly went to war with Girislav, that's all. But compared to your side directly shaking out the Queen of the Magic Web and a demigod, it still fell a little short!"

The moment yesterday's events came up, Yawenni was in a foul mood. They had originally agreed that she would protect the eldest princess on the way to the Great Forest, only for her to be summoned back to Night-Kirin City in a fluster at dawn after galloping over two hundred kilometers on a Black-Scaled Horse. Only when she reached the Imperial Capital did she learn that the pet-like mid-level frost wolf in Padmira Palace had actually managed to single-handedly defeat Girislav's archmage, and had even carried off all the prisoners and magic beasts right in front of the border count.

The actions of the frost wolf Totapara could be taken as a great matter or a small one. They could be seen as the leader of a Barbarian tribe taking away his own clansmen, or as a local conflict between the