Rosef's Guess

"I can't change the Beastmen Royal Court's decision, much less stop the local orc tribes from attacking the Gallop Plains." After they looked at each other for a long while, Rosef Vishidno Gallop sighed. "I'm only a Human Race mage in orc territory."

"Night-Kirin City does not believe that a single call from you could make war vanish, but we also hope that, if there is a chance, you can strive for peace between Hindukush and the Gallop Plains," Landen said. "After all, the Gallop Plains now are not what they were three hundred years ago. These days, the plains are full of Barbarians everywhere."

"You think the Barbarians really can become the main body of the Gallop Plains?" Rosef asked with a smile.

"They already are. Landen Gallop merely became the leader of the Barbarians, and found a god for the Barbarians, that's all."

Rosef still wanted to keep chatting with Landen, but the door to his room was pushed open, and Honnier Gallop walked in.

"Grandfather, I heard you had a guest?" Honnier had heard that Rosef had been invited to Tikar by people from the White Wolf clan and the Scorch Wolf clan, so she had specially come to see him. But then she heard from the servants that the one who had returned with Rosef was also a white-furred werewolf, and she subconsciously assumed this was someone from the White Wolf Family of the Royal Court, come to bring Rosef a message.

But after asking more carefully, she learned that this werewolf had followed an intermediate Magic Wolf all the way from the eastern part of the Gallop Plains to Tikar. Honnier's interest was instantly piqued, and she went straight into Rosef's study.

"Yes, this is Priest Waldi. He came from the Gallop Plains and happened