487. Frost-Wolf and the White Wolf Family

Having secured the Beastmen Royal Court's stance, Landen Gallop left satisfied, leaving the enormous otter, Shitade Woziyi, to keep lying in the pool specially prepared for him.

"Does the Royal Court truly want Fiat Gallop to enter and rule Night-Kirin City?" On the other side of the room, a small door opened, and the old camel Shahman Duleqizi slipped in silently. "Fiat is far harder to deal with than that Landen."

"Of course not, but what would be more troublesome is if those two joined forces." The Great Otter hugged a dried fish and spoke without a care. "The Royal Court does not believe Landen Gallop, with a Fairy Queen at his back, can give up Night-Kirin City, so we need to leak Fiat's news to him and make the two of them suspect each other forever, unable to cooperate."

"He really is Landen Gallop?" The Old Camel was somewhat surprised and pointed toward the doorway. "You're certain?"

"It may not necessarily be him in person, but it must be someone who can make decisions in Night-Kirin City." The Great Otter took a sip of fine wine. "Otherwise, could an ordinary orc obtain wine of such quality?"

"Then you..."

"I'm not good at fighting anyway, and didn't you see he has the Temple of Life's token? Rather than force a fight and offend an Ancient God and a Magic Beast, it's better to pretend I know nothing." In the otter's view, he was the Royal Court's envoy. Even if he encountered an enemy, he should contend with them from an envoy's position and with an envoy's methods, not through force.

"Have you heard? Multiple Ratman clans are gathering toward Iowa Pass." On the first floor of the bar, the half-Dwarf bartender Old Hammer wiped a glass while chatting idly