The Two Suns slowly sank, and at last, a long day was coming to an end.
Just a few hours earlier, every civilization on the continent had received the news: the Goblin Civilization, which had once ruled the world, had been completely wiped out.
Yet their gods hadn't perished in the Magic Web. Instead, they'd used the boundless numbers of Ratmen to collectively change jobs and become Rat Gods. They'd even formed a homecoming corps and nearly returned to life among the Human Race and Beast Race.
A few people sat on either side of a long table in the meeting room of the castle in Iowa.
At the center of the Human Race's side sat the Human Empire's Prime Minister, Mitroya Shendu. The Human Race's Legends and Demigods sat beside him. Opposite them, at the center, sat the Legendary Panda-kin Xiu Ming, with an equal number of Dragon Race Legends and Demigods on either side.
If someone had walked in without knowing the situation and seen the two sides facing off, they might have thought the Human Empire was about to go to war with the Dragon Kingdom.
"Lord Xiu Ming, I don't quite understand. The Human Empire's advance into Hindukush won't affect the development of the neutral city-states, so why have you brought these lords here to stop us?" The Prime Minister spoke first, his tone charged with hostility.
The Legendary Panda-kin looked calmly at Mitroya and said with a smile, "Prime Minister, the lords from Red Dragon Rock and I have absolutely no intention of interfering in the Empire's war with the Beastmen. It's just that the Goddess of Wealth issued a divine oracle earlier: anyone who drives away a Rat God's will can claim 500,000 Gold Coins.
"As you know, the Forest Cat and Scorch Wolf