Obviously, although Hill Territory looked sunny and peaceful, undercurrents were already stirring elsewhere in the world.
No outright war had broken out, and the open and covert struggles were still contained within a relatively small scope, all because no one wanted to make things so big that they drew in the Undead.
Otherwise, William would not have kept wandering around outside... He could not possibly bother with this nonsense.
Besides, this was bound to happen after the world advanced.
Hill knew very well that no matter how good previous relationships had been, no race or faction would give up its future because of that friendship.
Whether it could be done or not would ultimately depend on whose fist was bigger.
The rapidly developing Telashir was bound to produce an endless stream of powerful figures.
And those powerful figures would naturally stand with their own camps, fighting for a sufficiently fertile piece of land for their races and the beings who followed them.
Once things reached that point, no one could stop them.
Not civilization, and not even the Gods.
So Aglaia had to act a little domineering as well. Otherwise, those Sea Demon Beasts would only go further.
And while the war between humans and Magical Beasts might not turn into a racial war with the destruction of Merkel's mighty and prosperous kingdom, small-scale battles would absolutely be unavoidable.
After all, humans were no longer willing to shut themselves behind towering walls as they had in the past... How could they possibly not be tempted by the vast grasslands and rivers outside?
Yet in the eyes of many Magical Beasts, they could refrain from disturbing the lands within the walls, but why should everything beyond those walls belong to humans?
The Lord of Fairness and Justice could not possibly force