When Lorraine and her group continued onward and reached the eight outlying border tribes that had likewise been struck by the disaster, they discovered something that greatly surprised them.
These tribes had clearly suffered the savage beast calamity not long ago, yet both the overall atmosphere of the tribes and the spirits of their barbarian people were vastly different from the tribes they had passed through before.
All of these tribes were actively rebuilding. Light shone in the people's eyes, smiles filled their faces, and they radiated vigorous vitality.
After entering one of the tribes, the divine envoys were even more astonished to find that its people were not merely high-spirited. Their physical health was also far better than that of the previous tribes, without the slightest hint of sickness or weakness.
Out of curiosity, they sought out the Tribal Leader here and revealed their identities.
Yet what struck them as rather strange was that when this leader learned they were divine envoys, a trace of panic actually flashed through his eyes.
Such a change in expression naturally could not escape their notice.
They immediately thought of a word the priests had mentioned before their departure: "heretics."
To be branded a heretic was a grave crime beneath the royal capital, one punishable by the utmost penalty.
Still, after a brief moment of panic, the leader quickly regained his composure.
As though he had made an immense decision, he looked at Lorraine and the others with resolute eyes. "Honored divine envoys, please allow me to tell you everything we have experienced."
The leader began recounting the savage beast disaster from a month ago.
When they heard that the tribe had received aid from that border tribe, the other four besides Lorraine showed surprise in their eyes.
By all rights, that border