The Author's POV

Within a tranquil region of the human domain.

The grass swayed in response to the passage of a light breeze, with its movement consistent with the direction in which the wind was blowing. At this very instant, the air abruptly began to warp, and a number of little footprints appeared on top of the grass.

"So this is the human domain?"

A rough and groggy voice sounded.

Randur, who was looking at the enormous metropolis in the distance, was the one who spoke. Night had fallen on Ashton city, and the bright city lights were visible from where he suddenly appeared, making it all the prettier.

"It doesn't look too bad."

Another voice sounded from behind him.

"...Although it looks more beautiful than efficient. From just a glance, you can tell that the defensive system is filled with flaws."

"You're right, Jomnuk."

Randur caressed his beard.

He took a minute to etch the scene of the city in the distance, and then he materialized a small round object from thin air.

should be in

took his sight away from

don't see anyone. Are they perhaps late? Weren't we supposed to meet

furrowed a

was not a patient person in any way. As a matter of fact, his patience was notoriously short, and all of the more senior dwarves were

was successful in deceiving the majority of elders in

for the fact that I owe him one and that he promised to

by crossing his arms

dwarves who were standing behind him were not the least bit taken aback by his antics. When they found out that the guy who was

"I'm sorry I'm late."

that Randur was about to throw another tantrum, a hushed voice echoed from some distance,

was none other

Observing him from afar, Randur's eyes furrowed. Meanwhile, Kevin continued to head in their

The only reason why I was able to find you was because of the fluctuation that

eyes toward the other dwarves, he secretly counted

dwarves, what exactly are you planning on

Immora to pick up several people, among them there were a handful of prominent figures from the dwarven domain.