Legends of Humanity.
The meeting ended, and everyone dispersed.
The villagers returned to their humble abodes as the sky turned darker. The light coming from the wooden buildings shone over the village, and it was like a shining beacon in the darkness.
Without the mountains surrounding the village, the light would reach the eyes of everyone within a hundred-kilometer radius.
Arthur and the rest gathered in their temporary residence. It was a hundred meters away from Village Hall, and it was relatively cozy.
The fireplace burned strongly and kept them warm while they could finally cook proper meals.
Creak, creak.
Arthur sat in a creaking chair that let out long agonizing sounds. With his hand touching his chin, he looked to be in a thoughtful state.
The four men sat around the well-carved wooden table while keeping their lips tightly shut.
After some time, Xerxus opened his mouth, ''Arthur, what should we do?''