Recruiting An Army
Redakteur: EndlessFantasy Translation
After they defeated the two humanoids of superior races one after another, the Players returned to the village where a situation was unfolding amongst the family of the Long Ears' chief.
"Uncle, you did what…"
Laybit was glaring in disbelief at Rangka, who still had the two broken pieces of the scepter he had snapped in two.
"Don't start. I was only trying to distract them." Rangka could not help looking embarrassed, aware that his nephew had seen him 'swearing fealty'.
"Your father isn't dead yet," He added, clearing his throat.
"What…" Laybit turned towards his father, who still was not showing any signs of life.
How could he be alive? His heart has stopped, let alone the fact that he wasn't breathing!
But even when that thought crossed Laybit's mind, his hearing—several times stronger than human's—caught a faint sound.