Bountiful Harvest 

As they approached that place that Tenur thought was made by human hands, he and the mercenaries soon saw what looked like a small altar in front of a house with a roof in the shape of a square pyramid.

On the altar, small pillars about a meter high were spaced about the same distance apart from each other around a circle, while on each of them were scriptures with people's names.

Lines connected these pilasters in an irregular manner so that none of the mercenaries understood what this was about. But for someone like Tenur, understanding it was not that difficult, and after observing this altar for a few moments, he could decipher the truth.

'It seems this place was made to honor the dead of the same family...' Tenur frowned, imagining this was the correct place where Sefu had buried his family's dead people.

Sefu and Sati had only had each other for years since, on account of a nobleman, much of their family had been killed.