The Kaolrit tribe? A false god? The very fact that those jungle trolls worshipped a ‘god’ the first place was stupid. Nodding in approval of the chief’s negative outlook on the rival tribe’s worship and treatment of their sacred bird, Tsukiko allowed herself to relax a little bit more. These trolls, despite their original offensive, have proved themselves to be reasonable enough, and the Great Spirits have not yet commanded their extermination. For now, she would go and meet their Elder.

Tetras had righted the cart and reattached the horse, and, hopping onto it once more, Tsukiko waited for anyone else to get back on, before snapping the reins and urging the horse over. A few moments, later it became obvious that the horse could just lead itself, and the priestess’s curiousity got the better of her.

Reaching out, the ink-haired girl drew Ophene’s book closer, about to read it.