"It seems that everyone understands by now, the issue is no longer the conflict between you all."
Louis said heavily, "I don't know if the Abyssal Church intentionally blocked your understanding of the basic rules of founding a nation back then."
"But now, none of the countries surrounding the Giant Plain would want to become the target of attacks from dimensional beings."
The Grand Chief sighed and said in a deep voice:
"Please wait for a moment, I need to specifically consult an elder regarding this matter."
He picked up the cane beside him and knocked it on the ground, causing the tent to tremble slightly.
Soon, a sapling suddenly broke through the ground, rapidly growing to several meters tall in just a few breaths.
A face full of wrinkles quickly emerged on the sturdy trunk.
Duke Prime Minister exclaimed in shock, "A Wisdom Tree?"
The Wisdom Tree is a member of the Elf Race.
