This is a wild and primitive era.
The eight members of the Barbarian Race warband finished sowing and patted their backs to leave the next day at noon.
The King of Dibite was very pleased about this because Hegel staying here would threaten his rule, and he would eventually become the King of this land. Fortunately, Hegel has grander ambitions; he seeks glorious legends rather than merely some worldly power, and it's just a small kingdom on a river.
So when they left, the King of Dibite offered a little gold and silver jewelry, not much, because they weren't wealthy.
The group ate, drank, and took their leave, working hard for three days, and set off cheerfully.
When Hegel left, the daughters of the King of Dibite came to bid farewell. The mature and charming Priestess even touched her belly, unsure of what she was thinking, always watching Hegel's back.
