"I can hand over the gift you brought to Grom."
"That's even more out of order; as a visitor, it's natural for me to give the gift to the injured person directly. That counts as a visit. If I let you pass it along, what would that be?"
"Let him come over; I would like to see what gifts this Golden Dragon has prepared for me, hmph!"
Just as the old beastman wanted to continue to refuse, a voice filled with anger and strength came to his ears. The old beastman sighed helplessly,
"In that case, Lord Noah, please come this way!"
"Oh."
Noah faintly caught some of the aftershocks and looked toward the source of the voice, which was also the endpoint of his journey.
With no more hindrance from the old beastman, Noah continued westward. Even on this seemingly barren land, the flower of life bloomed brilliantly. The beastmen's women and children, along with their not-yet-grown young, herded the domesticated beast herds, scattered or gathered across the hills.
