Robson understood. To put it simply, it was an incredibly clichéd revenge story.
For a magical beast, one offspring shouldn't have been a big deal. But as the conflict between the two sides dragged on, the animosity grew until it spiraled out of control.
"So, you're saying that Legendary-Tier Magical Beast will return in the future?" Robson asked.
"Sigh... that's right. For centuries, we've repelled them countless times, but he always manages to gather new hordes of magical beasts to attack our territory."
As Elder Eggon spoke of this, his brow furrowed with worry.
While Elder Eggon's brow was furrowed with worry, Robson was inwardly ecstatic.
'So this is a permanent farming spot?'
Robson had originally planned to suggest that the Mountain Rock Bear Race move to his territory.
But now, considering they had this trait of attracting monsters, he abandoned the idea.
