Chapitre 93: Snake... Woman!

The following morning, Logan, accompanied by his uncle Begon and uncle Reynolds, to ventured close to the tribal warehouse. As they approached, the area buzzed with activity. Numerous tribesmen and beastmen bustled about, tidying and organizing what appeared to be a series of vacant dwellings.

Logan scanned the scene, noting the flurry of movement. "Is this the abandoned complex then?" he inquired.

Begon nodded, his voice carrying over the din. "Indeed, these were homes once, but proximity to the warehouse meant relocating more than a dozen families. Fortunately, there's a winery nearby which simplifies logistics considerably."

Logan frowned slightly, his concern palpable. "Ensure those displaced families are well settled. It's vital they don't feel shortchanged by this move."