Bab 235: I Don't Have Time For This Bullshit! (2)

Later that day, Woodrill City ushered an undeniable bustle. Various contracted beasts stopped by the grassless side of the lake shore. It used to be where Feren, Legland, Nicol, and their beloved Moon Elf Lord were destroyed during their drunken sparring.

Scorched earth and full of rumble that is its original state, they fixed it thanks to the industrious moon elves. They flattened the ground, then leveled it with stone slabs during the lonely day the Moon Elf Lord visited the Redhill Territory. It would pass as a temporary place for meetings and such.

In the center of the clearing, a massive rectangular table is placed. This table is so shockingly long that anyone who sees it would think of a long stretch of a river, and around it are numerous finely crafted wooden chairs. Each is meant for the participant for this meeting for the Moon Elf Lord.