Bab 153: A Blurry Figure!

As Arar gazed into the distant starry sky, his voice broke the silence. "South of the wasteland, beyond the fault zone canyon, further south still, lies a vast grassland; larger even than the wasteland itself. It's known as Caesar's Grassland, or more commonly, Caesar's Prairie."

His eyes sparkled with reflection as he continued. "There, in the heart of that grassland, stands the Lion Royal Court, a formidable kingdom ruled by the lion-men, and the powerful Templeton family holds dominion over them."

Artom, standing nearby, raised his eyebrows in surprise. "Caesar's Meadow?" he repeated, his mind racing. "Does the Lion Royal Court plan to interfere in the affairs of the wilderness? Could the Templeton family be secretly pulling the strings behind the Silver Mane Tribe?" His questions came rapidly, one after another, driven by the weight of the implications.