"God Almighty, can't we just enjoy this meal in peace?" Hebaron exclaimed.
Maxi was apparently not the only one feeling uncomfortable.
The burly knight huffed. "We've just won a battle. Why clash words when we can enjoy the feast before us?"
"You don't seem to comprehend the gravity of the situation," Kuahel spat. "I am not here to break bread with you."
"Then why have you graced us with your presence?" Richard Breston sneered, swirling a large goblet in one hand.
Ignoring him, Kuahel said calmly, "I am sure you have been informed that the remaining monster forces in the Pamela Plateau are trying to destroy the barriers set up around the Lexos Mountains. Two of the five shrines built four years ago to block mana from flowing to the dragon have already fallen to the enemy. Even if the coalition army succeeds in reclaiming the castles, divine magic tainted by the monsters will fail to work properly. To purify it, we require a holy relic."