I went back to the tent where my mothers were.
There was a mother there with a serious face.
The face was so serious that I didn't think it was someone who had been drinking a lot until earlier.
"Are you here?"
To say that, it seems that the person who came here first and then came to us.
I wondered what Arian would do, and this one was ready.
"Well, let's go"
We leave the tent and head to the tent where the chiefs of the Twelve Clans are.
I arrived immediately without guidance.
Because there were several warriors standing as escorts at the entrance to the tent.
Each race is different, so apparently we've brought in the arms of each race as an escort.
We came all the way to the tent.
Coming up to the entrance to the tent, the escorts paved the way for me.
We went down the road that opened for us, and we went into the tent.
Once inside the tent, the twelve beasts sitting first. Perhaps these are the chiefs of the twelve clans. Because some of them were Ratatosk, who talked to me earlier.
When he looked at me, he laughed with his eyes.
There were three seated futons placed so that they could sit face-to-face with those twelve chiefs.
Probably, but it would mean sitting where it is.
In the meantime, I sat right and left in the middle, feeling like Arian, my mother.
"First, let's get started. The new lord of the land."
It was a sheep beast man who would talk to me when I sat down.
From the sound of his voice, he seems to be quite old.
Because you mean the Beast of the Sheep, is that the chief of the Goseph tribe?
With that in mind, the other side started naming.
"Excuse me for forgetting my name. Non is one of the twelve clans, the" Gosev "clan chief, Aerey."
When the sheep beast named himself Aerey, so did the other chiefs.
When they're all done, I'll introduce myself.
"I am the son of Orcs the Demon King. It's Lewie. The two left and right are escorts, so never mind."
"What, you think he's the son of a demon king?
The beast man in the dog's face. I wonder if his name was Marcosias. I was surprised when he named him my father's son. Hmm. Apparently, I couldn't have expected a demon king's son to come to the boulder.
"... once upon a time, it was in Orcs, the Demon King, but not like him."
Was it Altair, the eagle-faced beast? That's what he said when he looked at my face. [M]
They say that a lot. My mother only inherits about the color of my hair, so she says that extra.
"Actually, aren't you drawing your father's blood?
To say so is a monkey-faced beast named Sgrieva.
It was like a gorilla coming out on a real-0 planet.
I know you're going to be there, but it was forbidden on this occasion.
"Ah⁉"
A chill ran on my spine. My body trembles, too.
When I looked right next to my left, I was angry at the position where my mother was about to hit me again.
Because I am not so similar, people who often serve the castle say similar things in the shadows.
But whenever such a story was told, the people who talked about it were forbidden in the castle because after a few days, something strange happened that they would disappear neglectfully.
If you let me kill you so much, I wouldn't be at the meeting.
The other chiefs are either frightened by their mother's "killing temper" or ready to fight at any time.
I think it tastes bad on boulders, and I forgive my mother.
"Mother."
Speaking in a low voice, my mother looks at me.
Forgive me if I have nothing else to do with you. I'll talk to you with my eyes.
Mother also breathed out gently as she found out that the meeting would be broken and solved the state of battle.
Seeing that, the chiefs also correct their dwellings with a breath of relief.
"I'm sorry. This man has a bad mouth, so I'll tell him to put it down."
"No, never mind"
I wave and appeal to you that there is no problem.
"So, if you're going to have a meeting with me, what do you want? Is that a deal, or subordinate?
I said by analogy, the woman who barked at Usa Ear.
"I will not be subordinate to the demon kingdom."
Uh, was it Mr. Arneb? The response split when the person shouted so.
Some snort at the statement, others shake their heads beside each other, and some of them sigh.
Apparently, the Twelve are not a single rock either.
Then I'd like to know why you're meeting with us.
If I don't know that, I can't talk about it.
Watching who would talk, Aerey opened his mouth because he was the oldest.
"That's what I found out last year, so I'd like you to know."
"Okay."
Hmm. Apparently, it's a pretty serious story.