Once transferred, Sage, I was reincarnated and became the son of the Demon King. ~ Eh ⁉ The sixteenth place in throne inheritance would be too low ~

Meetings had been held again at the place where the last meeting of the chiefs of the Twelve clans had taken place.

"Well, it's been about a month since that Lewie guy went into 'Depth', but what's going on?

Sgrieva spoke out when the meeting began.

The nuance of that word seems to me to be saying it with curiosity, curious as to what happened, rather than worrying one way or another.

"I don't think he's dead on a boulder, but I want to know what's going on."

Auzumbra looked bitter because she didn't know the situation.

"Well, you'll know what it is when you die"

There was a man growing a tiger beard with a tiger face who wasn't at the previous meeting.

"Cheyenne. Didn't you send some people to your tribe 'deep'?

Marcosias asked the tiger-faced man.

It is the Cheyenne of the chief of the 'Taciel' clan.

"I know we're in vampire territory, but they're not grabbing any other footprints."

Cheyenne answers, shaking her neck to the side.

"Hmm. I'm pretty sure he went to a vampire."

Aerey says as he strokes his jaw.

From the ex-post verification of the raid on the tribal villages, it was thought that it was the vampires who hung the raid.

Therefore, it was thought that going to the vampire's place would eliminate the raid.

I wonder if it's going to work.

Arneb says, stirring his hair.

The voice had no expectations.

"But I don't have any information, don't worry about boulders"

Altair doesn't come in with any information, so it feels creepy instead, so I tell him so.

Sure, I'd say creepy because I don't have information that sounds informative.

"Right. I think so too."

Ratatosk moves his tail anxiously.

Walthahanga sighs as she follows the movement of its tail with her eyes.

"You're in trouble. If you fail, if you fail, if you succeed, if you succeed, I'm worried about how to move forward."

"But since it is not our tribe, we can say that there is no harm."

Diomedes says with a particularly fine face.

"No, he said Aerey's granddaughter did follow him to Lewie, but that place would be a problem"

"Right. Aerey. Is that daughter indeed the next candidate for chief?

Erumantos asked about his daughter.

"Mm-hmm. Right. Most importantly, I don't think he's going to be like that."

Aerey exhales like trouble.

"Well, it's a harsh story, but you're only a candidate, even though you're my granddaughter, and I can tell you that there are other candidates, so you don't have to die."

Chinlon says calmly.

"... sure it is"

Aerey didn't seem to want to agree with Chinlon's words in the heart, but in reason he nodded because Chinlon was right.

"So, here's a suggestion. I'd like to send in troops from our tribe to check on Lord Lewie's situation, but what do you think?

Cheyennerian suggested so to the tribesmen.

But they all showed difficulty.

Everyone doesn't like to break the power of their own tribe.

Thereafter, the debate was exchanged on the proposal by Thianlian.

In the midst of an exchange of discussions.

"And excuse me."

A member of the 'Taciel' clan escorting him from the conference hall suddenly entered the conference hall.

"What's going on? ⁉ We're in a meeting."

"I know it's an emergency."

"Is something wrong?

"Yes, a legion of giants is coming towards this conference hall."

"" "" What is it ⁉ ""

The tribal chiefs were stunned.

No way, I didn't think the Giants would come out of the 'depths'.

"Besides, we are here to surround those who have never seen a cage carrying them!

"A cage?

"Yes. Take charge of the kind of box that people put in"

"... why are you responsible for such a person?

"I don't know. But what did the giants come for?

"What are you doing here?

"Ready for interception?

"No, we'll see how it goes here."

"Excuse me!

"Now what ⁉"

Another escort comes in, so Marcosias asks, absurdly speaking.

"Ha, the Dark Elves have come to the forefront as messengers"

"You think it's a first touch?

"Well. Let him through."

"Ha."

The escort nodded and left the room.

And immediately brought the Dark Elves.

Dark Elves was Rooty.

"I've brought you"

"Good luck. You can back off."

"Ha."

The escort gives his respects and leaves the conference hall.

"So, who is your Lord?

"I'll see you first. My name is Luti and I am the daughter of Borforet, the chief of the Dark Elves. I am here to deliver the letter of my Lord."

"The Lord?

"Who?

"My Lord's name is Lewie."

"" "Eh ⁉" "

The chiefs in the conference hall lost much of their words of surprise.

"It is the letter of my Lord. Go ahead. Have a look at your wisdom."

With that said, Rooty gives the paper wrapped in strings to Auzumbra, who is nearby.

Immediately Auzumbra spreads the letter and looks at the contents.

Look around, Awzumbra with a surprising face.

"What's wrong with you? Auzumbra"

"... He says Lord Lewie has subordinated all the tribes that live in the 'depths'"

When I heard Auzumbra's words, they all lost their words.

"Ho, is that true?

"That's what the letter says, and it won't be any more lies than there are dark elves."

Everyone couldn't say anything.

"I'll be here in a little while, so please pick me up."

"Yes, I understand."

"Then I will now"

Luti thanked him and left the scene behind.

………………

The chiefs kept silent with indescribable faces.

They didn't seem to expect to subordinate all the tribes that were all in the 'depths' so quickly.

"And the rabbit must be greeted by a horn."

"So,"

Ratatosk replied to Marcosias' words.

Alneb had one blue face as they were all in a hurry to get ready.