News of the Crimson Arc Guild visiting the Horn Lizard King had spread throughout Horn Lizard Town, reaching ears far beyond what anyone had anticipated.
The Crimson Arc Guild had become the center of attention, and both Beastmen and humans talked about them with pride, respect, and adoration.
Many openly praised their courage, while others admired their determination and some even regarded them as heroes.
News of what the Slave Trade Guild did had been exposed by them, and everyone had been singing their praises ever since.
Many still found it difficult to believe, especially since the Slave Trade Guild had remained untouchable for years.
Inside a tavern, loud discussions filled the air as the smell of roasted meat mixed with the strong scent of rum. It was lively.
Laughter echoed from every corner while wooden mugs repeatedly slammed against tables, creating a chaotic rhythm. Noise filled the space.
