"Is it in the lair of Milka…" Sensing the presence of a great beast somewhere around this jungle, Vael looked at the inquisitors.
"Yes.. it is indeed her den… but we would barely enter her lair, so there is no need to worry about it."
Nodding his head, Vale glanced toward Marty and thought to himself, 'She really has begun to create a nuisance here… why aren't the churches doing anything about it?'
After evolving to tier Ⅳ, Milka had become a synonym of death among the businessmen.
Because of the beast, they had to add another day to their journey, which was getting added to the item they sell. The price of the item that depended on these imports has begun to rise because of this.
It was getting worse by the day, and still, everyone was silent for some reason.
'Should we do it ourselves… these tier I won't even make a dent in the level..' Glancing at his status, he thought to himself.
[Level: 35/40]
