Half a day ago.

The Black-Scaled Lizardmen Tribe.

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An errand boy came to Lakrak and whispered something to him.

“He asked for me?”

“...Yes. He said his life is on the line and that he doesn't think he could speak to you unless it is now.”

Lakrak nodded and shouted over his shoulder, “Stop the procession.”

As Lakrak shouted, each Lizardman warrior in the middle of the other processions repeated his words to all the other Lizardmen.

“Stop the procession!”

“The chief said to stop the procession!”

“Stop! Orders from the tribal chief.”

The processions of Black-Scaled Lizardmen that were large enough to make dust clouds instantly stopped at Lakrak’s orders. Lakrak sat on top of a large, monstrous bird and watched the processions stop sequentially. With the bird as his mount, Lakrak was high up enough to easily take in the whole scene.

“Hmm.”

Those who had never met Lakrak wouldn’t know, but the Black-Scaled Lizardmen hadn’t completely failed in taming Cockatrices. The large, monstrous bird was a Cockatrice that was over 3.5 meters tall, and Lakrak was the only individual who somewhat succeeded in taming one. One could think it was a shame there was only one special case, but it was due to the success of taming the large, monstrous bird that the Cuorcas were born.

Lakrak said to the errand boy, “Tell the star catcher that I will be...