“No, we do. Our chiefs cry as well. But Human chiefs would not cry in front of others. Because they have their reputations.”

“Reputation?”

“I mean…”

Hwee let out a little sigh. There were different values that different species held, which were hard for each other to understand.

‘It’s like this even when we speak the same language.’

Fortunately enough, Hwee did not have to explain what reputation meant. Owen had met lots of Humans as a vagrant.

“No, I know what reputation is. It is not too difficult to understand. If the tribal chief shows a weak side, the warriors will think the chief is a weak person, right? But don’t try to explain this to the other Lizardmen. They will not understand.”

“Why not?”

“There is something we consider more important than reputation.”

Owen and Hwee saw tears rolling down Lakrak’s face and dripping on the floor. When Hwee was about to ask what was more important, Lakrak turned around to face Owen and Hwee.

Lakrak gently wiped his tears with his thumb and said, “Oh, it’s Owen.”

“I’m late,” replied Owen.

“Mm, you are late…but not too late. You still have the chance to see the star catcher off.”

Owen and Hwee both went up to Lakrak.

“Your words have made me feel slightly better, chie...