A moment later, the fox tribe's elder sounded flustered, at a complete loss.
Meanwhile, Kitsune Sylvana fumbled her way around the tables and chairs. Relying on her memory, she slowly returned to her previous seat. Her expression was perfectly calm, as though everything that had just happened was the most natural occurrence in the world.
"Until now, the Beastmen's fate was always unpredictable. But now, the river of destiny seems much clearer."
"The final destiny of the Beastmen turns out to be under this new Giant King. It must be the guidance of the great Titan god."
After saying this, Kitsune Sylvana reached out, trying to locate the teacup on the table. However, when she had knelt down earlier, she accidentally knocked it to the ground. Seeing this, the fox tribe's elder hurriedly picked up the cup and set it to one side, then poured Kitsune Sylvana some fresh tea.
"Prophet, what should we do now?"