For a moment the atmosphere fell silent with the stunning gaze the dwarves fixed on the great master Gentagoa. However, when it was seen that one of the elders of the dwarves appeared from their rear row, the dwarves immediately gave way to the village elder.
The elders even walk with a stick that looks somewhat rey ot and about to be broken, which later n he stalled in d e pan grandmaster Gentagoa and showed gaze door like a hawk.
"Eh? ... w-what's wrong? "
Immediately the elder of the dwarves began to tell stories ...
"Long ago, when this world was still in days of harmony. The time when the birds still sing the morning song and the wolves still howl the night.
Our days as stewards of the forest have been very happy. The deer always give their ride, the fish accompany us who work by dancing in the lake. All living things were so harmonious in this Svartal realm. Even the devils couldn't get close because of the creator's protection over this realm.
