"The Kobolds are about to enter our territory. Those Southern Kobolds are not simple. What should we do?"
At the edge of the southern region, some of the upper class among the Wolfmen gathered for a meeting. After all, the Kobolds leaving the south to enter their territory was not a trivial matter. If not handled well, it could affect their standing.
If it were other races, it might not matter, but these were Kobolds. All along, Kobolds had been a slave race to the Wolfmen. Even if they had broken free from their fate as a slave race in recent years, it was still unacceptable for them to suddenly ride over the heads of the Wolfmen.
"What can we do? We've tried to probe those guys. Their strength is really formidable and hard to kill. Their technology is advanced, and they have many priests. It's difficult for us to compete against them. Moreover, the Kobolds' reproduction ability is truly strong, far exceeding our own, and there is nothing we can do about their numbers."
