Not long ago, the Elda Territory welcomed a group of new residents.
They were around two hundred Beastmen, mostly consisting of the elderly, frail, sick, and pregnant women and children, with only a few adults fit for combat, and even they were mostly injured.
Fortunately, the territory has never required these residents to provide combat abilities. The great Lord has always personally protected them.
After adapting for a short while, the newly arrived Beast Ear Clan sighed with relief.
Thank goodness, they were not discriminated against by the original inhabitants.
The frequently wandering family members knew that the most important aspect of integrating into a new homeland is not to be hated by the original residents.
As long as they aren't disliked, even if the other party is extremely indifferent, it is acceptable.
Upon arriving at this new home dubbed "Elda" by that esteemed individual, they felt an experience vastly different from past encounters.
