Chapter 67.2
“In that case, each country from which something was stolen can recover it on their own.”
“There’s no need to convene a summit.”
The main complaints came from the dwarves. The “Sacred Artifacts” taken from their domains held little value to them. If they were stolen or used for pagan claims, they didn’t care.
“Grrr…”
The growling words elicited protests from the Beastmen guards. The desecration of the Sacred Tree, a symbol of their religion, was a serious matter for them. Therefore, the dwarves’ statement had irritated them.
For the dwarves, it might be a trivial matter, but they were here because of the Four Races Alliance treaty. When more than half of the four races recognized an emergency requiring the unity of the nations, a summit could be convened. The country receiving the request for cooperation had to participate. Of course, real cooperation depended on the content of the summit.
“Ahem! Let’s save the fights for later!” With the clearing of a single woman’s throat, the tense atmosphere dissipated momentarily. It was Thunder Sonia, the Elven Archmage. “Speaking from a magical perspective, if one has vast magical power and the right spells, it is possible to resurrect the dead. Even without that immense magical power, sometimes people can come back to life. Like the orcs that were abundant in the Siwanasi Forest.”
Yes, people sometimes come back to life. Their persistent attachments, deeply rooted grudges, and other emotions can bring the dead back. Just a year ago, the elves had been concerned about this phenomenon.
“Does the Elven Archmage have any ideas about the spells that could be used for that?”