"Ahem......" The gray-brown field wolf sat up from the bunk and looked to the side.

He's in a tent now—not his own, though.

An old man from the tribe sat on a seat next to him.

"I ...... Uh......" The Grey-Brown Wilderness Wolf then asked, "Everyone...... Are you all right?...... Now it's ...... over there."

"Oh, you mean the people who are with you, right. The old man smiled slightly and said, "They're all right! Thanks to them, I got you back from there...... But then again, your actions on the battlefield are also very witty and very brave. That's right, I've heard about you from your companions. ”

"Old uncle, you know that big guy too!" "Gray-brown field wolf" was a little nervous in his serious tone.

"That's right!" the old man's expression became a little nervous, he nodded, and continued, "But thanks to you...... Now, everyone is safe for the time being. Of course, to be on the safe side, tomorrow we'll be ready to move our camp, yes, it's better to stay away from that...... But...... Who the hell are they? That thing, according to your companions, doesn't look like something made by the tribesmen around us. ”

"Definitely. The Grey-Brown Wild Wolf nodded, and continued, "I don't know where this big creature came from, though. Our various tribes have lived on this grassland for generations, and since a long time ago, our ancestors explored all of this place, and we will know more or less about the people and things on this grassland. Such a stranger...... If the present possibility is ruled out...... Only possible ......"

"Gray-brown field wolf" said this, and paused.

"What is the only possibility?" the old man was a little curious.

"There is another place beyond our grassland!" The gray-brown wolf of the wilderness looked at the old man.

The old man remained curious, and sat there quietly, the bright orange fire from the oil lamp swaying slightly throughout the tent.

"Our grassland, perhaps, has a path to other places!" "The gray-brown wilderness wolf" then added, "they, perhaps, came from another grassland, another grassland in which we, and our ancestors, have never set foot......"

"Possibly...... Who knows......" The old man stood up and brought the young man a cup of hot water, "young man, you are still a little weak, and you need a good rest." ”

......

In the center of the camp, inside a larger tent.

The young chief, the girl "Quecano Dorn Falcon", was sitting in the tent, talking to an old man.

This old man is a knowledgeable person in the tribe, and the "Quikano Dorn Falcon" came to him to discuss with him about those mysterious strangers.

"I heard that the men's huge carriage was larger than our ship, but it did not seem to be pulled by any horse or man. I heard that when that thing moves, it emits black smoke. The learned old man continued, "Hmm...... Perhaps, it is some kind of unknown force beyond our understanding! A powerful force!"

"Powerful unknown power?...... "Quicano Dorn Falcon" girl thoughtfully.

The wind outside the tent was still blowing like a normal winter day.

However, this grassland, perhaps, is different from before - strange enemies, with mysterious powers, have come here, and the people here, perhaps, will witness a great change!