Lubeck City Military Camp.
A Beastman patrol team is patrolling around the camp.
Leading the way is a Beastman resembling a leopard.
Behind him, other categories of Beastmen follow at a leisurely pace.
"Rarely this relaxed," a Werewolf beside him yawns.
"Indeed."
After all, they came to support, but even while patrolling, this is a safe area.
The camps of different racial forces are quite separate.
But they can still see each other's camps.
A Beastman who looks like a hyena sniffs the air, then shakes his head in disgust.
"Disgusting Elf scent."
"Maybe an Elf just patrolled around here." The patrol Captain nods, indicating the area visible in front of them.
From there, the Elf tents are clearly visible.
"So lacking in etiquette." Three Elves step out from the shadows of the forest ahead.
The lead Elf glances at the Beastman who just spoke, and insults him unreservedly.
The Beastman Captain subtly waves his hand.
