One day later.
Vastaya camp, deep in the Navali Mountains.
A handsome man with gorgeous unilateral wings was leaning against the trunk, his legs were loosely coiled on the cross branches, and he was reading a book that had been turned over by the bright sunshine from the colorful branches and leaves.
His name is Luo.
The best war dancer of the Lotland tribe is also a notorious dandy.
In the past, in his spare time after the battle, Luo would always stretch his beautiful wings like a golden peacock, singing and dancing with the people and reveling in wine.
But recently, this guy