When some nobles panicked, as they had been victims of the past disasters Doomstone caused, the prime minister clapped loudly and changed the subject. "Now, now, the banquet has just begun! Please feel free to enjoy the drinks and food we have prepared with all our heart!"

The Dragon King laughed loudly when the prime minister spoke. "Uahahahaha, I heard that imperial liquor is very delicious! I couldn't sleep well because of the anticipation."

The prime minister smiled and nodded. "Hahaha, we have prepared some of the finest drinks in the empire, so you won’t be disappointed."

"Hahahaha, let's go! The drinks of the empire await us!"

When the Dragon King shouted at his tribe members, the tribe cheered. "Waaaaa-!"

As the Dragon Tribe headed to the place where the liquor was gathered, the court magicians, wary of the prime minister, slowly approached the Butterfly Tribe magicians carefully. For them, having a magic debate with the Butterfly Tribe magicians was a precious opportunity that would not happen more than a few times in their lifetime.

Despite the relaxed movements of the Dragon and Butterfly Tribes, the Crow Tribe remained firmly rooted in the same place. Hestia looked at her...