Oh, my brother, what\'s the matter? That puppy.\" The sight of the strong orc warrior holding a small white puppy was quite a sight, a very funny one. What a cute little doggie. \'Sylvia, this is not a dog.\' Before Gordon could stop her, the puppy bit into Sylvia\'s thin, white hand as she held it out to him. \"Kyaaaah! \"...... Sylvia, that\'s not a white dog. It is the child of a silver wolf. It\'s a servant of the God Beast King. ......\" The dark elf, Sylvia\'s mother, Argerin, who had come up to her quickly, said haltingly, \"A puppy? A puppy? The first thing that comes to my mind is the fact that the two of you are not the only ones who have been bitten by a puppy. She says, \"Ohhhh, that\'s terrible ....... What\'s a \"family member? .......\" Sylvia asks as she gazes timidly at the silver wolf cub, who is being held in Gordon\'s thick arms, as thick as Sylvia\'s waist, and who continues to threaten Sylvia. I don\'t know much about it because I only heard it from my mother. \"I don\'t know much about it, for my mother told me only that it was strong and as smart as a man, and that it had been given the power of God. A tale from long ago. It\'s a tale of a time long ago, near and far, of Kakuriyo, the time of the Divine World. Gordon shook his head in response to Sylvia\'s question. In mythical times, there was a great war. 　The gods were divided into light and darkness, and they fought each other. 　Powerful magic, evil daemons, and many a dragon king were called to the cusp of war.\" A tale of a world not of this world, but one that is very much like it. \"Many gods lost their bodies to giant meteorites, to the horrifying magic of daemons, and to the flames of dragon kings.\" Argerin\'s low, beautiful voice tells the story of the gods\' wars in a haunting tone. But the gods were only brothers and relatives. But the gods are only brothers and relatives, and some of them did not want to fight each other. They fled from war and fled to faraway lands. But the Dragon Kings, assassins sent by the dark gods, did not miss them.\" Sylvia, Gordon, and for some reason the silver wolf child seemed to be listening to the poem. \'The bodies of the gods, too, were filled with great power, incomparable to that of men. There was no way the dragon kings could have missed that power. The Dragon Kings caught up with them, and many of the gods lost their bodies. Realizing that they could no longer escape, the gods decided to disguise themselves from the eyes of the Dragon Kings by transforming their own bodies. The gods borrowed the forms of various animals that lived in the lands from which they had fled. The gods who transformed themselves into beasts were called divine beasts or divine beasts, and they continued to be worshipped by the people even though they had fallen into the bodies of beasts.\" The animals that took the form of the gods at that time were the same as the gods, though different in size and power. They were called the \"dependents of the gods and b