The chieftain's dwelling was built at the very peak of the mountain. Upon stepping through the doorway, one was immediately greeted by rows upon rows of black-wood spirit tablets, some inscribed with names, while others were merely blank wooden plaques.
The fierce and resolute expression had vanished from the chieftain's face, making him look as though he had reached the end of his tether in a single instant. His back hunched, he lit three sticks of incense and inserted them into the censer.
"Sit. Pardon the unseemly sight before you, Fairy."
Chapter 232