Legends of wise animals

Hmmm, I wonder if it\'s true. Sylvia is groaning in the library of the Institute of the Wise. On the reading table where she is sitting, a large number of books and documents are lined up. Apparently, she is researching about phantom beasts, magical beasts, and beastmen. The matter of the previous attack on Gordon and Dakinira by a dangerous tiger beastman has not yet been settled. Once there was a great war of the gods. 　The gods who escaped the war 　 　To deceive the pursuing Dragon King 　 　To deceive the pursuing Dragon King, they transformed themselves into beasts. 　 　In doing so, they made followers in the likeness of their own beasts. 　 　The beastmen are the descendants of those followers. 　 Sylvia recalls a familiar beastman, her father\'s sister, Dakinira. She could not think of her as such a sacred being ・・・・・・, no, she was a priestess of fortune mind. To begin with, foxes and many other beastmen are supposed to have split from man. These days, I seem to be encountering a lot of unusually clever animals. The gods and beasts have their own roles, just as they did when they were gods. 　It is said that the body of the beast was chosen to be appropriate for its role. 　 　The followers are also endowed with powers appropriate to their roles. The beast is said to have chosen the body of the beast that best fits its role. 　 The following is a list of the things that each beast presides over. 　Silver wolf: order 　Giant serpent: boundary 　Gray bear: sealing 　～The Gray Bear: Seals. Panda? Panda? Bamboo shoots? Rough food? What is this?\" And there, Sylvia\'s hand stops. The Tiger: Revenge: ・・・・・・\" After looking at the description, Sylvia gets up and stretches. 　 I wonder how many tens of thousands of years ago that was. If God still exists, I wonder if his followers are still roaming around here today. I\'m here! I suddenly felt a voice call out to me. I was surprised to see a lot of books scattered and thrown away on the table next to me. In the corner, a small black kitten was lying down. I thought to myself, \"Hey! What a mess. Is it the cat\'s job to misbehave in the library?\" Sylvia sighed as she picked up the black cat.