A new city had been born in the Great Forest of Jura. Astonishingly enough, it was a city built by monsters.
That did not mean monsters were completely devoid of intelligence. Races like goblins and ogres formed groups and built small villages, but a city was another matter entirely.
A city was not something that functioned simply because the strong ruled over it. Villages and cities differed in population, population density, administrative structure, the economic activity of their residents, scenery, land use, and more.
According to the spies' reports, the city was inhabited by hobgoblins, some kijin, orcs, lizardmen, lycanthropes, and even monsters believed to be a mutated strain of the Arang tribe, while merchants and adventurers were also gathering there.
To command monsters of many different species and even make the place function as a city... whoever had built it undoubtedly possessed power beyond imagination.
What was even more shocking was that every monster living in that city was a named individual. For a monster to receive a name meant becoming something like what games called a named monster, an existence of a higher rank than its original race. A monster that received a name might become only somewhat stronger depending on the rank of the one who named it, but it could also break through the limits of its species and evolve. However, giving a name was an act accompanied by considerable risk. The reason was simple: the act of naming alone consumed an enormous amount of magicules. The stronger the target being named, the more the required amount of magicules increased exponentially, to the point that the one giving the name could die or become drastically weakened if things went wrong.
And yet, names had been bestowed even on ordinary monsters, and every one of them had evolved into a higher race.
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