Days passed, and news of the Underworld Race invasion gradually spread across the continent.
Some hidden history was also gradually dug up.
The races that learned the truth began looking at the Elves differently.
They had thought only dominant powers like humans and Beastfolk knew how to scheme. Never had they imagined that the innocent-looking Elves were also so adept at digging pits for others!
Faced with questioning from every race, the Elves had only one reply: too much time had passed, and the records had been lost.
The excuse was simply too perfect, leaving every race speechless. For most races, tens of thousands of years was simply too long.
Take humanity, for example. Forget history from tens of thousands of years ago—even history from a few thousand years ago was a tangled mess.
Wars had destroyed too many records, while dynastic changes had buried countless truths.
If the Elves had not lived peacefully apart from the world all this time, the other races might truly have believed them.
Knowing the Elves were brushing them off, the other races could do nothing about it. In their place, everyone would have done the same, perhaps even more ruthlessly.
For example, secretly sending experts to sabotage the seals in order to strike at competitors.
Putting themselves in others' shoes was out of the question. Everyone only considered matters from their own standpoint.
As a victim, Hudson was equally furious after learning the truth.
If he could, he would have loved to tie up the Elf Queen and drag her over...
As history continued to change, even mountains, rivers, and lakes could shift. Place names had changed countless times, so failing to identify the exact locations of the seals was still understandable.
Other things could be forgotten, but surely the sealing method could