News that the Silver Moon Elf Elder Council had decided to close the Pattington Plane soon spread throughout Padesto City. Although there had been rumors before, nothing had been confirmed, and the Half-Elves in the city still clung to a sliver of hope. Everyone had hoped that Boss Roy could work with the Siren Tribe to defeat the Dark Legion, allowing the Pattington Plane to remain as it was.
But as the Seventeenth Silver Pegasus Legion withdrew one after another, the Half-Elves of Padesto City had long guessed that closing the Teleportation Portal might be irreversible.
Now, they had finally received confirmation from Boss Roy himself...
What the Half-Elves truly cared about was the future of the Pattington Plane. They also feared that the Dark Legion's invasion would affect their lives, perhaps even plunging the entire plane into endless war.
Even more Half-Elves worried whether anyone would still want the Pattington Plane's Magic Herbs once the Teleportation Portal closed.
How were the Half-Elves supposed to live on the Pattington Plane? They had finally enjoyed a few good days in Padesto City, and none of them wanted to return to the Elf Continent and the exploited lives they had once lived.
Thus, the Half-Elves in Padesto City had been deeply anxious lately.
Standing before the steps of the Silver Pegasus Military Department, Roy assured everyone that the Magic Herb trade in Padesto City would not be affected. At once, the Half-Elves cheered.
Leishande followed behind Roy. Roy turned around and said to him:
"Padesto City will be under your management for now. I need to go to Plateau City and gather the Mine Guard Regiment for a trip to the Endless Sea. While I'm away, nothing can go wrong here..."
"Don't worry. I'll keep watch over this city." The wrinkles on