Mulin
Great Mage Greimus and Miss Opeiya were in a cabin on the third level of the Magic Airship's Ship Building. This cabin offered the broadest view on the entire vessel and was located above the captain's room.
Besides the beds, the room had a round table and a set of sofas in one corner.
Miss Opeiya lounged lazily on the sofa and said somewhat wistfully to Great Mage Greimus beside the round table:
"I never expected the Half-Elves to be the first to take this step."
Great Mage Greimus revealed a helpless smile.
"Rather than the Half-Elves, it would be more accurate to call it Boss Roy's persistence."
"The Magic Guild had long known that Durag's situation was steadily worsening, but what could they do about it?
The Gray Dwarves occupied the sea routes and raided elf ships all along the West Coast.
The Magic Guild's upper ranks reported Durag's situation to the Elf King several times, but unfortunately, the Elf King had no intention of helping..."
Miss Opeiya held a cup of Tree of Life Sap and took a small sip as though she were drinking wine.
"The Magic Guild's upper ranks fear that the Nakma Demons will inflict irreparable damage on the Eastern Continent, but the Elf King has no interest in anything beyond the Elven World."
Great Mage Greimus said:
"Actually, if we had not sealed the Darkness Gate in Gorfito, the Dark Legion might have poured out from there, heading north into the Dark Moon Elves' Eternal Night Forest or south into the heartland of the Silver Moon Elf Kingdom. The flames of war might have already spread through the Elven World..."
"Roy wants to lead a group of Half-Elves into Valeria Valley. In the end, he is doing it to secure a place for