Akote City, Elf encampment.
Li Si looked curiously at the elderly elf who had entered.
He wore a platinum-white robe that draped like moonlight cascading down. At a glance, it was clearly made from the finest special materials and had undergone advanced enchantment, making it equivalent to a high-grade magical item.
The elderly elf's face was covered in wrinkles, deeply etched like ancient bark that recorded the hardships of time. His golden hair had been carefully groomed and flowed down his back, while his brilliant golden eyes were filled with traces left by the years.
Elves were a long-lived race. An elf who looked like this had already lived through countless years and was nearing the end of his life.
Usually, elves of this age would remain deep within the Elf Forest, quietly awaiting the end, waiting for their souls to ascend to the God Kingdom of the elf gods.
Yet this elderly elf who had entered, though advanced in years, still walked with steady steps. A powerful magical pressure surrounded him.
He was actually a Gold-level mage as well, and not a weak one, though he was not as powerful as Sindair Baldivia whom Li Si had met before.
Li Si understood and remained silent at the side.
When Cecile saw the elderly elf enter, she hurriedly rose and bowed.
"Greetings, Elder!"
The elderly elf also saw Cecile. He frowned slightly, looking somewhat displeased, but still said,
"You are Cecile Alse, correct? I did not expect you to arrive so quickly."
After nodding at Cecile, the elderly elf walked toward a chair, preparing to sit down.
At that moment, the elderly elf noticed Li Si behind Cecile and froze.
"This gentleman is...?"
The elderly elf sounded uncertain as he asked hesitantly in his aged voice.
"This is Lord Li