Ging followed Elwen back to the great tree in the center of the tribe.
The Elf Queen was already standing there, leaning on her Wooden Staff, her expression both worried and relieved.
The older elf had already told her about the Slave-Catching Squad.
After hearing the account, the Queen felt utterly helpless.
At this stage, humans and orcs were beginning to cooperate, and they could be found all over the world.
As a result, even though this place had been exposed many times, the elves had no way to relocate.
They all knew that without the protection of the defensive formation here, they would not even have what it took to survive.
The Elf Queen looked gratefully at Ging and said, "Thank you for saving my people."
Ging nodded. "It was nothing, but you probably can't stay here anymore. Judging by how those people acted, this wasn't the first time you were discovered. Haven't you thought about moving away?"
The Queen fell silent for a moment before saying, "We want to move, but we don't know where we could go in this land."
Looking at the bewildered Elf Queen, Ging thought for a moment and said, "Wait a minute."
With that, under the gazes of the Elf Queen, Elwen, and the other elves, Ging summoned his Spell Book and used its Communication Function to contact Odin in Elf City.
"Chairman, you saw that too. What should we do now?" Ging asked with a cheeky grin.
"If they're willing to come, bring them over. We can afford a few more mouths to feed." Odin did not ask how Ging knew he had been watching. He simply offered a choice.
"Come on, Chairman. It took me so much effort to get this far. I don't want to make a trip back!" Ging