"Where is this place?"
"The people from the Royal Court said this was the birthplace of a great god."
"But wasn't the god already..."
A party of elves entered this little-known Labyrinth Realm beneath the Royal Court.
"Shh, watch what you say. We'll be in trouble if anyone from the Temple hears you."
"What are you afraid of? There's nobody else here. Those people from the Royal Court wouldn't dare come to do dangerous work like this. They're busy fighting over the throne. How would they have time to bother with us?"
"Y-yeah, you're right..."
Among the party of five, the more cautious elven boy scratched his head and continued, as though the floodgates had opened:
"By the way, have you heard? Her Highness the Fifth Princess from the Four Saints Temple has brought people back too. Do you think she can really inherit the queen's position?"
"Who knows? But if possible, I'd still rather see Grace become queen."
"Huh? But she's just a commoner..."
"The Crown acknowledged her. Besides, what's wrong with being a commoner? Her Highness the Seventh Princess even gave her succession rights to her for nothing. The Seventh Princess couldn't bear her own madness and handed them over in her only moment of clarity."
"Uh... are you sure it wasn't Grace who..."
"Shh, don't bring up something practically everyone already knows. Anyway, the commoners all support Miss Grace now. Those people from the Royal Court were badly weakened by the goblins, and even a lot of legion commanders from commoner backgrounds support her now. What difference does it make whether it's true?"
"Fair enough. But speaking of which, why did the goblins suddenly disappear? How strange..."
It was the same elven boy again. He scratched his head in confusion as he sorted out his equipment for