"Stop right there!"0

As a group of elves on horseback approached the village entrance, a voice commanded. It was Dien—he’d blocked their path. 0

The horses neighed sharply, coming to an abrupt halt. It was a group of six elves, with Naiyel leading at the front. Despite the low number, sweat trickled down Dien’s forehead.0

I have to stop them.0

Dien’s determination was unwavering. He had no other choice. As a Dark Elf, Dien was here to find a way to burn the World Tree, and to persuade Vulcanus to assist him in that endeavor.0

But now, a White Elf, who worshiped the World Tree, had appeared. This was nothing short of a crisis, especially considering that this particular elf was a contracted servant of the Water Spirit King, Vulcanus’s sworn enemy.0

That poor guy is in for some trouble.0

Kim Do-Joon mused, watching the scene unfold from a short distance away. He could easily guess why Dien had intercepted Naiyel. After all, he was familiar with the basic situation.0

At the same time, Kim Do-Joon had no reason to help Dien stop Naiyel, so he simply observed from the sidelines.0

What particularly caught his interest was the title “Contractor of the Spirit King.”0

Naiyel, the one rumored to have made a contract with the Water Spirit King, was an impressive sight. Clad in armor and mounted on her horse, she looked every bit the valiant knight. Her long hair, cascading down to her waist, was a deep,...0