After finishing their meal, Zich and Lyla followed Romanne. She took the two and guided them down to the first floor where an entrance leading to the basement was. Zich looked at the stone floor that had been sloppily paved leading to the basement entrance and asked, “I thought this as soon as I saw it, but was this place blocked before?”

“Yes, it was blocked without a trace. They tried to make it seem like this place had never existed in the first place by making it unnoticeable. Thus, the other tribes even forgot about it—of course, except for the people who should’ve forgotten it.” As if she thought of Renu in her last statement, Romanne talked disgruntledly.

“Now that you mention it, what did you all decide to do with the Iron Tribe?” 

“We are still discussing that matter. Since they lost their king, all their elders, and their main force, they are completely powerless, but they still have many elves left in their clan.”

“I suppose it would be a difficult problem to deal with.”

“Yes, we can no longer treat them as friendly neighbors like before, but we can’t kill all of them either.” Surprisingly, Romanne wasn’t particularly...