"Real Elf slaves?"
Cage's heart skipped a beat.
Just as he was about to ask more questions, the old steward suddenly came running over, drenched in sweat,
"Master Cage, Master Cage, a few more people have suddenly arrived in the guild hall, claiming to be Mr. Dema's companions... And... And they've brought over a dozen Elves!"
"Over a dozen Elves?"
Cage couldn't help but exclaim aloud.
His eyes widened as he looked at Dema with a mix of suspicion and disbelief.
The latter merely lifted his head slightly, his nostrils flaring proudly as he smirked,
"Heh heh, looks like my people have arrived."
"Shall we go take a look?"
He winked at Cage.
Cage's expression shifted.
He gazed deeply at Dema and nodded slightly.
...
In the Sorren Commerce hall.
Returning in haste from the Slave Room, Cage finally saw the Elves Dema had mentioned.
