Once no one spoke again, the area grew noticeably quiet, but Illiya found himself rather nostalgic for this kind of atmosphere. Back before he left the Elven Forest, he often sat alone like this. The only difference now was that a dark elf was seated beside him.
Life was unpredictable.
That tranquil atmosphere didn't last long, however, because there was movement at the border.
The previously transparent boundary began to emit a white glow, becoming brighter and more dazzling by the second. In the blink of an eye, the light vanished, and on the ground appeared a massive, surging crowd of people.
Illiya, with sharp eyes, immediately spotted his two companions among the throng, Eoryun and Darius.
The two were far too conspicuous. In a sea of solemn faces, they alone still wore cheerful smiles, as if they were simply out on a countryside outing in the Demon Realm.
To be honest, that wasn't too far from the truth.
