An hour later.
The Old Altar.
Large numbers of elves had arrived one after another.
As one of the elven race's most important sacred grounds, a crisis of this magnitude near the World Tree naturally could not continue to be handled by only a handful of guards.
After receiving Edgar's report, Aelira personally led several elven elders to the scene.
"There's actually an ancient seal beneath the ground?"
After listening to the trio's report, Aelira's expression became exceptionally solemn.
Edgar nodded.
"And the goblins have already caused considerable damage to the roots down there. Although Sophie has temporarily stabilized the situation, completely repairing the damage will require you to go down and inspect it yourselves."
Aelira did not hesitate.
"I'll make the arrangements."
She immediately turned and gave several instructions to the elven elders behind her.
