"Translation? I suppose that's possible." Master Magnus chuckled, not minding Sasa's cautious thoughts.
The two sides have not had contact for over eight thousand years, and no one knows what the other has become, so this cautious mindset is commendable.
Master Magnus looked at Yan Luo, who stood behind Sasa, and smilingly asked Sasa, "This might seem a bit presumptuous, but I have to ask, which Saint does the Samurai behind you follow?"
Wait a minute, why ask 'which Saint do they follow'?
Even if I really mention a Saint's name, would the Elves recognize it?
Or could it be that the Saint's life span is so long that they can live from eight thousand years ago until now?
Sasa maintained a smile and replied, "It's quite rude to ask about such matters, so I don't plan to answer."
"My apologies." Master Magnus admitted the fault straightforwardly.
Subsequently, Master Magnus looked at the Lord sitting across from him.
