Westheid stroked his chin, contemplating how to usurp Ailorus's position.
"Duke Qinghui!"
Just as the Wave-Breaking Ships lifted off the ground again to change their course, another vessel approached Westheid's position.
An Elf Military Officer wearing a Zither Bird Flying Wing Helmet and a pale silver Light Armor Cloak leaped over from the bow of his ship, striding quickly to stand before Westheid.
"We are about to enter the domain of the City in the Lake, which is now occupied by Demons. The Master of Decay has defiled several of the lake cities. Our forces will advance first to clear out the enemies along the way. Duke Qinghui, your army can observe for now and familiarize yourselves with the environment."
"You, in particular, should hold back for now. Please preserve your strength to face the Master of Decay. Our army finds it incredibly difficult to contend with this Demon."
The Elf officer spoke without reservation, the frustration and helplessness in his voice palpable.
