Ryan had finally accepted being the new King and leading the elves of that village.
Of course, every elf in that place already knew just how powerful Ryan could be.
At least up until now, no one had dared to oppose him.
Although it was obvious.
At least as far as the elves were concerned, they had been saved twice by Ryan and his group.
Once the elven alchemist entered the meeting, they had her stand at one side of the table.
Because of what she had just said, everyone was paying close attention.
"So, do you really believe it's possible to move this village to another territory?"
The alchemist fell silent for a couple of seconds.
Now that she was in front of everyone.
She seemed nervous.
Her hands were trembling, and she hid them behind her back.
Then she took a deep breath.
"Yes... of course, I don't think it will be easy. But I have spent a long time thinking about how dungeons function, and how the demons manage to seal them."
Then the old woman interrupted.
