"I accept the request."

The Doberman beastman with sharp ears left the elders with an overbearing attitude and exited the residence.

The bulky henchmen on either side followed their leader in silence.

Moments later, the rest of the waiting gang members outside moved in perfect synchronization, following their boss.

To the Elf Elders, this was no longer a surprising sight.

The world of criminals was, if nothing else, strict when it came to hierarchy.

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"Speak."

"I believe this moment is of utmost importance for our future. Of course, what happened before was significant as well, but..."

"I am well aware of the anxieties the elders harbor and the points you wish to raise. I also understand that, in our haste to flee Tigrova, we left many vulnerabilities in our actions."

"...Understood."

The Elder Chief adjusted his cane with his wrinkled hands.

Before addressing the elder, he cast a glance at Shion's locked room, then turned his gaze away.

"With this at stake, they should prove far more useful than the last group."

The Elder Chief fiddled with the black coin he had been granted by Him.

A small, round metal object no larger than the palm of his hand.

This single coin acted as both a leash for those mad criminals and a symbol of greed.

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