The room where the three of them stayed was not completely silent; a female Dark Elf was lying on the large bed, excitedly turning over.
As Lynch pushed open the door, she immediately jumped up and quickly walked over to the mage in front of her.
"Zilvra? What are you doing here again? Didn't we just part at the city gate earlier today? And how did you get in?"
"Lynch, have you gotten dumber? This is Dark Elf City, naturally I go wherever I want." Zilvra yawned, striking a lazy pose, incidentally showing off her body's curves without reservation. But when she saw Lynch's lack of reaction, his face still exceptionally solemn, she felt a bit disappointed.
"Mage, you always have this cold attitude. I haven't done anything to wrong you, so why do you always keep me at arm's length?"
"Because you're a Dark Elf."
