To diffuse the hostile glares directed to the intruders, the high elf village chief smiled warmly.
"Don't do that, they are guests. Undo their ropes and leave us."
The wood elves were still wary but did as they were told and Zero wondered if the high elf was a friend or foe. He didn't give Zero a good impression simply because he reminded Zero about the story of oppression from high elves. Why would this man be so well-fed when the wood elves were all skin and bones? Something didn't add up.
Once they were given some privacy, the high elf bowed to them. "Thank you for feeding them. I can tell that both of you mean no harm. They are only hostile because they live in fear. Ever since King Sharo started capturing wood elves remaining in Altear to set an example of high elf supremacy, these poor wood elves are the only ones remaining in Altear who aren't reduced to serving high elves."
