Minos looked at the group of the elf as he saw those beasts looking in the direction of the Central Continent's enemy teams.
"So, what will it be? You don't have to ally with me. As long as you retreat, I will owe you a favor. I'll pay you back when I go to Elves Island for the Continental Tournament." Minos proposed.
He especially disliked elves. Not only were they arrogant, but they also played with the fate of others.
But the previous incident in the Ancestral Sea would not prevent him from having friendly relations with some elves. Minos knew that in the fight against the future enemies of the Spiritual World, the elven tribe would be one of those who could help his group the most.
The elves were few in number. But even though there were only a few thousand of them, each elf had the potential to reach a high level, and many of them eventually became Demigods.
