Half-Elf Palace.
The slaughter continues.
This place has become a sea of blood and fire, where the sounds of combat and screams intermingle into a hellish cacophony of devil's music.
Yet the side hall where Vera and Colin originally resided is exceptionally peaceful.
Under the bright moonlight, a tall and thin figure suddenly appeared outside the side hall.
"Step, step, step..."
Attracted by the sound of footsteps, a small head carefully peeked out from a dark corner.
And its owner is Vera.
She gripped the magic staff in her hand, cautiously watching the figure that entered from outside the hall.
Not until she clearly saw the fox mask on the person's face did Vera walk out from the corner, softly inquired, "Excuse me, are you the 'Fox Knight' that Viscount Angler mentioned?"
The "Fox Knight" didn't speak, only nodding stiffly after a long while.
Vera breathed a sigh of relief, then asked, "Are you a knight of the Angler family? What should I call you?"
