While the trio was eating the delicious food, the VIP room beside them had several Elves dining.
"Chief Ervin, any contact from Remia?" a handsome male Elf asked. He looked like he was in his twenties.
The one called Chief was also a handsome Elf in his thirties with a lean physique.
Three more elves were in the room: two women and one man.
"No contact from Remia yet," the chief Elf said while shaking his head. "I've activated the mark sylph to track her, but it's not working. She seems isolated in a way that blocks the tracking."
"Dear, it's definitely an organization of this world that captured our Remina and her party," a female elf said, tearful and distressed. "We have to save her and others quickly before something happens."
The elf chief rubbed his fingers in worry, "The mark sylph didn't work. How do we find her?"
