The battle raged on under Aleron's puppetry and to finish it faster, Aleron decided to make a move himself, to make him stand out.
Since he had read memories, he also knew why this battle was happening. It was about a Dungeon Gate that appeared at this forest's edge two years ago. It belonged to this elf clan since it was in their territory, but that Dungeon Gate evolved ten days ago, now giving resources of Exceed and Primeval rank.
Draconites wanted that Dungeon Gate to themselves as a matter of course, at any cost, which led them to continuously harass and attack the Elf clan.
'I want to resolve the issue and make peace between. Let's see if I can do it,' Aleron's eyes glinted, feeling some excitement in anticipation of how this would unfold.
[Gachapi: Not too high-profile, Master. We have to remain outside of this Warlord's radar.]
'I got it.'
