"Testing? Modification?"
After listening to Nightingale's words, Taylor felt a bit curious.
"That is a weapon developed by the Chosen Ones, supposedly improved from the dwarves' steam guns. They seem quite persistent, and optimistic, in developing it..."
Nightingale explained, but then shook her head.
"But if you ask me... weapons are ultimately auxiliary. What's most important is one's own strength."
"Elves are children of nature. Compared to dwarven weapons, I still believe bows and arrows suit us better. It's said that a Legendary Power elf archer can shoot and kill an adult dragon with a single arrow!"
Nightingale spoke with a proud expression, seemingly very proud of her elven identity.
However, in the next second, an old and stern voice sounded from behind her:
"Elves are indeed children of nature, but the Chosen Ones' knowledge is equally magical. Stubborn conservatism is inadvisable. Only by learning humbly can we grow stronger..."
