Deep into the dense forest, the group soon felt an eerie sensation as if they were being watched by some malign eyes around them.
However, neither the invisible banshee nor Medea and Nora's Mind Vision detected any living creatures lurking nearby.
"It's the tree shepherds," Aske said, tapping a nearby tree, "Don't worry, we mean no harm."
The expressions on the girls' faces turned strange because they clearly saw the tree... shudder.
Like a wild cat being stroked, the bark twitched uncomfortably.
A few minutes later, a squad of half-elves emerged from the depths of the forest. They wore dark green military camouflage and plastic grass on their bodies for disguise, looking like savages who had just emerged from deep within the mountain—yet the long-barreled shotguns in each person's hand indicated they were certainly not primitives from some tribal society.
Nora watched these half-elves in astonishment, a sense of disillusionment with her dreams involuntarily rising within her.
