On the surface, Elven Capital.
Outskirts.
A woman wearing a blue robe waved her arm, and she easily bypassed the barrier spanning over the city by using the dead tree nearby as an anchor.
She used the roots of the tree that were spread far into the ground and even outside the barrier, as it was located near the edge of the barrier.
Her entire body seemingly turned into an illusory state and passed through the roots of the tree, and she walked out of the tree trunk without disturbing anything in the environment.
Her pinkish hair waved in the air as a smirk appeared on her face.
Just as she took a few steps forward and was about to go towards the elven palace, someone unexpectedly appeared in her way.
An extremely handsome man was standing nearby while leaning his back on a tree; his expressions were calm, and his eyes were staring at her with vigilance.
"What are you doing here, Luche Distanthorn… I remember warning you to never set foot in the elven capital…"
