Inside the Elven Palace, the atmosphere grew heavy with tension.
The Elven Queen held Alice in high regard, considering her not just as a talented individual, but as the future hope of the entire Elven race.
After a moment of silence, the Queen's expression hardened into one of resolute determination.
"Alice, you are the beacon of our people's future. I know these materials are important to you," she said, her voice unwavering. "So I will find a way to get them for you."
"Even if it means our Elven race must pay a heavy price—so be it."
"But before that, I still hope you'll consider speaking with the god. Perhaps there's still a possibility to change the course of this."
The Queen had already made her final decision. The materials Alice needed—most of them could only be obtained by slaying World Rank bosses. And the drop rates? Abysmally low.
