"Who are you?"
Outside of the cemetery, an elf with the appearance of a middle-aged man emerged, eyeing Noen and his companions warily.
Noen turned his head, and upon seeing a true elf, he immediately felt uneasy.
On the contrary, Casas, who was once the son of a Prime Minister, was the first to recover.
"We are... the Three-eyed Ape People."
Casas bowed.
"I am Casas from Ibia, and we have come from the distant land of Ajia, solely to pay homage to the Holy Mountain."
Casas's courteous demeanor quickly won the favor of the elf.
The elf scrutinized the group; their accent sounded very strange, quite different from the standard Logos accent, but he could still make out what they were saying.
His pointed ears twitched, and then with some surprise, he said:
"You are the Three-eyed Ape People? I am Lan Boxi, pleased to meet you."
"Yes, you... are really an elf?"
Casas asked.
The others, both shocked and curious, sized up the middle-aged elf before them.
