On the edge of Elf Forest,
Lis deflected a blade that had come at him from the shadows, gazing into the shadowy depths of the forest opposite him.
As expected, they've come, huh?
Lis was somewhat curious, he hadn't noticed anything unusual along the way nor had he felt any signs of someone tracking them.
How had they found him and Cecil?
It was impossible that the people attacking Cecil were from the Elf Slave Hunting Group.
The sneak attack that Lis had just countered was clearly a full-fledged strike from a Gold-Level Assassin, if it had been the Elf Slave Catching Team, they would have held back.
After all, their goal was to capture Elves to sell for profit.
A dead Elf was of no use to them.
Cecil, seeing Lis suddenly appear before her and deflect the attack, was momentarily taken aback, but she too realized they were under attack.
Hurriedly drawing her magic wand, Cecil tensed, alert to her surroundings.