A Gift from the Elves

It seemed they had been playing hide-and-seek down there.

They looked like they were having fun.

"Alright, everyone's here on the surface, right? …Good, now stay back from the construction site. I'm going to bring the mansion here."

Bring the mansion?

Damien wanted to ask what Elyon meant, but Elyon had already closed his eyes and started chanting.

Damien expected the spell to take as long as the one for the basement, but Elyon's incantation was finished in what could barely be called a moment.

"■■■■■■!"

As soon as Elyon's magic was completed, a gust of wind blew through, kicking up a large cloud of dust.

Damien recognized this "force pushing the space out" feeling.

The scale was completely different, but whenever this sudden wind blew, Elyon would always appear out of nowhere.

While he was thinking about that, the dust cleared...