The next day, in the Tree Spirit Territory.
Inside the Mushroom Farmhouse.
Ithilien sat upright in a chair woven from vines, her fingers tapping lightly on the tabletop. She raised an eyebrow, her eyes filled with undisguised suspicion.
"So, let me get this straight. The people you sent to Iron Boot Town to trade went to a tavern for a drink, angered the local Adventurers, and nearly got chased by the town guard. Then, while making a hasty escape, they found a child hiding in their caravan… and you just brought her back here?"
Chen Yu bounced a little, his Gel body bobbing up and down in affirmation. "M-More or less. Whether you believe it or not, the little one is here now. We can't just leave her be."
"Why don't you take her in here in the Tree Spirit Territory? You're all Elves, so you should have more in common."
