"That's right, Crown Lothar." Reginald also revealed a slight smile.
As the airship slowly landed in the dense forest, suddenly, many trees around began to tremble violently. Immediately afterward, huge tree roots extended like human legs and stepped out of the ground, while vague human faces emerged on the trunks.
If Anna were present, she would immediately recognize this as a group of ironwood guardians.
Even more noteworthy was a tall, thin male elf in a luxurious robe who appeared among the ironwood guardians.
He walked toward the fallen airship, eyes fixed on Lothar and Reginald, and said in the common tongue:
"Humans, this is the elf territory, according to the ancient pact, you cannot enter without our permission!"
Reginald glanced at the male elf, frowning slightly, showing a hint of confusion.
