Although they had their suspicions, they had never been confirmed, so their guesses remained just that—guesses.
"The Magic Crystal Ore. We're here for the Magic Crystal Ore."
Heather spoke without the slightest hesitation.
As a self-serving Zor Elf, betrayal was a stress-free affair for her, as easy as eating or drinking.
As long as she could survive, she would unhesitatingly offer up not just information, but even her own body.
Of course, there was another reason she was so quick to sell out her companions.
"Because the Magic Crystal Ore is the key to whether we can return to the surface."
At this point, Heather fell silent. This was clearly the limit of what she could reveal.
Levi didn't take her word for it alone. He looked over at the other three Zor Elves, who nodded in agreement.
