Shami stood at the top of the mountain on the side of the plain, looking at the shimmering lights, lost in thought.
"I hope the final battle won't be disturbed by these elves."
"They say elves are treasures themselves, and there are treasures everywhere here. Why don't we capture a few elves and imprison them for future research?"
Beside Shami, the Magical Girl also gazed at the mountain below, casually spoke.
The Magical Girl and Shami exchanged glances.
"I'm serious."
The Magical Girl said lightly.
The secrets of the Elf Race are many, and her teacher has always been researching the secret of the elves' longevity. Having living elf specimens would surely make research much more convenient.
"I know you're serious, and that's why it scares me."
Looking at the Magical Girl's dark eyes, Shami couldn't tell if he was the demon or she was.
