A voice came from the darkness.
It was a Moon Elf with light blue long hair, dressed in a robe similar in style to Hathaway's.
"Ael Frostsong..."
"Why does the Council do this?"
Hathaway looked at the Moon Elf before her and spoke softly.
"No, that's not my name."
"And I'm not married yet, how could I have an Ice Elf surname."
"If I remember correctly, Ael Frostsong was the name of my great-grandmother or great-great-grandmother? It's a bit unclear."
"But it's not important anyway; it's merely old history."
The female Moon Elf toyed with her long hair and chuckled softly.
"As for the reason you seek, Senior Hathaway—"
"Of course, it's because exploring the Astral Realm is too dangerous, there's no protection from the 'Veil' there... a slight misstep leads to madness as recorded in ancient books."
"It's fine if you go mad by yourself, but if you do, we have to spend time dealing with it, and that's quite troublesome."
