An hour ago.
In the depths of a dense forest, more than ten kilometers away from where the Secret Snake Sect was conducting a large prayer ritual.
Three four to five-meter-tall ironwood trees, resembling humanoid figures, stood behind a man and a woman. Their rough trunks bore the face of an elderly human, with particularly thick branches extending from each side like arms; they were the Ironwood Sentinels of the Elf Clan.
However, moving them consumed considerable energy, so they usually remained in a resting state, rooted in the ground, slowly absorbing nourishment from the earth.
The Elf Clan utilized this characteristic of the Ironwood Sentinels, not only casting Nature witchcraft periodically to aid their growth but also deploying them in key areas of Ferdinand Forest as a hidden line of defense against invasions.
This was one such Ironwood Sentinel station.
Lambert, who had just returned from a sneak attack, was speaking with Anna.
