Around ten thousand kilometres away from Magmara Kingdom, a large mountain range known as the Black Mountain Range was located. This range was called the Black Mountain Range because it was shrouded in thick black demonic miasma 24/7.
At the entrance of the Black Mountain, five elves were camping, roasting a demonic goat to make their lunch.
Among the five elves, the strongest was at the peak of Rank Three, while the other four were either Rank One or Rank Two.
"Commander, do you think we will be able to find the culprit? I mean, I don't think the Bloodmoon Auction House will willingly give us information about the person who provided them Life Water. They have the backing of the Bloodmoon Empire, so we can't even use force to obtain information," A mid-level Rank Two elf with light green hair asked with a frown.
The peak Rank Three elf, whom the mid-level Rank Two elf addressed as Commander remained silent upon hearing him.
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