Chapter-392
In an underground basement beneath the Elven Kingdom's coast...
Two girls were bound to their chairs with thick ropes, struggling relentlessly to break free by squirming and jerking. These unfortunate captives were none other than Hillary and Moon. Their mouths had been gagged with white cloths, preventing any communication between them.
Facing them stood a man of around 5'2 in height, clad entirely in a black suit, who had been observing Hillary and Moon for the past two hours.
"Oi, I told you. You can't break free. These ropes are made from exceptionally strong material. Your efforts are in vain, so why don't you just sit quietly...?" the guard remarked as he peered at the girls.
"Mnhhhh-" Moon attempted to shout, her face twisted in anger, but the cloth muffled her voice.