The days following the onset of winter were relatively leisurely and peaceful for the residents of the Black Dragon territory, having solved the heating problem, but it wasn't truly without any occurrences.
Jasmine looked at the two letters on the table. One was from the Elf High Priest Gamaliel; in the letter, he expressed his hope to visit the Black Dragon territory to see her early next spring.
Jasmine, on the contrary, was not surprised by this. After all, during her first contact with the Elves, the other party had already mentioned the desire to visit her territory. It was just that the Elf race had not left their tribal lands for far too long, and their every move was stared at by the surrounding human kingdoms, large and small, making it difficult to make such a decision easily.
However, this time it was very clear that the Elves had made up their minds, deciding to step out of their tribal lands and begin walking upon this continent once again.
