285 Ruins of an Ancient Elven Empire 5yr

Translator: ASBEditor: Tonicquill, Zenobys-EFT

Naturally, the group that came forward were led by the mayor of the Babel financial district. 
They were facing a monster—or to be precise, a hero—who had just vanquished an entire army of stone demons. Since they did not know his race or his attitude toward elves, they decided to employ the most prudent and safest strategy: raising a white flag.
It isn't a sign of surrender, but merely a gesture that we have no intention of resisting, my lord— anything you say, goes.
According to the hypothesis made by their Intelligence Agency, the being's ability itself might be a sign that he bore no ill will towards the elves. On the other hand, he was a clear enemy of the golems—something they had in common.
While the enemy of an enemy wasn't exactly one's friend, both sides were creatures of intelligence. That meant interaction was possible; they should try to draw in the super-warrior-who-suddenly-appeared to their ranks and try to dig out certain information…
Naturally, they had to be car