Chapter 166

The man, intrigued by Axel's curiosity and the generous offering of money, led them to a secluded corner where they could speak privately. Axel's companions gathered around, their expressions filled with concern for Evelyn.

As they settled into a more secluded spot, the man began to speak, his voice laced with a mix of caution and empathy. "You see, sir, the situation with elf slaves in these parts is a complex one. While it's true that there are elf slaves in the territory, they don't necessarily come from the Bryxton forest."

Evelyn, her eyes downcast, spoke softly. "I am an elf, but I am not from the Bryxton forest. My origins lie elsewhere, and my journey has taken me far from my homeland."

Axel's gaze softened as he listened, his concern growing for Evelyn. He reached out and gently placed a hand on her shoulder, offering silent support.

The man continued, "The practice of enslaving elves, unfortunately, exists in various regions. Some of these slaves are captured from distant