Just then, silver coin came rushing in on a Mechanical Bipedal Bird, and before even landing, he exclaimed in shock: "Lord, have you really captured the God of the Swift Wind? Are the Gods here so weak?"
The rabbit's fur immediately stood on end: "Where did this Green Ground Elf come from? You're the weak one."
"Green Ground Elf?" Negris was taken aback.
"Yes, Lord Nage, they here are accustomed to calling Goblins 'Ground Elves', those of normal height 'Elves', and the particularly tall ones 'High Ground Elves', which are actually Trolls. It's really incomprehensible why they would lump Goblins, Elves, and Giant Beasts together."
After explaining, silver coin quickly asked: "What has he said? Lord, you're too incredible, I was just racking my brain on how to gather internal intelligence, and in no time at all, you captured the God of the Swift Wind."
