Wesley left the duo alone after he finished. He had a massive headache and just wanted to rest for the day, so he did. That's why the next morning, he was a bit late to arrive outside the building. The twenty-six elves under him had already gathered, including the silver-haired human.
The old man cleared his throat, a bit embarrassed that he was late instead of the young people. Without wasting any more time, he informed them that they would explore any tomb he sensed nearby. He would follow them while they trained and wouldn't interfere unless they were in an extremely dangerous situation.
The elves nodded enthusiastically and began preparing their weapons while Wesley stepped back and retrieved a small square-shaped artifact used to instantly send emergency signals to their allies if they were in danger. He tucked the artifact into his sleeve so he could quickly reach out to Ronan and the other supreme rank elves if the elves under him encountered any peril he couldn't manage.
