"Who are they?" A sweet-looking female elf, dressed in loose pajamas, stood on her balcony, brushing her teeth while curiously watching Jones and his group pass by.
"Awoo—!" Two young mages were standing on the "roof" by the roadside practicing together. One young mage suddenly saw Jones's group and was stunned, forgetting to cast a shield spell and directly hit by a fireball, making a complete mess of himself.
"Grandma! We're running out of time! Hurry up!" An elf girl carrying a fruit basket urged her "grandma," who looked about the same age as her. Seeing Jones's group, she was also stunned, blinking her big eyes as she watched.
"Ready—!" The instructor was training archery at the shooting range. He saw Jones's group and was stunned, swallowing back the word "shooting." Instantly, the six trainees lined up in a row all followed his gaze towards Jones.
Countless eyes were watching Jones's group.
