Those elves seem to be not old last year, at least... if we judge by human aesthetics.

The oldest looks like a human being at the age of twelve or thirteen, while the youngest is like a five- or six-year-old child.

Of course, with Al Moonlight as a lesson for the past, Box Lunch knew that even the youngest-looking elf would probably be his elder brother.

However, he noticed that the hair color of these elves is different from that of the elf girl.

There are blondes, red hair, brown hair and green hair, but there are no gray-black hair like him and girls.

According to players' understanding, the elves in "Elf Kingdom" are also divided into many tribes, and the best way to distinguish tribes is to look at their hair color and pupil color.

Different hair colors show that these young elves and girls are not the same tribe.

These elves hugged in the corner, and some young people were already lying in their companions' arms and fell asleep, but there were vague tears on their faces that had not been wiped away.

The older elves, who were awake, looked vigilantly outside the cell. Their faces were pale. Even if they were forced to calm down, they could not hide the fear and confusion about the future in their eyes.

When the lunch box was taken in, it instantly attracted the attention of the elves.

After seeing the tied elf girl, an older male elf suddenly widened his eyes. He rushed to the prison door, grabbed the railing and shouted:

"Ye... Sister Nightingale! Why are you... arrested too?!"

His voice was crisp and tender, with surprise and worry.

"Sister? Have you been arrested too?"

His voice caught the attention of other young elves.

Soon, everyone rushed to the door, looking at the girl with attachment, worry, or sad eyes:

"Sister Nightingale! It's really Sister Nightingale!"

"Sister, have they done anything to you?"

"Sister, are you injured?"

"Sister Nightingale...you...you are...you..."

Looking at the tender faces, the elf girl called the Nightingale suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, and her expression rose to a hint of gentleness.

She nodded to the elves and gave them a look of not worrying as a comfort.

"Get in! Don't yell!"

Seeing the elves who rushed to the prison door, the two humans cursed and whipped the railing of the prison door, causing a scream.

They stopped satisfied until the elves retreated to the deepest part of the cell with a timid desire.

“Um…!”

Seeing the rude movements of humans, the nightingale widened her eyes.

She glared at the human being wielded by the whip, subconsciously breaking away from the rope, but was soon kicked by the lunch box.

The girl turned around angrily, but after seeing the calm eyes of the lunch box, the anger in her heart gradually subsided.

She understood the meaning of the lunch box look

calm.

Instead of locking the lunch box and the nightingale into the cells of the young elves, humans took them deeper into another cell dedicated to professionals.

The cell seems to be stronger and deeper.

And after throwing the two into the cell, they left.

After confirming that humans were walking away, the elf girl called the nightingale suddenly stood up.

She instantly broke free from the rope on her body, pulled away the cloth strip from her mouth, and then immediately came to the prison door to start prying the lock.
Chapter completed!