Those are the Elves, the player characters who participated in this war.

Elves are naturally tall, even compared to humans they are considered tall, and the contrast becomes even more apparent when they walk alongside Dwarves.

Coupled with their handsome faces, distinct from the rugged appearance of Dwarves, and the luxurious gear emitting a faint glow in the dim Underworld, they look like a Divine Envoy Army dispatched by Divine...

Beautiful, noble, powerful...

It seems all the beautiful words can be applied to them.

Of course, they’d be even more imposing if their expressions were more serious.

Unlike Dwarves, upon entering the city, many Elves waved and smiled to the crowds on both sides of the street, met with screams from young Dwarf maidens.

Showing off is always a hot topic among players.

Especially Hu Lu, at the forefront of the player group, whistling and winking at the Dwarf girls on both sides, each time met with excited cheers...

"Hu Lu, no wonder you never fancy the Elf ladies, it turns out you have such a heavy taste?"

Watching his flirty demeanor, and glancing at the Dwarf girls with waists thicker than barrels, Chopin couldn’t help but swallow hard.

However, he quickly received a side-eye from Hu Lu:

"I say, Brother Bang, can’t you have eyes that see beauty? Do you only see the barrel but not those petite and cute girls?"

"Are there? Why haven’t I seen them? The female Dwarves here... honestly, they seem bulkier than those in the Dark City."

"Of course there are! Look over there! There! And there!"

"Hmm... your eyes are really sharp."

"Naturally."

"No wonder you’re a loli enthusiast."

"Scram!"

The two players bantered as they paraded through the streets, a typical daily routine for their team, joyfully.

"But speaking of which, why do the female Dwarves here have such peculiar figures?"

After bantering for a while, Chopin rubbed his chin in thought.

"Supposedly it’s related to the climate."

IamInvincible said from the other side.

"Climate?"

Curious glances were cast at him.

IamInvincible explained:

"I heard from the Dark Dwarves that beneath Moso City is a small freezing Demon Crystal mine, affecting the region’s climate, making it much colder here than elsewhere..."

Saying that, he glanced at a few companions:

"Have you not felt colder since coming here?"

"Cold... colder?"

They exchanged looks.

"So... it does feel a bit cooler."

"Indeed, but wouldn’t call it cold."

But soon, they were again met with IamInvincible’s teasing:

"Nonsense, we’re all Gold, resistant to cold naturally, it’s normal not to feel cold, look at the residents on both sides of the road, who isn’t dressed thicker than us."

"Then what does this have to do with the Dwarves’ figure?"

They asked again.

IamInvincible continued to explain:

"Cold weather means eating high-calorie foods to stay warm, easily accumulating fat, it’s fine when young, but as the digestive system inevitably declines with age, they naturally gain weight."

Listening to his explanation, Optimist had an epiphany:

"Like Russian women? Short shelf life?"

"Something like that."

Players continued their parade chatting leisurely.

However, BoxedMeal walking diagonally behind them remained silent, staying quiet as usual.

This has become the team’s norm.

But if one were to look closely, they’d find that although BoxedMeal remained silent, his eyes were filled with warmth when watching the bantering teammates.

His lips seemed to carry a subtle hint of a smile, yet this smile seemed to bring a faint sadness.

Their other teammates chatted, exchanging stories from all walks of life.

And if you observed them closely, you’d find that every time they started a topic, intentionally mocked each other, or told jokes, they’d glance at BoxedMeal quickly.

If BoxedMeal responded, they’d inadvertently smile, but if he didn’t, they’d quickly switch topics.

It felt like they were trying to cheer BoxedMeal up.

Yet, most of the time, BoxedMeal’s expression never changed.

Though seemingly smiling, strangely, it gave them the sense that he carried burdens and melancholia within.

"Captain, have you encountered troubles in real life recently? You seem preoccupied these days."

Hu Lu couldn’t help but ask.

BoxedMeal was slightly startled.

He smiled slightly, like a gentle spring breeze, then shook his head softly.

This time, the players were truly shocked.

"Whoa!"

"Whoa!!"

"Captain actually smiled, are you still the Captain I know?! "

"Oh my gosh! The captain smiled! Elf Kingdom must be shutting down!"

BoxedMeal:...

Looking at his astonished teammates, his expression was somewhat speechless.

"I’m fine."

He finally spoke.

"Liar! Captain, we’ve endured countless deaths together, you’ve been offline lately, even missed your favorite final battle, must be troubles in real life!"

Optimist shook his head.

These words immediately gained the support of other players.

As one of the strongest players in "Elf Kingdom," BoxedMeal’s time online was legendary.

However, over the past few months, he was spending less and less time online.

Players clearly remembered that about three months ago, BoxedMeal suddenly disconnected during a battle.

Since then, he seemed to disconnect from the game regularly.

Unusual!

That was absolutely unusual!

"Yes! BoxedMeal, if you have any difficulties, speak to us, though I’m just so-so in the game, I have some power in reality."

Chopin said too.

His expression was full of concern.

And the others also echoed:

"Yes, Captain you missed every offline gathering, you might not know, this guy knows tons of big shots in real life..."

Players engaged in dialogue with BoxedMeal, yet, listening to their conversations, BoxedMeal remained silent.

"Captain! Are we still brothers? Brothers stick together; share blessings, endure hardships; when one side is in trouble, help comes from everywhere right?"

Hu Lu finally couldn’t hold it in any longer, said with some displeasure.

"That’s right! Tell us what’s bothering you! Don’t bury it in your heart."

IamInvincible also said.

Seeing their sincere and worried looks, BoxedMeal’s smile gradually disappeared.

His gaze showed a hint of complexity, then forced out a smile filled with sadness, helplessness, and apology:

"Sorry, I... might leave the game soon."

"Leave the game?!"

Several players shouted in disbelief, momentarily drawing the attention of nearby Dwarves.

"No... Captain, why are you considering leaving the game?! "

"Yes, why the thought of leaving the game?"

"Really facing troubles in real life?"

"Is it money? Health? Or something else?"

Teammates rattled off in excitement.

Witnessing their uproar, BoxedMeal’s expression showed a hint of helplessness.

His gaze swept over the long procession, over the citizens watching on both sides, over the black buildings lined in Moso City, softly sighed:

"Sorry..."

"I might..."

He didn’t finish his sentence.

In the surprised glances of the players, BoxedMeal’s gaze suddenly lost its spark, his whole body plummeting from his mount...

He disconnected once again.

And this time, did not log back in for a long time...