"Ahem, Miss Sophia, don't be so angry! Well … As the saying goes, humans are iron, and rice is steel. You didn't eat much on our way back, so you should at least eat something! "
"I brought some specialties from the Elven Forest. They're super delicious, and I believe you'll like them! Well, I'm coming in now! "
With a smile on his face again, Demacia said in a slightly flattering tone.
After saying that, he didn't wait for the person inside to reply, and gently twisted the door and opened it.
Demacia entered the reception room with a tray of exquisite desserts.
The reception room's decoration style was a mix of the elegant and classic Elven style of the Segers World and the classical Bluestar style of the Western style. There were exquisite magic chandeliers, white decorative pillars with embossed sculptures, and light yellow curtains made of Crypt Spider Silk …
Most of the furniture was made of wood, and every piece was a work of art made of wood by the Elves. In addition, there were many hollow white jade decorations, as well as some exquisite handicrafts — many of which were relics that the players had found in the Elven ruins.
And in front of an elegant and exquisite mithril chandelier with intricate carvings, there was a half-elf girl who looked about sixteen or seventeen years old with a head of rare flaxen hair.
The girl wasn't very tall, but when she stood up straight, she gave off a sense of elegance and a rather oppressive aura. That was a unique temperament that could only be cultivated by the children of some powerful people over a long period of time.
She was caressing the mithril chandelier in front of her, her eyes filled with admiration and infatuation.
Demacia's push of the door didn't attract the girl's attention.
Instead, his own eyes were unconsciously attracted to the girl.
As the inheritor of the Elven bloodline, the girl's appearance didn't need to be exaggerated. There were beautiful people, but there were too few who had a noble and elegant temperament in addition to being beautiful.
The traditional Elves of the Elven Forest had an outstanding temperament, but their temperament was more towards a kind of otherworldly and elegant, and not the noble and unique temperament that the girl displayed. As for the players … they were far from it. Many of them wore high-end suits as if they were selling insurance.
And Demacia had only seen a similar temperament from Big Sister.
Of course … Big Sister's deterrence was much stronger than the girl in front of him. Although the girl in front of him had a noble temperament, there was still a hint of immaturity in that nobility.
Demacia looked at the brand-new elven robe on the girl, and then at the slightly tattered, even stained, corset dress of nobles hanging on a hanger in the corner. Demacia chuckled and said, "Don't worry.
"Miss Sophia, I have to say, you're quite suited to wearing elven clothing. This one suits you much better than the one you wore before. I've already said that not everyone can wear clothes that constrict the chest. With your figure, you're still more suited for this kind of loose elven clothing."
Hearing Demacia's words, the girl's hand that was stroking the ornamental lamp paused slightly.
Her expression's look, her face's's''s a,'s face's's.
She turned her body sideways and coldly glanced at Demacia with her dark gray eyes. Her face suddenly revealed an elegant smile.
"Mr. Demacia, I don't think I allowed you to enter. Your skin is the most magical part of your body. It can be big or small, thin or thick, and it's even dispensable!"
Demacia's smile froze.
After she finished speaking, the girl named Sophia continued to size up the person who had just entered the room. Her gaze paused on his red back hair for a moment before she shook her head slightly and sighed.
"You finally changed your hairstyle. To be honest, it's fortunate that you disguised yourself well. Otherwise, with your hairstyle, I would have thought that you were a Goblin who escaped from a magical accident!"
"But it's still alright. Although your personality is as bad as a Goblin's, your appearance is safer than a Goblin's. With your unique appearance, I think that even if you walk in a cemetery at night, the Specters won't dare to come out."
Demacia was speechless.
The corners of his mouth could not help but twitch.
The girl's gaze continued to move downwards. When she saw Demacia's suave and elegant deacon uniform, her eyes revealed a trace of surprise.
She covered her mouth lightly and smiled elegantly.
"Ah, you finally changed your rotten armor. Now, you don't look like those down-and-out Houndhead Men mercenaries. But your new attire is too familiar. It's like the boy toy at the Moulin Rouge. Those who don't know might think that it's a pet that ran out of a house."
Demacia was speechless.
His face darkened, and he could not help but lower his head to look at his attire. He suddenly felt that the attire that he had painstakingly picked out was a little bone-chilling …
But … the girl's words did not end there.
"Hmm? You seem to have sprayed some perfume? It seems rather high-end, but you seem to have sprayed a little too much. But I can understand. After all, you have to cover up the scum smell on your body. Oh, apologies, perhaps I shouldn't have used this word. After all, this word isn't enough to describe your unique character … "
Demacia was speechless.
He sniffed his clothes subconsciously, and his expression seemed to be getting uglier …
"Ahem, Miss Sophia, can we change the topic?"
Demacia gritted his teeth and laughed dryly.
Hearing his words, Sophia's face once again bloomed with a bright and beautiful smile, causing a certain someone, whose face was alternating between red and white from being scolded in a roundabout way, to be slightly absent-minded.
"Sure."
Her voice was crisp and pleasant, like an oriole's.
Then, the girl's expression instantly turned cold.
"Then let's talk. I've already told you what happened in the Maple Leaf Territory and fulfilled my promise. So why didn't you follow the agreement and send me to the safety of the empire's rear? Why did you imprison me in this unfamiliar port?"
"This … is how elves treat their guests? Or are you guys really as the nobles said, degenerating into cruel and cunning minions of the Abyss? "
"Misunderstanding! This is a complete misunderstanding! Can the words of human nobles be trusted?! Those guys are all masters who eat people without spitting out their bones! "
Demacia put down the snacks and shook his head as he explained.
Sophia sneered.
"You seem to have forgotten that I'm also a noble. The brain is a daily use. I hope you don't treat it as a decorative handicraft. Moreover, it's a shoddy product made by the lowest workshop in the Kingdom of Ayres. Put more things in it when you have nothing to do. Don't run out of water. "
Demacia was speechless.
"That's different … You have elven blood, you're a half-elf!"
He twisted his neck again and said.
"Elven blood, huh …"
The girl murmured, and a trace of mockery appeared on her face.
"I'd rather not have such a cowardly and vase bloodline! Such a bloodline may be more suitable for you. After all, with your IQ, you can only be a fragile vase in the Moulin Rouge. No, you may not even be a vase. After all, even the vases in the Moulin Rouge are quite high-end, and a vase like yours is like a Half-Orc who can casually crush it with his feet in black mud. "
Demacia was speechless.
"Miss Sophia, can you not insult me?"
He sighed and said.
Sophia's eyes widened.
"Oh my God, did you think I was speaking ill of you all this time? I clearly thought that I had evaluated you as highly as possible. It seems that with your complex facial features, you still can't hide your simple IQ. You can't really recognize other people's comments … "
"If it's possible, I sincerely suggest that you use that part of your neck to think about your own value. Otherwise … What else can you do in this world other than show off how beautiful the world is?"
Demacia was speechless.
"What the f * ck …"
He finally couldn't help but want to swear.
However, when he noticed the girl's scrutinizing gaze and read the meaning of "Look, I'm about to reveal my true nature", he quickly restrained himself.
He took two deep breaths, forced a smile, and said.
"Miss Sophia, what do you want?"
"That's the question I want to ask. What do you want?"
The girl asked back.
"We just want to protect you. Of course … We also want to understand the current situation of the Maple Leaf Territory through you."
Demacia said.
"Protection? I'm a noble of the empire, a descendant of the Wells family. Why would I need elves' protection? "
The girl sneered.
"But haven't you already been expelled from the family? A helpless half-elf, don't you know what will happen to you if you wander into the human world? And … Your brother wants to offer you as a sacrifice to the Earl of the Border to obtain higher power. Will you still be reluctant to leave such a family? You told us all this on the way! "
Demacia said loudly.
Hearing his words, the girl finally fell silent and lowered her eyelids slightly.
After a moment, she raised her head again, straightened her back, and said, "No, I'm not expelled from the family.
It's that despicable guy, Carl, who acted on his own! He doesn't have the right or ability to inherit father's title! He … will only drag the family into the abyss! He will make the people suffer! "
"As the first heir of the Wells family, I'm the rightful heir of the family, the future Viscount Wells! The Earl of the Border is evil. The Wells family can't follow him. Even if he's the lord of the Wells family, we're also citizens of the empire! We have the right to choose between him and the empire! "
"Sir Demacia, I'll say it one last time. Send me back to the empire's territory. I want to ask Duke Rosen for help!"
Sophia insisted.
Looking at the determined half-elf girl, Demacia's face showed a touch of helplessness.
Of course, other than helplessness, there was also some hesitation.
Because what the girl said seemed to make some sense. As a player, to be honest, he didn't know what kind of setting the nobles in the human world in "Elf Kingdom" was.
Or … could the girl's request be a kind of hidden mission?
Help her complete her request so that he could continue the mission?
But … as the president of the Amway Chamber of Commerce, as the veteran player who interacted with the human forces the most, even if he didn't have much interaction with the human nobles, Demacia more or less had a basic understanding of the Holy Mania Empire through some of the empire's black market merchants.
In his view, this was a magical empire that followed the western template of the Bluestar Middle Ages …
But at the same time, this was a strange world with an even more exaggerated class division and wealth gap than the Bluestar.
It was strange because in Demacia's view, if the poor here were placed in the Bluestar, they would have been in a miserable situation where the nobles didn't treat them as human beings. But the civilians in the Segers world were all well-behaved.
Of course, this couldn't be ruled out because there was an extraordinary existence in the game that suppressed the pitiful resistance of the civilians, or it could simply be the game's setting.
But no matter what, Demacia always felt that the girl seemed to be too optimistic. Although he couldn't tell what was wrong, his intuition told him that Sophia's way of thinking might not allow her to do as she wished …
Moreover, to send her to the empire?
Not to mention other things, just the current range of activities of the players couldn't do it.
And if he just randomly found a city and dropped the girl off …
Not to mention other things, Demacia was afraid that a lonely noble girl of elven descent wouldn't have a good ending.
Heh, did you really think that the city security in the Segers world was like the Bluestar celestial empire where a girl like you could walk around in pajamas at three o 'clock in the morning?
Demacia sighed as she looked at the girl's determined face.
He was about to say something when his heart suddenly moved, and he looked at the door of the reception room.
Someone knocked on the door again.
"Who is it? Didn't you say not to disturb me for the time being? "
Demacia said impatiently.
"It's me, Li Mu."
A familiar voice came from outside the door.
"Brother Mu?"
Demacia's eyes lit up.
He hurriedly went over and opened the door.
"Brother Mu, you're back? How was it? What did Alice and Big Sister say? "
Li Mu glanced at the half-elf girl in the room who was looking at him suspiciously and vigilantly. He smiled and said to Demacia, "They're here.
"They're here. They want to see Sophia."
Then, he stepped aside.
Demacia looked up and saw two familiar figures.
His eyes lit up.
"Big Sister … Oh, Lady Zero! Lady Alice! Hello … Hello! "
He stood at attention and saluted with an obedient attitude.
He didn't know how many times he had rehearsed …
Eve nodded at him, and Alice frowned but also nodded slightly.
After that, Demacia quickly turned his head and smiled at the half-elf girl who was curiously looking in the direction of the door. He chuckled and said,
"Miss Sophia, there are two lords who want to see you."
After saying that, he quickly stepped aside to let them pass.
"Lords?"
The girl sneered.
She raised her chin slightly and looked at the door. Then, she saw two beautiful elves enter her line of sight …
Facing the girl's proud, scrutinizing, and curious gaze, Eve smiled.
"Miss Sophia, hello, I'm Zero."
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