Estella had no choice but to agree, "Alright, a lesson is a lesson, but don't go too far."

Raine smiled gently, holding his teacup.

After entrusting the matter of the dwarves to Raine, Estella stopped thinking about how to deal with them and instead inquired about what had happened that afternoon.

"How did the afternoon go?"

Renn nodded: "Yes, after all, we've built it twice already, so we're quite familiar with it. I estimate it will take about four more days to complete."

Estella said, "Tell me if you have any difficulties, and I'll find a way."

"Um."

Estella stood up from her chair and spoke to Rein and Ophelia.

"Let's go, dinner should be almost ready."

Raine put down his teacup and followed Estella with Ophelia.

After the three finished dinner, they returned to Estella's large room.

In the night of the Fairy Forest, countless fireflies dance throughout the forest, illuminating it like little fairies.

In the Elf Forest, catching fireflies is illegal, so no one would dare to defy the elves' laws just for fun.

The brightly lit market was illuminated by colorful, luminous stones, where elves and humans chatted and enjoyed the unique delicacies of the elven race.

In the dim light, the chirping of crickets and frogs formed a clear symphony, melodious and gentle.

Estella's room, living room.

The magic crystal chandelier illuminated the living room, where Estella sat behind her desk, quietly flipping through a thick book.

Ophelia carried the freshly brewed flower tea to Estella's table and poured her a cup.

"Your Majesty, please have some tea."

"Um."

Ophelia then walked over to Renn, who was sitting on the sofa, and poured him a cup of tea as well.

"Raine, try some of my freshly brewed flower tea. I picked the flowers just the day before yesterday~"

Renn smiled and accepted Ophelia's flower tea. Ophelia placed the tea tray on the coffee table, sat down next to Renn, and told him about the rudeness of the dwarves.

Hearing Ophelia's dissatisfied tone, Renn nodded repeatedly.

It seems those dwarves really angered this little girl.

Rein reached out and smoothed Ophelia's sticking-up ahoge (cowlick), comforting her with amusement.

"Yes, yes, I will definitely teach those dwarves a lesson to Your Highness."

Estella rolled her eyes at the two of them. If this girl continued talking, the dwarves would probably all have to leave the elven forest standing up.

"Ophelia, it's getting late. Go wash up and get some rest," Estella said, feigning seriousness.

Ophelia pouted as she got up from the sofa, gave Raine a reluctant look, and then walked towards the bathroom.

Not long after, Ophelia, with her golden hair tied up and wrapped in a white bath towel, walked out of the bathroom.

Ever since Renn first came to the Elf Forest and they took a bath together, Ophelia has become less wary of him.

At this moment, Ophelia resembled a jasmine flower emerging from the water, her smooth collarbone exposed, a few drops of water still clinging to her snow-white neck, and her rosy cheeks incredibly alluring.

Ophelia glanced at Renn, feeling a little shy under his gaze, and quickly ran barefoot into her room.

Small, wet footprints were left on the floor.