"Your Excellency Charles, someone has come to visit you!"

"Oh? Is he an attendant of your emperor?" Charles had been waiting for definite news for the past few days.

"...No, it's Lord Allen...he's already inside!"

Then Charles saw an elf with a cool and handsome face, a tall and strong body, and a natural arrogant temperament, all of which indicated that he was a typical great elf.

"Lord Allen, my colleagues in the capital have mentioned you. I am honored to meet the last powerful elven in this world here!"

"Sir Charles, I've also heard about you. Are you really such a despicable, cowardly, and bullying fellow?"

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"Lord Allen, are you joking?"

Charles stared wide-eyed, mouth agape, and remained stunned for a long moment before angrily shouting.

"I'm not here to joke, I'm here to challenge you. I've never seen what kind of abilities the Temple's experts have that they dare to covet our lord's wealth!"

"...Uh! It's not what you think. Someone...gave me a hint..."

Charles sensed Allen's ever-increasing aura and immediately made a decision to betray the waiter who had given him the hint.

"They're all the same!"

The great elf smiled disdainfully, and the entire Honglu Temple was suddenly enveloped in dazzling starlight.

Less than half an hour later, the starlight dissipated, and Allen, whose clothes were not even wrinkled, walked out of the Honglu Temple with his head held high.

The crowd watching the spectacle and the soldiers maintaining order all looked at the tall, powerful elf with reverence, automatically making way for him to gracefully and elegantly depart.