"With all due respect, it's truly shameful and disturbing that someone like you, with no academic background or achievements, dares to eat at this table. I feel bad and wronged for those present who have dedicated themselves wholeheartedly to the future of the elves. What have they done wrong to deserve to sit at the same table with someone like you?"
"What a shame."
The words were like a blade, like a sharp sword, piercing into the heart of the elf woman holding a golden folding fan. Her face changed in shock, her mouth slightly opened, but she was stunned and unable to speak.
All of a sudden, the hall fell silent, and those who had wanted to laugh at the joke immediately shut their mouths, fearing that the sharp-tongued elf sage would direct his firepower at them.
"Well, this gathering was called by Lord Asara after all, so everyone should enjoy lunch and not embarrass that Lord."
Just as the banquet was gradually descending into an awkward silence, a graceful and elegant elf woman finally stood up and spoke. With her words of conciliation, the hall slowly regained its vitality, and everyone gradually continued to eat. However, at this time, no one was discussing the two parties that had just occurred.
Seeing the atmosphere slowly recovering, the elf woman nodded slightly. She first comforted Sabrina, who had suffered a humiliating blow, and then turned around and slowly walked towards Westena.
"It's been a long time, Vestena. I didn't expect your words to still be so sharp. It reminds me of that year when I went to the Emerald Flower Cage to watch the ceremony. You were just as powerful, defeating many of your peers and being praised by the sages of the time."
"Long time no see, Her Highness Marantha." Westena nodded slightly, first returned the greeting, and then slowly responded.
This elven noblewoman named Marantha was much older than Westena. When she had just graduated, she was already one of the fifteen seats in the Emerald Court.
After the two of them exchanged a few simple and polite words about the past, Marantha finally turned the topic to the girl next to Westena.
"So, who is this distinguished lord? I don't remember you having such a brilliant student."
As she spoke, the elven lady looked at Loranhill with a smile, forcing the latter to step out from behind Westena and face the scrutinizing and surprised gaze.
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