Fortunately, Chris didn't ask any more questions.
Ron secretly breathed a sigh of relief, feeling it would be better to find an opportunity to reconcile with Princess Sheila, perhaps by apologizing or something.
Having spent a long time at the Elf Academy, Ron also knew that Chris's disciple was Princess Sheila...
During the journey, Ron asked with some concern, "Rita, can you beat Elder Chris?"
"have no idea!"
"How could I not know?"
"I've never tried it before, my lord. Would Rita like to give it a try?"
"Please don't!"
Ron was startled and quickly replied telepathically.
On the way, Vivian, who was standing beside him, asked more carefully: "Young Master, what happened?"
"It's nothing... We'll be at the Elf Royal Palace soon!"
"It's still a long way off, young master."
"oh!"
Ron turned around and looked at Rita again. Her adorable, clueless appearance really made her seem rather inflexible!
No, Ron needs to remind himself of this.
...
After traveling for a long time, they finally arrived at the Elf Palace again in the afternoon.
They walked a little slower, taking in the scenery along the way, but when they arrived at the Elf Palace, Ron keenly sensed that something was wrong!
Sure enough, the number of elven warriors on both sides of the road to the Elven Palace increased.
Unlike their first visit, this time the elven warriors all wore smiles.
If you get closer, the elven warrior will even perform the highest etiquette of the elven race.
"Thank you, my blessing."
"Uh...no, no need."
So the elves also hold ceremonies! Hehe, I'm actually looking forward to seeing how the elven palace will be decorated.
Even after reaching the giant canopy, Ron was still flattered.
The Elf Queen no longer waited inside the palace, but instead came out to greet them in person.
The elven royal servants also bowed to welcome their blessing.
Two rows of powerful individuals with profound elemental abilities bowed their heads to Ron and his group.
I couldn't help but feel a sense of unease.
Realizing his own state of mind, Ron quickly suppressed his emotions. Although his mental cultivation was somewhat lacking, he managed to regain his composure in a short while.
In contrast, Vivian remained largely unchanged.
In her heart, all of this was brought about by the young master.
The young master taught her magic from a young age, took her on adventures and treasure hunts, and everything she did was for the young master.
Ron glanced at Vivian, secretly wishing he could slap her in the face...
Look at their composure! They don't show their emotions to outsiders—that's a basic quality of those in high positions!
Forget it, what's the point of comparing her to my own maid?
The elven queen opposite did not share the human race's ideas about aristocratic systems. The queen approached slowly, holding an elven scepter in her hand, her long skirt trailing behind her, and a beautiful female elven behind her lifted the hem of her skirt...
Judging by the attire alone, it could certainly be described as dignified.
Even as the Elf Queen made her move, her people continued to bow and pay their respects.
On Ron's side, at least they came from noble families. Except for Fanny, all the men knelt on one knee, and the women lifted their skirts and bowed...
When the Queen arrived before Ron and Vivian, it was as if only these few people were present...
Ron rarely paid attention to the Queen's subtle movements, but he noticed that she took out another bottle with her other hand, which made him slightly suspicious.
When the Queen spoke to Vivian, she answered Ron's question.
"Take it, my elven friend, this will be useful to you."
Vivian looked somewhat bewildered: "Is this for Vivian?"
The queen smiled but did not answer.
The Elf Queen's smile was graceful and noble, exuding an aura of unparalleled elegance, yet also carrying a touch of warmth.
Ron was momentarily stunned.
Fortunately, the lake of my heart remained calm and soon returned to its original state.
There are so many beautiful things in the world, and perhaps one day in the future, Princess Heila will become like that too.
Vivian looked at him again.
Ron gave a signal with a glance and smiled slightly in return.
Vivian, who grew up with Ron, knew perfectly well that this was a form of encouragement!
Finally, Vivian accepted the gift from the Elf Queen, feeling flattered and overwhelmed.
However, he handed it over to Ron as soon as he received it.
Ron gave an awkward laugh; the little maid didn't even consider the occasion.
This naturally drew a deep look from the Elf Queen at Ron.
Ron unconsciously straightened his chest, determined not to disgrace the human race.
Vivian, however, gave a playful smile in response to Ron's quick expressions.
The little maid is getting more and more restless; perhaps it's because she's been chatting with Fanny too much on the way.
No, she'll corrupt my little maid. I'll go back and teach that succubus Fanny a lesson.
With his mind in turmoil, he heard the Elf Queen speak for the first time as she met Ron and the others again.
"Thank you as well, Human Lord. Please follow me into the palace!"
Did Ron, observing the Elf Queen's final change in expression before she turned away, roughly understand Ron's intentions and thoughts?
Indeed, older beings are often incredibly wise.
However, the Elven people's pursuit of life, as well as the limitations of the race itself, have led to the changes of the past and the present.
As Ron silently pondered the matter, he led his group into the elven palace with the elves.
Unlike the first time I visited, there was now a wooden round table in the main reception hall of the palace.
Is the decor tacky? Not at all. The wooden round table is a priceless magical material, and the subtle scent of the table and chairs is enough to bring peace and tranquility.
The bottle that Vivian gave me is in my storage ring. I'll keep it safe for the maid for now, and I can study it further when I get back. I have a feeling that this bottle is not simple.
The Queen had already taken her seat, and Ron naturally sat down opposite her.
Sure enough, as soon as Ron sat down, the Queen spoke first: "The Elven race needs to learn to integrate into human life. I wonder if Lord Ron has any suggestions?"
Ron chuckled, not bothering to reveal his plans immediately, but instead said, "Would you like to sit wherever you like in the other seats?"
The Elf Queen might have been puzzled, but she still replied, "Of course."
"Alright, Vivian, Rita... please have a seat!"
It'll probably take a long time to discuss this. Anyway, there aren't many people with us. But Uncle Arno's chivalrous spirit is influencing him, so it's not easy to make him sit down.
Uncle Arno, being a master-level being, already held the title of knight of the kingdom.
The elven queen watched Ron with curiosity, observing this seemingly unusual human nobleman...
At this moment, Princess Hera, who was standing next to the Elf Queen, could no longer hold back.
She snorted at Ron and tried to sit down in a disrespectful manner, even though her designated seat wasn't there.
In clan discussions, the elders usually sit here, while she sits above them, listening in.
The Empress didn't seem to mind.
After a long silence, Ron spoke up: "Alright, how about we set up an organization?"
"The Territory Assessment Department, with half-elves serving as its managers and staff, oversees both our human and elven races."
"Human scum can be dealt with by the half-elves in my territory with priority. Some disputes will be recorded in advance by the half-elves, and then resolved through consultation between the high-ranking officials of the human and elven races..."
"..."
Ron talked for a long time about the advantages and disadvantages of just one department, and the elves, along with Ron's entourage, listened attentively.
I'm afraid that I might not explain things in enough detail and cause a misunderstanding.
Half-elf! The wounds of the past must be resolved sooner or later.
Giving half-elves the power of decree to vent their anger is a good approach; then, let's see who dares to cause trouble!
Half-elves are a natural bridge between elves and humans!
After a long while, Ron finished speaking. The Elf Queen listened quietly and pondered for a long time, while Heila, who was standing to the side, gave Ron a deep look.
Why is this guy suddenly so serious again? Without realizing it, Sheila also became a little serious, pondering the pros and cons.
The freest princesses are usually like this: guided through matters, they eventually become qualified candidates for the Elf Queen.
Time passed, and the current Elf Queen, Siri, replied, "It is possible, but I fear the half-elves are not strong enough..."
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