Seeing the scene before her, Quan Ji slowly raised her hand, her smile deepening.
"allow."
"May the gods be with you."
The night elves were overjoyed: "May the gods be with you!"
...
After everything was arranged, everyone sat down in front of the Night Elf meeting hall.
To express their gratitude to Quan Ji, the elders of the Night Elf race held a small banquet.
They brought out their winter food, which, though not much, was enough and quite varied.
For the night elves, simply surviving is a great luxury, so they have these ingredients, but they don't have any overly complicated cooking methods.
After all the dishes were served.
The night elves presented various performances to Quan Ji.
The elders of the Night Elf race silently approached Quan Ji, curiously observing this young lady.
Quan Ji was stroking her chin, deep in thought.
The night elves noticed and spoke up, afraid of displeasing the Princess:
"Young Miss, are you not satisfied with today's performance?"
"If our Night Elf race hadn't been suppressed by the Elf race for so many years, we could definitely have put on a better welcome party."
"Damn it! We night elves can't even properly treat our benefactor!"
The night elves began to wallow in self-pity and were in great distress.
Quan Ji glanced at them, then frowned in confusion: "No... I'm not thinking about that. I'm just wondering how long until the sacrificial ritual the elves are preparing... Who is the target they need, the god they speak of, if not the God of Night?"
When I first heard that the Night Elves had brought a god with them, I subconsciously thought that the god who was sacrificed would be this one.
But now that Night God is dead, and killed by the Archbishop of the Abyss himself, everything starts to seem unbelievable again.
They were well aware that the Archbishop of the Abyss had already colluded with the elves.
It's not hard to guess that the Abyss played the role of the trigger here.
Their purpose is to protect Princess Quan until the mysterious being they are waiting for awakens.
The night elves were also completely baffled by Quan Ji's question.
They all knew that the elves were hunting humans on a large scale, and that they had even captured a god and needed the blood of a king elf.
Human beings have already made it quite clear that there are no hard and fast requirements.
However, one of the most ethical things about the elves is that they capture elven hunters and mercenaries first.
As for the bloodline of the King Elf, that was already provided by Queen Vivian.
Only that deity remained completely silent throughout the entire process.
At this moment, a tiny night elf timidly peeked out, her big eyes blinking as she looked at Quan Ji.
"Um... um."
Everyone's attention was drawn to this little elf.
Everyone was looking at him.
The little elf became shy.
The elders of the night elves were not serious and did not scold her. Instead, they asked her, "What's wrong, Ruan Ruan? Is something the matter? Miss is very busy. Would you like to go home first?"
The little elf, called Softie, shook her head repeatedly before standing up straight and saying loudly:
"I know that god... I know him, I've seen him!"
Everyone was stunned for a moment, looking at the little elf, and asked as if to confirm.
"You've seen him?"
—Author's Note—
I have no inspiration today, sob sob sob.
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