The atmosphere was extremely awkward. Even Huiya couldn't bear to look at him and turned his back as if he hadn't heard anything.
The air was silent for a moment, and Maggie watched them with a half-smile, observing how the clown performed and danced.
Arguing with him at this point would only make you look inferior. It's better to just quietly observe them and see what new tricks they have up their sleeves.
After the leader finished speaking, the members of his team behind him couldn't sit still any longer. Their eyes swept over Maggie, who was rolling in money, and a hint of jealousy and greed flashed in their eyes.
"We don't ask for much in apology. Since you've picked so many gold leaves, just give us half as compensation."
"This way, you can gain a better reputation among the elves, and we can also get a seat. It's a win-win situation."
Maggie wanted to laugh at the audacious words, so she actually did.
"Pfft, hahaha."
Maggie laughed so hard she almost fell over. There was no need for her to hide her true nature here; 'malice' was written all over her, especially when facing someone who wasn't very bright and was extremely arrogant.
The emotion of 'malice' is like a snake in a damp, cold cave, rustling and crawling out.
By the time the other party realized it, snakes had already covered their feet, leaving them nowhere to hide.
"why are you laughing?"
The elf, who had been making outrageous demands, frowned, seemingly puzzled by Maggie's reaction.
This is clearly a win-win situation, so why is Maggie smiling like this? Isn't she afraid of being ostracized by the entire Elf race and losing her status as a distinguished guest?
"Me? Reputation? You can go ask your elders, ask them if they would dare to do anything to me even if I killed you."
Maggie laughed until tears streamed down her face. She never expected that even at this point, there would still be people who couldn't see the situation clearly.
They've never seen the wickedness of human nature. The naive and pitiful elves have always been raised in the Green Forest, never having even come into contact with the outside world. They're so innocent and cute that they're not even as good as Nesser.
At least Nesser had seen the ugly side of humanity, so he was still wary and had a relatively clear understanding of life and death.
Unfortunately, the pampered elves in front of her didn't know this. Fame was nothing but a childish game, and she had no interest in playing house with them.
Fortunately, this is the Green Forest. If it were outside, during a battle for treasure, if someone dared to openly steal her things, their head would probably fly two miles away.
Outside, when people fight for treasures, it always ends in bloodshed and corpses strewn everywhere. Public opinion only has an effect when it is restricted by laws and regulations; without the constraints of rules, it is worthless.
Maggie already knew that there were mages sent by the elven high command to monitor them in the vicinity, and she believed that the news had already reached the ears of the elders, who might be rushing back to prevent conflict.
Unless the high-ranking elves are idiots, they wouldn't dare to easily turn against her.
The emerald green grass ring on her wrist was a treasure personally certified by the Mother Tree of Elves.
This is much better than being in the Temple of Light. Both my status and position are far superior to others.
Maggie was very satisfied.
If the situation outside weren't so complicated, staying might not be a bad idea; after all, who doesn't like privileges?
Her words were like a boulder thrown into a lake, creating huge waves. The surrounding elves' expressions changed; clearly, the peace-loving elves hadn't expected Maggie to utter such cruel words.
"You call yourselves noble, but you're actually not even as good as the forest creatures you talk about. If you trash were to go outside, you would be devoured without leaving a trace."
Maggie smiled dismissively, using a cruel tone to help them face reality.
Among this group of newly grown elves who had never witnessed the ugliness of the world, she was like an evil demon, her words piercing the heart, making the scene increasingly quiet.
"Flowers that live in a greenhouse, then stay put and don't try to anger me."
Maggie narrowed her eyes, her gentle voice carrying a chilling undertone.
In Maggie's opinion, these guys were living too comfortably and had lost even the most basic sense of crisis.
Their childish behavior is like that of elementary school students. They really should be shown how terrifying the real world of survival of the fittest can be.
As she finished speaking, a figure darted out from the forest on the other side and landed swiftly between Maggie and the team members.
Upon closer inspection, he was a wood-type mage at least at the level of a magician. At that moment, he was looking at Maggie with an apologetic expression and a hint of urgency in his voice.
“Your Highness, the elders said they apologized to you on behalf of the juniors. All the gold leaves you collected will be considered your personal reward and will also be included in the points ranking. Would you... be able to come with me to meet the elders?”
He was also somewhat apprehensive. In terms of strength alone, Maggie did seem to be just an ordinary high-level mage, but the special abilities she had just displayed far exceeded his expectations.
In this situation, it's no longer appropriate for our esteemed guest to continue participating in the competition, especially since a fool has angered him, making the situation even more complicated.
He's drenched in sweat right now since taking on this job.
Maggie looked at the elven mage in front of her, thought for a moment, and then agreed.
"Can."
She never made things difficult for those who were given orders.
Upon hearing Maggie's agreement, the elven mage visibly breathed a sigh of relief. He quickly got up and led Maggie toward the elven altar, afraid that if he was even a second late, Maggie would change her mind.
Nesser and Huiya followed Maggie in perfect unison.
Only after leaving the grove of elven trees did Nesser speak softly to Maggie.
"Sister, are you still angry?"
He didn't care at all whether Maggie had really intended to kill those elves. If anything, he was still the one being discriminated against, and there was no reason for him to sympathize with that kind of guy.
Nesser was only concerned with whether Maggie's mood had truly been affected.
"Huh? Of course not. I just became rich overnight, why would I be in a bad mood?"
Maggie was almost humming a tune. With so many gold leaves, she could exchange them for tens of millions of gold coins, not to mention that some of them were high-quality and could be used to make magic staffs.
This time she has mermaid tears, dragon blood, and high-quality gold leaf. If she can get some mithril, her new staff will be absolutely invincible.
Maggie thought about it very seriously.
As for where the dragon blood comes from...
Then we have to mention Ficklin. Anyway, that guy is tough and thick-skinned, so a little blood probably wouldn't be a problem for him.
He might even very generously ask Maggie if she wants another drink.
Just imagining the scene makes Maggie want to laugh.
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