"Elder Cech, if the situation of the Elves has already become so dire, I will definitely dedicate all my meager strength!" Elise remained silent for a good while before solemnly singing her oath: "We can no longer sink like this! Our proud Flower Elves even have to rely on the protection of a Beamon noble, Smey. This reality is like a bayonet, deeply wounding my pride!"
"A temporary measure... just a temporary measure!" Elder Cech was truly moved.
"May I interrupt for a moment?" Liu, with his mischievous demeanor, edged over. He didn't really want to spoil the mood or interrupt the two Flower Elves' bitter-sweet reminiscing.
"What is it now?" Elder Cech, wiping away tears, furrowed his brow and fixed his gaze on Liu.
