The Elven Queen suddenly kneeled in front of him.
"Elven Queen?" The leaders were shocked.
"I apologize for my rude behavior. Not only do we disrespect our race benefactor, but we are also rude to his disciple. I, as the current elf queen, Shelfia, apologize for all the rude actions we have done. Please help our race, please help our Divine Tree, please help our barrier. Our entire race will be eternally grateful to you. Our ancestors said that the one chosen by our benefactor will give prosperity. But, I don't know for whom that 'prosperity' will be given to. That's why I… I… If you want to punish someone, you can punish me however you want. I will also sacrifice my entire life and become your slave. You can treat me however you want, whether to become your meat shield or even your… sex slave."
"Elven Queen, you…" the leaders were dumbfounded. What did she say? They wanted to convince her not to do that. After all, it wasn't entirely her fault.
