The Elf Forest.
The Elf Land.
Next to the Tree of Life.
Her Majesty, the Elf Queen's bedroom.
A rich banquet was thus concluded.
Asher and Eiffel hit each other on the stomach.
They patted their round bellies, their faces full of satisfaction.
This appearance made Her Majesty, the Elf Queen gnash her teeth in anger.
She wished that she could chase these two out.
She very subtly touched her own shriveled belly.
She used her Holy Power.
She forcefully printed down her own belly that was about to growl.
She would not lose face in front of Monn and the others.
It was just that in order to maintain this elegance, Her Majesty, the Queen had given a lot.
Seeing Monn finishing the banquet,
The Elf Queen took out a tissue and elegantly wiped her mouth.
Her beautiful eyes glanced sideways at Asher and Eiffel.
She felt that these two people had really embarrassed the elf race.
