"President Mevron, congratulations for getting the Fruit of Youth which nobody else was able to," Ashpa said with a flattering smile with Mevron in front of her and King Erzu standing near her as well.
All of them, along with other high-ranked demons and adventurers, were standing in the hall where the Grand Ball was being held. Only the top echelons of the town would be present here except for those who got in through recommendations.
"Thank you, Queen Ashpa. But it wouldn't have been possible if not for King Erzu's hard work," Mevron said with a friendly smile, though his blue eyes had a hint of satisfaction.
King Erzu harrumphed, clearly dissatisfied after losing the Fruit of Youth which he had painstakingly procured. Only in his worst dreams did he expect it to fall into the hands of Mevron.
