Walking in, he saw a black haired, voluptuous mature female elf with a cold expression on her face sitting on a throne made entirely of woods and vines, Beside her was a sheathed sword.
He studied the place and saw that this place indeed looked like pavilion. Leo knew that places like these are used for holding large meetings.
'This Swordsaint must be a very influential person for meetings to be held at her place'
'And she is hot!' Leo grinned inwardly,
But nevertheless, Leo walked and bowed, for his plan to work, he had to be as polite as possible.
"Leon Greets Swordsaint" he said in a loud voice as he bowed.
The Elf nodded in response without a change in expression.
'This human really has some manners, No, I don't know if this his good manner is a trick to lure me into his trap, Humans can be very trickish'
