"My lord has so many virtues, I could not finish listing them even in three days and three nights,"
Xiao Ling said with a radiant smile, "In any case, he's no less exceptional than the human gentleman beside you, Sylramir's sweet young lady. The mere fact that he has earned my lord's recognition is proof of his excellence. You have quite the eye, young lady."
The fox-eared elf's pretty face flushed slightly.
She glanced at Luo Xi cautiously, and seeing that his expression remained unchanged, her fluctuating emotions calmed down.
Why did she feel pleased to hear such words?
She clearly had no right, nor should she continue to approach a man like Mr. Luo Xi.
With that thought, her heart clenched involuntarily.
"Then, let's begin."
The fairy girl fluttered her wings and spread her arms wide.
A series of letters that Luo Xi could not understand appeared on her forehead.
Feya said softly, "That's the symbol of an elf spell."
