Kileana looked at Mikahil again, catching the moment when the piece of cloth that had remained covering his tool would give way, falling quickly to the ground and revealing Mikahil's tool to everyone.
"Hmmm," Kileana smiled, clapping her hands and saying, "Girls, I think now everyone agrees that my choice was the right one, right?"
"What?" Mikahil asked just seconds before realizing what happened, looking down to see his friend now free. "Ohhh, well, you all would've seen it sooner or later," he said with a smile. "Enjoy."
"Fufufu," The red-eyed, white-haired elf closed her fan, clapping it into her hand as she rose. She spoke, "Kileana is right, so I won't change my vote. He's still a yes, especially now that I see the boy truly excels in both aspects."
'Was this the purpose of this ritual? But why the approval? Wasn't it already a consensus among all?' Mikahil thought, feeling countless eyes on his body, with only a minority displaying disapproval.
Yet, the most attention-grabbing gaze was from Praia, genuinely surprised by what she was seeing. 'What? When we swam in the lake, it was about four times smaller. How did it become like this?' Praia pondered, reminiscing about her childhood.
The green-haired woman with cat ears, remaining seated, licked her lips and spoke, "I have to change my vote, then, from no to yes. I must apologize, Miss, I didn't expect a human to make me feel the same way I do when I see a fish."
The woman with green eyes and long black hair, touching her thighs, said, "My vote remains a Yes, and along with that, does that agreement we made still stand? Alright?"
"Tsk..." clicked her tongue in dissatisfaction, the woman with cat ears thought, 'Damn it, my predecessor, you'll hear a lot from me when I get back.'
'What the hell is this voting about?' Mikahil's eyes scanned the arena as he heard three more women casting their votes. Two of them changed their votes from "no" to "yes," while one continued with "yes." Just then, a deafening slap echoed, and from beneath a tree, emerging from within the shadow.
Mikhail Looking at the tall woman, seemingly around 198cm in height, the only thought that came to your mind was, 'Fuck, even the goblins in this world are some damn hotties... I wonder how the orcs look then?'
Immediately after, his attention was captured by the stunning goblin female. She carried an air of wildness in her appearance, accentuated by her features. Her hair was an otherworldly shade of white, flowing down her back and creating a stark contrast against her vibrant green skin. Her piercing blue eyes held a certain intelligence and curiosity, reflecting the world around her.
She was adorned in a unique combination of materials. A gray wolf-skin top covered her upper body, adorned with intricate patterns and showcasing her toned arms. The skirt she wore was woven from various plant fibers in shades of yellow, giving her attire a natural and tribal look. The ensemble both protected and accentuated her figure in a way that spoke of practicality and aesthetics. Despite the blend of materials, her appearance exuded an undeniable charm.
"What do you want to say? Tatian, is there any issue?" Kileana asked, looking directly into the goblin's eyes, who unconsciously took a step back.
"Hey, Mikhail, how long are you going to keep showing off this freak?" Praia whispered, nudging Mikahil with her elbow.
"What's the matter, feeling jealous? Hahaha," Mikahil responded in a hushed tone.
Tatian sighed, displaying an indifferent expression as she pointed at Mikahil and spoke, "As I said in that meeting, a human is worthless, and I was right. After all, you must know that the elves have gotten very used to small things since before the war."
"Huh?" A vein popped on Mikahil's forehead as he looked at the goblin, saying, "Who are you calling small? Do you want to experience it? Unfortunately, I don't like old, used goods, and you seem to be one, aren't you, Miss Goblin? You've got a well between your legs, don't you?"
"You filthy brat, how dare you speak like that to me? Do you even know who I am? To talk like this," Tatian retorted.
The red-eyed, white-haired elf burst into laughter, saying, "It's all your fault, Miss, since you're the only one fixated on this. Your companions seem quite interested in the boy." She placed her open fan back in front of her face.
"If this damn woman weren't from another kingdom, I would have killed her right then and there," Yaria said, gripping the hilt of her sword tightly in its scabbard.
"It's not just you, Yaria. She who's damned thinks she can speak like that about Mikahil," Nina's mana overflowed from her body.
"Couldn't we just do something to bankrupt her kingdom? After all, they're just goblins," Aika spoke with her eyes gleaming with anger.
Tatian stomped on the ground, causing a small tremor in the area. With a furious look, she spoke, "You talked about me, right, boy? You insulted the queen of the goblins, didn't you? Well then, you, a mere human who can't even touch one of my daughters. If you manage to defeat them, you can do whatever you want with them. What do you think? Maybe then you can put that worm of yours to use with a goblin since the way it is, you would never be accepted in my kingdom."
"Huh? What are you talking about? According to the elf lady, they seem very interested, right? So why should I prove anything to you? You and your tactics almost worked, unfortunately," Mikahil said, looking at Kileana, who waved at him, signaling him to lower the barrier.
'Tactics?' Praia thought amidst it all.
"Tatian, don't you know? Now that he's defeated my daughter and proven the point I made in that meeting, you have nothing to say, right? After all, he won against someone with ancient blood," Kileana said, pointing her finger downward. In that instant, black particles appeared around Tatian, the ground beneath her feet cracked, and an invisible force made Tatian fall to her knees on the ground, letting out a cry, "Aaaaaaaa."
"Now know your place, as it will be my bloodline that will have the first descendant."