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Chapter 132. Please Conduct Yourself With Dignity, Your Majesty

"You can come out now," Esylian said.

A few seconds after her words fell, a pool of dark purple mist emerged from the floor tiles in the corner and gradually condensed into a human figure.

It was the shadow servant's level 50 skill, [Shadow Travel]. By staying still, one could hide in the shadows for a long time. Once they moved, they could perform a phased movement between obstacles.

The slave breeding base had many entrances, and after Char left the Glory of the Holy Tree, he entered through one. After that, he lay dormant, waiting to cooperate with Felix.

The fat merchant carried out his will perfectly, and his sense of money allowed him to know how to guide Esylian to complete the transaction without needing Char's command.

Char went straight to Esylian and sat down on a stool. He then looked up and sized her up.

He naturally understood the Queen very well.

However, the more he understood, the more he knew that she was not ordinary.

She had exceeded Char's definition of a woman.

To Char's understanding, men and women all had one or many people in their hearts.

At the very least, it was centered around people.

But Esylian was different. Her heart was filled with Elfheim.

Of course, there were people in her heart, but they were insignificant compared to the huge Elven Kingdom. What was really important was the concept of collective, not individual.

Char had tried many ways to change her but to no avail. A Queen was destined to be a Queen, and even if he slept with her, he would always feel like he was a tool.

In the end, he gave up. Some people were destined not to be in the bowl.

While Char was sizing her up, Esylian was also observing him, but there were no recollections in her eyes.

...As expected.

Char thought.

Even though he had done earth-shattering things in the past and tried to play an important role in this woman's memory, she did not remember him based on this meeting.

There was a sense of defeat, but it was just a little. He didn't have much hope in the first place.

If he wanted to be remembered by this woman, he would probably have to destroy Elfheim himself.

"You are Char?" She asked.

"That's right. I'm Char, the holder of 1.5 billion gold coins in Elfheim and also your benefactor."

Esylian smiled. She took a sip of tea slowly.

"Say it, you..."

"I've already stated my price. Now, it's your turn to respond." Char interrupted her.

In the face of such a strong woman, he couldn't let her aura overpower him. Once she controlled the rhythm of the conversation, he would fall into a situation where he couldn't say anything.

Being rudely interrupted, Esylian frowned slightly, but she quickly relaxed.

She stood up and walked to Char, looking down at him.

Then, she suddenly smiled and sat on Char's lap.

"Ah! Is this the kind of response you want?"

In the blink of an eye, Esylian turned from a majestic Queen to a charming dancer.

The plain dress on her body and the crystal crown on her head also turned dark red instantly. The holy air suddenly became extravagant and charming.

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[Crown of Illusion (crown)]

*Divine artifact

The wearer must be a pure-blooded elf.

Immune to charm, sleep, confusion, control spells, and curses.

Ignore the upper limit and increase one's charm by 5 points.

The effect of all charm skills of the wearer is doubled, and the level is always 'highest.'

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The players' initial charm was five, while the various elves' were eight. Among the people Char had come into contact with, Evelyn's charm was the highest at ten. The reason was simple. She was the Royal Dark Elf. If she were to return to the Elfheim before the Dark Elves were exiled, she would be the royal amongst the royals.

However, in reality, as long as the charm attribute exceeded 8 points, there was not much difference. In the end, it only affected the effectiveness of the related skill.

With the five points of ignoring the upper limit bonus, the charm or deterrence effect would increase exponentially with every additional point.

For a long time, Esylian rarely used [Charm] and mostly used it as a deterrent. That was why most people couldn't raise their heads when they met the Queen.

But now, she had changed her strategy, and her personality had undergone a tremendous change. This contrast was bound to be unbearable for ordinary people.

Unfortunately, Char had suffered too many losses from this move.

Is she trying to seduce him? No way!

Originalist's [Absolute Rationality], activate!

Instantly, Char's body quivered as if he had been hit by ice water!

All his thoughts were smoothened out. His eyes were like cold machines, and he entered the sage mode.

In his eyes, Esylian was just a female that spread the message of courtship, and there was no beauty to speak of.

Char pushed her away, got up, and sat on another chair. He said, "Your Majesty, please conduct yourself with dignity."

Esylian's gaze was stunned, but she quickly returned to normal.

It was as if that alluring appearance just now was an illusion.

"What do you want?" She said coldly.

"Before we talk about this, let's discuss my offer."

Char smiled and placed two elven ancient gold coins on the table.

"1.5 billion gold coins are part of the price, but it's only the deposit."

Even Esylian's eyelids twitched.

All of Elfheim's accumulation so far was just a deposit?

"Do you know about the slave breeding base?" Char asked again.

The Queen nodded.

"Even though Alaite's actions were discreet, he couldn't escape the eyes of the Sunfire Personal Guards. He's no longer a governor. Isn't this revenge enough?"

"No, no. We'll talk about how to get rid of it later. I just want to emphasize that it has nothing to do with him."

"What?" the Queen was shocked.

"It's simple."

Char crossed his legs and took out an orange from the fruit plate, peeling it slowly.

"Prince Alaite was a businessman, outstanding and pure. Otherwise, he wouldn't have valued someone like Felix. His contributions to Elfheim over the years are undeniable, but because of this, someone wants to use your hands to get rid of him, which means it's a trap."

"You mean the United Holy Empire?"

"It's obvious." Char laughed, "It looks like he's the one controlling the slave breeding base from behind the scenes and has something to do with the church, but in reality, he's just a simple-minded contractor.

"Of the five governors, three formed a faction, and the remaining one was framed and isolated. The Council of Elders had long been controlled, and the Senate was also made up of hotheaded youths. Tsk tsk, the United Holy Kingdom has long infiltrated Elfheim. Even if I don't empty it, someone else will."

The orange peel drooped down like lotus petals. Char took out the flesh and put a tomato in. The size was just right.

"What kind of Elfheim does your Majesty want?"

On the table, there were two "oranges" on each side.