The Demon Emperor was Saint Emperor

Chapter 289 - 260: Elf Queen

"And also, if you..."

"No need for that, the teleportation array is glowing."

Xiya was listening by the side, increasingly feeling like the description was directed at Lynn, but before she could ask anything, the teleportation array in front of her lit up, and the druid girl watching coldly from the other side interrupted the sour radish girl.

"Oh oh, has it arrived, has it arrived? Let me see..."

The sour radish girl’s height couldn’t compare to the slender and tall-legged elves, let alone the sturdily built druids, so when she heard the teleportation array lighting up, she had to tiptoe energetically just to catch a glimpse.

"Ah, can’t see clearly..."

The sour radish girl murmured softly, if it weren’t for her special status now, needing to maintain solemnity, she would have wanted to jump up for a better view.

While the elves or the saintess candidates were eagerly anticipating on this end, the glow of the teleportation array gradually faded, revealing a man and a woman inside.

There was little to say about the woman; though exceptionally beautiful, the Elf Race was never short of beauties, let alone those chosen meticulously by the Elf Queen.

Natasha’s looks were strikingly good, but she was just a pretty little dragon, how could she compete with the bustling scene of top-tier beauties of the Elven kind?

"Warmly welcome His Majesty Lynn the Saint Emperor to guide our work in the Elf Kingdom!"

As Lynn landed, a wave of elf ladies unfurled a huge banner, green background with red letters, looking quite conspicuous.

Seeing this, Lynn couldn’t help but be a bit stunned; he didn’t expect the elves to imitate such customs from the Human Race. What kind of nonsensical things had they learned...

At that moment, the gathered elves slowly parted, and a noble and stunningly beautiful elf maiden stepped forward. Lynn looked up and saw she resembled Xiya by seventy to eighty percent but appeared more mature.

Her long green hair was curled, as if styled, but Lynn knew the Elf Race pursued natural beauty, so she probably didn’t perm her hair; it must be naturally curly.

Further down, the chest of this Elf Queen was noticeably larger than Xiya’s, but her waist was even slimmer than Xiya’s, a rare delicate branch bearing fruit.

As for the rest, Lynn wasn’t in a convenient position to scrutinize, because the Elf Queen had already walked up to him, and it was impossible for him to continue looking downward.

"Hivly Belinda, Queen of the Elves, greets His Majesty the Miracle Saint Emperor..."

The Elf Queen approached gracefully, stopping three steps from Lynn, and with her hands covering her chest, bowed deeply to him.

If Lynn hadn’t seen the previous Elf King in-game give him this sort of salute, he might have misunderstood the Elf Queen’s gesture as preventing exposure during the bow.

After all, there’s a real risk of that, as she was indeed quite... grand.

But that wasn’t the crux; the real question was, what did you say your name was again?

Hivly...

Although you all could be considered characters from the game, "Miracle" is a proper game!

And both you and Xiya, aren’t you sisters with the surname Belinda? Why are you both part of the Hivly generation? That’s not typically a Western thing, right?

In the past, Lynn might have thought it was a quirky choice by the creators, but now that the Miracle World was real, perhaps it was indeed coincidence.

"There’s no need for such formalities, Queen. Based on your relationship with Xiya, I should be addressing you as sister; how could I accept such grand gestures from you?"

With that, Lynn stepped forward and gently held the Elf Queen’s arm, signaling she didn’t need to be overly formal.

But all the elves and saintess candidates present were stunned upon witnessing this scene.

He... he touched the Elf Queen?

Was this pace akin to vying for the position of the Queen?

The Elf Queen symbolized purity and untouchability, not that one couldn’t touch her at all, but if someone truly did, it would either make them the Queen’s consort or a criminal sentenced for desecrating the Queen; there usually weren’t other possibilities.

However, if it was Lynn the Saint Emperor, a third possibility might forcibly be carved out; with his status and contribution to the Elf Race, even if he touched the Queen without intending to take responsibility, the Elf Kingdom couldn’t do much about it.

Moreover, rumors said Lynn the Saint Emperor, a world-saving hero, was a Divine General sent from the Divine Realm and not originally from the Miracle World, so how could he know the customs of the Elf Race?

"Lord Lynn, though saying this may seem forward, if you don’t let go, I might misunderstand that you’re planning to take both sisters..."

The Elf Queen, subtly glancing at Lynn’s hand on her arm, spoke in a calm tone.

Indeed, this brother-in-law was just as rumored, having little resistance against beauty. Upon their first meeting and barely speaking, he dared to hold her arm—if they chatted for half an hour more, would it mean bedding in the Queen’s chamber directly?

"Uh... I can guess that your Elf Race has many rules and strict measures, but I’m used to acting freely, often following my whims with fewer formal constraints. If I’ve offended, please forgive me."

Upon hearing even the Elf Queen speak this way, Lynn naturally didn’t insist on holding her hand, even though this Queen, like Xiya, was stunningly beautiful, with a twin-like similarity to her. But since opening his heart, Lynn hadn’t starved enough in terms of beauty to yearn for everything he saw.