The altar is sacred, and a venerable flower is blooming with ice blue and ice silver petals intertwined.

The new elf sat in the center of the flower with her knees in her arms, and the two wings behind her flashed with ice silver light, snow-white and beautiful.

Elf is definitely God’s meticulous masterpiece, well-behaved, soft and cute, and cute.

No matter how vicious a person is, he may not be able to bear to hurt it.

The woman in the ivory white palace dress looked at the elf, her holy and beautiful eyebrows and eyes showed a hint of gentleness, and her long soft golden hair flowed in the sunlight with a noble and glorious light, making people unable to help but surrender to her.

"Is this the new elves?" Although Stephanie looked at the elves, the words in her mouth were asking the patriarch Carlosius, "What is its name."

"Back to Lord Stephanie, it's called—" the patriarch Carlosius replied respectfully, "Betel."

"Betel?" Stephanie gently repeated the name, and saw the slender and thin eye feathers sitting in the middle of the fertile flower with their knees in their arms and trembled gently when they called their name, and smiled gently and beautifully: "Betel, I am the goddess of light, are you willing to follow me?"

The elf didn't speak, and his petal-like lips pursed tightly.

The patriarch Carlosius said, "Bethel, good boy, this is Lord Stephanie, the goddess of light. She is the most beautiful, powerful and kind god in the world. If you are willing to follow Lord Stephanie, you will have such power and become the messenger between gods and humans..."

The patriarch's voice exuded a serious scent.

Not to mention that Bethel has a dark red eye that looks evil and ominous. As the patriarch of the elves, Carlosius hopes that every elves can be well.

However, the elf still didn't speak.

Without being judged by the elves, Stephanie is not in a hurry at all. "Bethel, if you are willing to follow me, I will give you a powerful force to approach the gods. I know you have just been born and cannot understand the use of this power, but please believe me... I swear in the name of God, and follow Stephanie, the goddess of light, you will definitely not regret it in the future."

The noble goddess is like the goddess of light, with a very patient gentle whisper and promise.

However, these are enough to make humans develop greed and covetous hearts. If other elves would nod immediately to agree, they would fall into the elves' ears...

Very noisy.

Bethel thought.

A hint of imperceptible impatience flashed through the dark red pupil, but the ice-blue pupil was still watery and innocent.

The elf's eyes fell on the slender waist of Stephanie's ivory white palace skirt, with complex and exquisite lace and embroidered patterns, making the woman's waist look even more slender and slim and unbearable.

The elf didn't know what he was thinking, his thin and secret eyelashes drooped slightly, slender and beautiful.

Stephanie: "Bethel, good boy, look up and look into my eyes..."

Carlosius echoed: "Betel, look up and look at Lord Stephanie in the eyes."

One noise is not enough, and another sound is really... annoying.

The elf-like lips pursed a little.

Finally, under urging, it raised its head gently.
Chapter completed!