Love Is Like A Stretched Rubber Band

Five hours later, the Elven Delegation, as well as William, gathered at the throne room to hear Empress Sidonie's verdict.

To their surprise, the Qilin, Eneru, was also present in the throne room. He stood arrogantly, just like he did a few days ago, but clearly, something in him had changed.

The teenage boy with light-blue hair stood between Nero and the purple-haired woman. He had a very satisfied smile on his face, which could only mean one thing…

William chuckled because he realized that the teenage boy had succeeded in taking the Qilin's whiskers. This act of ridicule earned him a hateful glare from Eneru.

'This is all your fault!' Eneru wanted to gnash his teeth in anger, but he didn't want to add more insult to his injury. Although everyone in the room was aware of what happened, all of them decided to respectfully remain quiet, with the exception of William, who didn't care for the Qilin's feelings.