Declining the Marriage

Andreo smiled wryly after hearing this. It was true that those monks would get angry and spank his butt. How could he say that the lineage should stop at him? The bloodline should continue on and on until its decline.

In any case, Jin Rou could not force the man. He was merely suggesting of who he was good to pair with.

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The day when the Three Elves Race would visit personally had come. Abyss Scion and Treemountain Ancestor was having a grand parade of their arrival as people were lined up. They were waving at them like superstars from a recent hit movie.

Furthermore, the race even brought their strongest legion, Threemost.

King Blumur was displeased with this grand show the Three Elves Race was putting. It seemed that they didn't care about them particularly.

Soon, the scion and the ancestor had arrived at the palace. They were received by the king with warm words despite his displeasure, "Welcome to our humble abode, Abyss Scion and Treemountain Ancestor."