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Clear and twinkling droplets of water gently slid off the vibrant red lychees, spreading a pleasant sweetness in the air.

Even though it was winter currently, the proud planting techniques of the half-elves made it possible to have off-season fruit like lychees in the royal palace.

Colin, at this moment, was enjoying being indulged on the half-elf throne, as Queen Isa tenderly fed him a peeled lychee.

A beauty in his arms, sweet words to his ears, and savory lychees in his taste.

Colin had to admit, the gentle township could indeed become a hero's grave.

No wonder so many once dominant figures are eroded by the luxurious and corrupt lifestyle, losing their ideals and goals.

"Your Majesty, Viscount Auston has been brought here." The attendant reported from outside the hall.

Only then did Queen Isa rise from Colin's arms, elegantly adjusted her half-open clothes, and ordered in a calm, natural tone, "Bring him in."