The King frowned at Duraxi, although he saw him make an expression of displeasure, he somehow felt that Duraxi was, on the contrary, very excited.
After all, the King was a person who had ruled the kingdom for many years, and it was normal for him to possess a little ability to discern other people's innermost thoughts.
The King shook his head and took out a box, which he then placed on the table. The box was quite big; it was a little bigger than a basketball, and the exterior of it was made of a very luxurious golden metal.
However, what was more important was that there were magic circles flying around the box, and it seemed that it was some kind of seal.
"This is..." Duraxi said, confused by what he was looking at.
The King nodded and explained: "This is my gift to the Dark Elf Queen."
"Gift?"