This is truly an awkward visit.
Although they almost came to blows, the final result was still somewhat satisfying, at least on the surface.
The Fallen Elves did not obtain the Saint Level Blood Relic, yet their formidable strength forced the Feilengcui Lord to let go of the idea and they had to agree to share the huge pie that is the Underground World.
As for the Feilengcui Lord, he didn't seem to lose out either—the political marriage proposed by the Fallen Elves, bluntly put, was just sending two Drow and Moore beauties to the Beamon Lord as playthings for his bedchamber------------for a Donau Wasteland and even Aegean Continent's well-known lecher, there could be no better gift than two beautiful Elf women.
No one is willing to let the beauties of their race be defiled by another race, and the Fallen Elves are no different, but they must do so.
