Lin Yi sneered again, suddenly pointing at Alvis and shouting:
"Kneel down!"
The shout not only stunned Alvis but also drew the attention of the nearby players.
Because the hall doors were open, players passing by saw this scene and were amazed:
"It looks like the Elf King is clashing with the Elf Saint Heir?"
"Wow, this is the first ti I’ve seen the Elf King and the Elf Race Saint Heir in the sa fra; they’re both so handso!"
"An Elf King and an Elf Saint Heir, they must be the pinnacle of the Elf Race’s looks. Who do you like more?"
So girls imdiately replied:
"I like the Elf King, look at him, so overbearing!"
"I sought out the Elf Saint Heir for a mission last ti. He’s so elegant too!"
"It seems like the Elf King is often not with the Elf Race; most players here probably like the Elf Saint Heir."
"The Elf King seems very angry. Could it be so conflict they have?"
"I don’t know, just watching, hurry and record it to post on the forum, it will definitely go viral!"
...
As more Elf Race players gathered outside the Holy Hall, Alvis’s expression turned increasingly sour.
Seeing the Elf Saint Heir unmoved, Lin Yi furrowed his brow and spoke with intensified emphasis:
"Kneel down for !"
Suddenly, a bent-over Alvis chuckled softly, straightened up, and looked calmly at Lin Yi, the Elf King:
"Even as a king, you probably don’t have the right to command , a Saint Heir, to kneel in public without cause, do you?"
Lin Yi, unflinching, pointed at Alvis, questioning him:
"Are you going to defy the king’s command?"
"You!"
Alvis’s face turned grim as he said:
"As the Saint Heir, I have the right to refuse any unreasonable order."
Lin Yi remained unfazed, posing a naked threat in response:
"Does that include the king’s decree?"
Alvis suddenly lifted his head, eting Lin Yi’s gaze.
Lin Yi stared right back into Alvis’s eyes, wholly unmasking his intent to give him a hard ti, and said with a deep voice:
"You have the right not to kneel, but defying the king’s order gives the right to replace the Saint Heir. Want to try?"
To Lin Yi’s surprise, the Saint Heir, who just monts before was unyielding, suddenly
"Thud!"
Kneeled on the ground.
Amidst a chorus of exclamations, the Elf Saint Heir, idolized by female players, actually knelt on the ground in full view.
Even Lin Yi hadn’t expected this; he didn’t think he would be so decisive.
At this mont, the female players, who had initially praised the Elf King’s overbearing aura, suddenly changed their tone and said:
"This Elf King is just too much, right? Why make soone kneel for no reason, is he crazy?"
"Exactly, the Saint Heir didn’t do anything wrong, why make him kneel?"
"I’ve been here in the Elf Race for so many days, and it’s always been the Elf Saint Heir giving us missions. What has the Elf King done? Who does he think he is!"
Amidst a deluge of reproach, Lin Yi walked step by step to the Saint Heir, squatted down, and said profoundly:
"No matter how unwillingly you feel, rember that I am the king of this Elf Race. Don’t let there be a next ti!"
"Yes, I understand, my king!"
Alvis’s attitude inexplicably turned a full 180 degrees, becoming utterly respectful.
This left Lin Yi with no grounds to press further, so he simply waved him away.
At the sa ti, there was another wave of astonishnt outside the Holy Hall,
"Isn’t that the City Lord of Cyan Dragon City? Why is he here?"
Babylon walked into the Holy Hall, shut the hall door behind him, cutting off the outside world, and said:
"Why did you call over in such a rush?"
Thinking back to the fleeting glimpse of equipnt shadows when Alvis was angry, Lin Yi felt a chill run down his spine.
Initially, Lin Yi was rely dissatisfied that this Saint Heir would dare ignore him, the Elf King, intending only to intimidate him a bit.
However, to his surprise, this simple intimidation inadvertently exposed his true identity.
In the fleeting glimpse of equipnt shadows, Lin Yi was shocked to find an Ice Crystal among them.
What Lin Yi couldn’t have imagined was that the illustrious Elf Race Saint Heir was actually a Corpse Demon transformation!
This was entirely beyond Lin Yi’s expectations.
After this discovery, Lin Yi wanted to force him to kneel to reveal his true form, while simultaneously notifying Babylon for assistance.
After all, this Saint Heir was a level 60 , and Lin Yi, a re level 19 Mage, was no match.
Since the Commander Skills were still on cooldown, Lin Yi could only think of and reach out to this elite in the rcenary Corps.
What Lin Yi hadn’t expected was that this Saint Heir was so scheming that even such humiliation couldn’t force out his true nature.
Just as Lin Yi was about to say sothing, Babylon interrupted:
"If you’re going to talk about the Goblin Race situation, you don’t need to; I already know."
"You know?"
Lin Yi was a bit surprised; the Great Elder’s speed was impressive!
Since you know, that saves from explaining again.
Lin Yi then said:
"I suspect our Elf Race Saint Heir is a Corpse Demon transformation, and I want you to kill him."
"Your Saint Heir?"
Babylon looked at Lin Yi sowhat shocked,
"How do you know he’s a Corpse Demon transformation?"
Thinking of the ti encountered the Goblin Race person Karenna, even Babylon couldn’t see anything odd about Karenna!
If not for Babylon witnessing Karenna’s death firsthand, he might have believed it too.
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