My Pet Beast is really not an Evil God
Chapter 1704 - 489: Holding a Grand Funeral in the Kingdom of the Sky Tree!_2

Chapter 1704: Chapter 489: Holding a Grand Funeral in the Kingdom of the Sky Tree!_2

Then...

Thomas Averill just left.

In response, Gary Smith was also quite helpless. Even a hundred million Library of Heaven’s Peaks combined were not worthy to discuss the word "knowledge" in front of the Eye of Truth.

Omniscience and omnipotence represent infinity!

As his strength improves, he can browse any knowledge at any time, with a built-in top search engine.

Soon, Gary Smith proceeded through the corridor, seeing a large number of elf maids dressed in vibrant colors, enthusiastic and unrestrained, making no attempt to hide their desires.

If it weren’t for Mia blocking the way, they would have probably been clambering to welcome him by the side of the road.

He quickly arrived at a grand hall named the Dome Hall.

Although the Kingdom of the Sky Tree is ruled by two True Kings, there is only one Royal Family.

A mountain cannot accommodate two tigers, unless one is male and the other is female.

Indeed, these two True Kings were a husband and wife.

Otherwise, how could there be no war within the same kingdom? Even if they didn’t mind, the Law of the King itself possesses exclusivity.

For instance, if you issue an order that conflicts with another law, over time, dissatisfaction will naturally arise.

The loyalties of the subjects will also accumulate contradictions.

Therefore, the two True Elf Kings divided the realms of Dust and Heaven’s Peak, creating an Eco-kingdom with two sets of laws, not interfering with each other.

They are also considered rare within the Main World where a couple both became Crowned Kings, hence the Royal Family of the Elves holds a higher value, with the bloodline of the dual kings flowing within.

That’s why it’s particularly... big!

"Why didn’t you tell me about such a big matter earlier!"

Gary Smith looked at the Elf Queen before him, dressed in garments adorned with jewels, embroidered with patterns of water, clouds, and mountains, wearing a crown, holding a scepter, and adorned with a huge, huge, huge... huge gemstone, and he marveled inwardly.

What did the Elf Queen grow up eating? It seems she’s reached the eighth letter of the English alphabet.

Even a Demon King’s mother-in-law would have to yield a bit; this kind of figure probably only appears in books, and key to this is the slit in the middle of her clothing which offers a glimpse into the Abyss.

When you gaze at the Abyss, the Abyss ’Duang’ gazes back at you.

In reality, all old drivers know that in books, these are forcibly drawn for the plot, and in fact, being too big might affect the aesthetics. Moreover, it requires a sufficiently plump figure to look harmonious; most thin branches with big fruits are either photoshopped or Technological Creations.

But the Elf Queen before him is like an artwork crafted with painstaking effort by a Top Craftsman, nearly perfect.

Adding or subtracting a fraction would affect the whole, destroy the aesthetic, but at this moment, she achieves 98 points.

Better than Dream of the Crimson Moon in her non-Succubus form, yet still a bit short compared to Little Spider.

Not to praise himself, but Little Spider is indeed a creation of perfection.

A point must be made clear here, in the Main World, only the True King is held in the highest esteem; ’emperor’ or ’monarch’ are merely titles used to describe the leaders of a Race.

And as the first daughter born to two True Kings, also being a False King herself, naturally merits the title of Queen.

"Mr. Gary Smith, Heristasha is very pleased to meet you." The Elf Queen sat on her throne with a smile, blossoming like a hundred flowers, which perfectly fit the image of Elves that Gary Smith had in mind.

As for the regret surrounding the Succubus... it was compensated after knowing the identity of the Red Moon sisters.

The wardrobe Succubus was purely a dark part of Succubus history.

Gary Smith spoke fluently in Elvish, saying: "You truly live up to your name, shimmering like the tears of the Star Cluster."

"Mr. Smith, didn’t expect you to learn Elvish so quickly." The Elf Queen’s gaze shimmered slightly.

Gary Smith said with a smile: "Because I cherish beautiful things, and your name is the most beautiful in the Elvish language."

"You really have a way with words, but the most beautiful names should be those of my Parents. However, probably no one in the entire Elf Race is more pleasing to the eye than you," the Elf Queen said with an even brighter smile, the doubts in her heart dissipating.

Because ’Heristasha’ in Elvish means the tears of the Star Cluster.

’Galarnorde,’ signifies the whisper of The Moon.

The Elf Race, in both names and culture, is saturated with romanticism.

Previously she had suspected Gary Smith of having ulterior motives, but now it seems he was genuinely Studying Elf culture.

Not only is his Talent exceptional, his looks are top-notch, he’s keen to learn, and he expresses love for his Race and clan with noble character.

It’s just a pity...

He’s not of the Pureblood Elves.

A hint of regret passed through the Elf Queen’s mind, but then she had a delightful conversation with Gary Smith, especially appreciating many of the pleasure ideologies, and she even held a lecture within the scope of the Royal Palace.

Gary Smith, well-accustomed to his convoy, was unphased by the stage, directly expressing his ideals, and the various ideologies of hedonism seen by the Eye of Truth, along with the ultimate pleasurable ventures.

Even when some old scholars raised doubts, faced with Gary Smith, who possessed the Eye of Truth, they were soundly rebuffed, ultimately admiring his profound knowledge and lamenting that they had lived thousands of years only to be no better than a Dog.

A group of initially prudish Elf Nobles were taken aback, and when Gary Smith finished with an extremely lavish banquet and prepared to leave, they were still not ready to let go, and were holding his hand, begging him to continue Tomorrow.

"Next time for sure."

Gary Smith smiled and nodded, imperceptibly pushing away the hand of a certain Elf Prince whose gaze seemed too eager, thinking to keep his distance Next time.

Then, he took his consort’s younger sister to the envoys’ quarters.

The Elf Queen smiled as she watched Gary Smith leave, then her expression turned indifferent, and she said lightly:

"Tell me everything he did today, everything he asked."

The attendant Mia by her side respectfully responded, flawlessly recounting all that had transpired, feeling that there was nothing amiss in her heart.

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