In a side hall of the Life Church, Clarissa held a small banquet to welcome Velin and his two companions.
Led by a priest, Velin arrived before the doors of the side hall.
As the doors opened, Velin's appearance instantly drew the attention of many Dark Elves inside.
"My lord."
The relatively plainly dressed Dark Elves stepped forward one after another and bowed to Velin.
There was no need to think about it. This was surely arranged by the clan leader of the Ilrus Tribe to show how highly she valued him.
Velin nodded to each of them in reply and returned their greetings.
Clarissa, dressed in a white gown, came before Velin and asked gently, "Velin, have you and Isidor been getting along well?"
"Quite well. Lord Isidore and I talked about many things, most of them stories about you, Clan Leader Clarissa," Velin replied with a smile.
At Velin's answer, delight flickered in Clarissa's eyes, though she quickly hid it and gave nothing away.
"Clan Leader Clarissa, after the banquet, I hope to conduct a trade with you."
"I look forward to it." Clarissa handed Velin a glass of wine, picked up another herself, and said, "You and your companions are the guests of honor at this banquet. I hope the Ilrus Tribe can leave you with wonderful memories."
"I think coming to Ilus City this time was a very correct decision." Velin raised his glass, clinked it against Clarissa's, and drained it in one gulp.
After exchanging a few simple words, the two went their separate ways.
Velin came to a wooden table, picked up a glass of blue wine, and took a sip. It carried a cool chill, and upon savoring it carefully, he found it slightly sweet as well.
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