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Though judging by the current situation, the person before her did intend to make her—and even the entire Elf race—his slaves.

"I feel that, given the value of the Elf race, using us merely as slaves would be somewhat wasteful."

"Please grant the Elf race a chance, my lord. I believe the Elf race can surely become your finest aid."

Sync Nilvalen spoke, carefully weighing her tone.

"Even when the Dragonia submitted, including that Wise Dragon, their entire race became beasts of burden without a word of complaint. And you Elves are still trying to negotiate terms with me?"

Though the Dragonia had not, in fact, submitted without any demands at all—they had hoped An Xiu would provide them with a more stable environment in which to live—that did not stop An Xiu from lying through his teeth at this moment.

"How about this, then? I'll take one step back for now and not incorporate the Elf race. You can still manage the Elves afterward."

"But in exchange, you become my slave. How does that sound?"

"Of course, you can choose to refuse. But in that case, I won't deliberately spare the Elf race either. When the time comes, you can all turn to ash along with your main god."

Become a slave in exchange for the continuation of the Elf race, or turn to ash along with her main god?

Faced with the choice before her, Sync Nilvalen fell silent.

Fortunately, An Xiu did not seem to be in any hurry to force her.

"Don't worry. You don't need to give me an answer right away. Until we leave the Elf capital, you'll have plenty of time to think."

"For now, we should deal with Kainas the Forest God first."

A threat unsupported by power seemed far too hollow