Full Automation and the Banquet

Walking through this city of the Highborne, Hu Feng gained a deeper understanding of this elven group.

His followers were a bunch who outdid each other in luxury and extravagance, utterly arrogant, looking down on everyone, and completely detached from the common masses.

Everyone living here was exclusively Highborne, and at the very least, they were at the Archmage level.

Ordinary Night Elves? Don't even think about it—they couldn't even get through the gates.

Traces of Arcane energy filled every corner of the city, to the point of being overkill.

Magic Brooms, Magic Vacuums, Magic Cauldrons, Magic Auto Tableware, Magic Auto Toilets, Magic Manhole Covers... ahem, flying discs.

Magic, magic, magic everywhere!

It was as if these Highborne refused to do anything themselves unless it involved their beloved magical research.

Wasn't this basically another kind of fully automated industrial society?

The city's architectural style was equally extravagant, following the intricate and refined royal aesthetic of Queen Eldorei's palace, prioritizing art and beauty over practicality.

As he toured the city, Boss Hu enjoyed the feeling of being worshipped by thousands. The Highborne gathered along the streets, kneeling fervently and devoutly, shouting praises and prayers.

As the extension of a god's will in the mortal world and the ruler of the Highborne, the massive Core Mage Tower at the city's center had now become Hu Feng's private residence.

This was a true god! A living Titan!

The Highborne felt somewhat at a loss and nervous, wondering if everything they did was too shallow and vulgar.

Heaven knew, the Highborne valued intricate rituals, grace, and tradition above all else.

But all of this was merely mortal presumption. They had no idea whether a being like a Titan Divine Lord would approve of their actions, so everything was done to an unprecedented, ultra-high standard.

As night fell, the Highborne held a banquet for Sarodar Divine Lord, their favorite activity.

Feasts every three days, banquets every five—this had become an unspoken rule of Highborne society.

The banquet was held at the Starlight Courtyard, the most luxurious estate in Suramar City and the top choice for high-standard events.

In the open-air hall at the courtyard's center, thin green gauze hung from the walls, enchanted with magic. Soft, glowing Arcane energy flowed slowly across it, forming intricate patterns and designs, or twinkling like stars.

The Highborne's banquet style resembled a Western-style cocktail party on Earth. Guests stood in small groups, chatting quietly or waiting for important figures to take the stage and speak.

For tonight's banquet, the Highborne had pulled out all the stops, exceeding themselves. The level of extravagance was simply outrageous.

Teams of "maids" in sheer, translucent gowns carried delicate trays as they moved through the venue.

These maids were all female elven Archmages, usually proud and stern. Tonight, however, they wore unfamiliar, gentle smiles, doing their best to showcase their feminine side.

Ordinary maids? Get lost! Tonight's main guest was a Titan Divine Lord! Don't you get it, you idiots?

As for the banquet drinks, they had emptied Suramar's treasured wine cellar, serving only aged Moonlight Wine from the Eldorei court.

Decadent! This wicked old society was absolutely delightful...

Surrounded by a group of Archmage maids attending to him meticulously, Boss Hu, who had spent countless years in loneliness and solitude, felt like he was finally having a good time tonight.

Beneath the sheer gowns, those graceful bodies occasionally brushed against Hu Feng's arm, intentionally or not. The once formidable Archmages now acted like delicate little birds, greatly satisfying his inflated sense of masculinity.

The Highborne attending the banquet began to envy those maids. Among everyone present, only the maids dared to speak with the Titan Divine Lord. And judging by Sarodar Divine Lord's expression, he didn't seem to mind the interaction, laughing and chatting with the maids around him.

When he seemed pleased, he would even grant the maids a sliver of divine power as their strongest means of survival or attack, which made the other elves at the banquet even more envious.

Damn it, why was I born with a pair of balls!

Why didn't I sign up to be a maid!

Still, everyone was relieved. It seemed the Divine Lord was satisfied with the Highborne's meticulously planned banquet.

"Divine Lord, your loyal follower Elisande wonders if I might have the honor of toasting with you?"

As Elisande approached, the Archmage maids bowed respectfully and tactfully withdrew.

Aside from Lord Dath'Remar, the other elves were somewhat afraid of Archmage Elisande.

Having risen through the ranks with no family connections, relying solely on her insatiable thirst for knowledge and exceptional potential, her immense power and ruthless, decisive style were well-known throughout Suramar.

Strictly speaking, the Highborne didn't look much different from ordinary Night Elves. The former just had more energy tattoos, and the glow in their eyes was a purple Arcane hue.

Elisande was unusually dressed in a soft, sheer gown with intricate, exquisite patterns that shimmered with faint energy light.

"Sure. I've found that elven Moonlight Wine has a nice taste, but it goes to my head a bit. I'm feeling a little lightheaded now, hmm..."

Hu Feng smiled, clinking glasses with Elisande, who knelt before him, and downed his drink. Elisande immediately rose and respectfully refilled the Titan's glass.

Hmm... quite big and full...

Boss Hu glanced at the female elf bending over to pour the wine.

"I'm honored that you enjoy our elven Moonlight Wine, but I didn't expect a Titan to feel tipsy."

"I've temporarily sealed my divine power. If I couldn't experience anything, wouldn't life be too dull?"

"You are a wise god. Your insight into the meaning of life has taught me a great deal," Elisande replied softly, clinking glasses with the Titan Divine Lord again.

"Come on, stop with the formal flattery. You've been communicating with the Chosen One for so long—you must know my style by now, right?"

Elisande smiled and nodded.

"Understood. You are a god who values practicality and simplicity. But your attitude toward your followers truly surprises me. I originally thought gods would keep their distance from their followers, maintaining that lofty sense of mystery."

Hu Feng leaned forward slightly, fixing his gaze on the female elf.

"Because I have no need for it. Heretics and the unfaithful will all die in agony from mana depletion. My divine power can easily destroy any city you might consider indestructible, so I have no use for useless mystique or distance to maintain my supreme authority. The fact that I am sitting here right now is authority."

Elisande immediately lowered her head.

"Thank you for your instruction, Divine Lord. The Highborne will never disappoint you."

Hu Feng let out a few chuckles. "But then again, being stern regardless of the occasion only pushes others away. Besides, my approachability depends on who I'm facing. For devout believers, I don't mind sharing in their pleasures."

"Then... what is your attitude toward me, Divine Lord?"

Elisande raised her head, her expression utterly submissive.

"Ah... I think we'll have plenty to talk about."

Hu Feng smiled again and raised the wine glass in his hand.

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