"Dark Night Queen, I said that since I have become your lord, I will treat everyone equally!"
Nalant waved a hand at the Dark Night Queen.
The Dark Night Queen's gaze flickered as she studied Nalant several times.
She found his expression incomparably solemn, with none of the air of empty courtesy.
At last, Nalant had truly moved her heart.
As the cleverest leader among the various foreign races, the Dark Night Queen had naturally been the hardest to win over.
After all, clever people were always difficult to fool.
Although she had previously been astonished by how generously Nalant treated the foreign races, she had not yet reached the point where, like the Gnomes' leader and the others, she completely acknowledged Nalant.
But this moment was different.
After Nalant had helped them so many times, he had even selflessly helped them construct their temple.
In particular, the temple of the God of Slaughter they had originally worshipped was more than three times larger than the Bone Dragon Knight's temple.
The Dark Night Queen finally changed her attitude as well.
Perhaps this human noble truly was different from other humans.
When he was an enemy, one might find him cold and merciless.
But once one became one of his own, one could feel boundless warmth and care.
"Your Majesty, Lord Nalant, shall we begin the prayer ceremony now?"
Just then, an elderly elf hurried over.
He asked Nalant and the Dark Night Queen.
Nalant did not speak, merely looking toward the Dark Night Queen.
This was the Dark Night Elves' own god, so naturally they should decide for themselves.
"Lord Nalant, what manner of prayer should be held for the Bone Dragon Knight's temple later?"
The Dark Night Queen did not immediately give the order, instead looking at Nalant as