"Oh my god, these must be the group of elves in the west of the continent. Look at their ears, they are so beautiful..."
"Forget it, dear. The Church and the spirits have never had much relationship. Ever since I heard that the spirit queen was coming to Barokaya, I knew they had no good intentions."
"But they are beautiful enough," the first voice retorted unyieldingly. She looked to be a girl of fifteen or sixteen, standing in the second row on the left side of the street, holding up her skirt and looking forward. "Especially those emerald eyes. I bet that if the subjects of the neighboring country saw these elves, they would not praise their princess, who is known as the Imperial Emerald, so highly."
"Hush, Anna, you have to keep your voice down," another girl who looked much more stable nudged the girl named Anna, "Even if we are the people of Barokaya, those nobles can still deal with us at will. If this is heard by a certain lord, I'm afraid only Priest Lyle can come forward to save you."
This made sense, but Anna still muttered a few words under her breath: "Come on, Mia, you always mention him. I think you are bewitched by Priest Lyle."
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