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Jessica had a graceful figure and was elegant. She stood by the lake with a calm and dignified look on her face. She gently raised her slender hand and waved it gracefully towards the lake.

In an instant, the bright moonlight seemed to be summoned by some mysterious force and fell on the lake in front of her like a gorgeous rain of light.

The surface of the lake seemed to be slowly pulled apart by a pair of invisible hands, automatically separating to both sides, revealing a neat bridge hidden under the water.

The bridge is made of white jade, and the railings are carved with exquisite patterns of aquatic creatures, which are lifelike, as if they will jump out of the railings and swim into the water at any time.

The separated lake water extends on both sides of the bridge, like a beautiful painting that slowly unfolds. The fish and shrimps in the lake swim happily, their scales flickering and clearly visible. They either look at the people on the bridge curiously, or play and fight with each other, adding a bit of agility and vitality to this fantastic scene.

Merlin secretly admired in his heart: They are truly elves, their things are so fancy, but they are indeed beautiful and shocking.

Such a wonderful sight is hard to imagine unless you see it with your own eyes.

After crossing this dreamlike bridge, everyone arrived at the back garden of the Elf Palace.

At this time, the back garden has turned into a sea of joy and is extremely lively.

The banquet was served in the form of a buffet, which was very popular among the elves' upper class, as it demonstrated both freedom and elegance.

Merlin looked around and saw a row of neatly arranged long square tables in the back garden. The table legs were carved with intricate vine patterns that meandered upwards as if they had life.

The table was covered with an exquisite tablecloth. The texture of the tablecloth was soft, as if woven from clouds, and it was embroidered with mysterious runes outlined in gold thread. It shimmered faintly under the interweaving of moonlight and lamplight.

The table was filled with all kinds of mouth-watering fruits and foods, colorful and in various shapes.

There are elf fruits that exude an attractive luster. They are round and plump. When you take a bite, the juice overflows and the sweet taste spreads in your mouth instantly. There are also tender slices of meat marinated with special sauces, arranged in exquisite shapes and paired with green vegetables, which just look appetizing.

In the garden, people come and go, and there is constant laughter.

The guests of various nationalities who came to attend the Pope's coronation were dressed in gorgeous costumes, gathered in groups of three or five, and exchanged their experiences and insights.

The representatives of the Dawn Empire were dressed in brocade robes embroidered with golden dragon patterns. They looked majestic and were discussing trade matters with several dwarf nobles. They held exquisite wine glasses in their hands, taking a sip from time to time, with confident smiles on their faces.

The members of the Duke of Plantagenet's family wore formal gowns with the family emblem, and moved gracefully among the crowd, greeting the elven nobles politely. Chris was chatting happily with a man who looked somewhat similar to him. This man was Chris's brother and the representative of the Duke of Plantagenet this time.

Many noble elves were the protagonists of this banquet. They had slender figures, pretty faces, and lively light sparkling in their eyes.

The male elves wore colorful yet elegant robes with jewel-studded belts around their waists, highlighting their tall and straight figures. The female elves wore flowing long skirts that fluttered in the wind like blooming flowers. They wore dazzling jeweled headdresses on their heads, and their every move showed elegance.

Some elves were playing exquisite harps, and the melodious sound of the harp was like the gurgling of water, flowing in every corner of the garden; some elves were dancing gracefully, with agile postures and light steps, as if they were one with nature, attracting everyone to stop and appreciate, and give bursts of admiration from time to time.

The children were running and laughing in the crowd, holding delicate snacks in their hands, their faces rosy. Their laughter was crisp and pleasant, adding a bit of innocence and vitality to the lively scene.

The servants were dressed in uniform and shuttled back and forth, skillfully serving drinks to the guests and ensuring that every guest could enjoy the feast.

The Elf Queen Jessica walked forward with an elegant posture and graceful manners, as if she had her own light, and went straight to the center of the banquet.

In an instant, the originally noisy banquet scene seemed to be cast a silencing spell, the noise gradually subsided, and the eyes of the guests and elves present were attracted as if by a magnet, and they all focused on Her Majesty the Queen.

Everyone stopped what they were doing. The men bowed slightly, put their right fists on their left chests as a gentleman's salute; the ladies bent their knees lightly, let their skirts spread out like petals, and curtsied elegantly.

Jessica slowly raised her hand, which was white and slender, as if carved from mutton-fat jade. Her eyes were gentle and solemn as she slowly swept across the audience. Then she said in a clear, pleasant, yet majestic voice: "Dear friends, welcome everyone present to Andalya, the city that carries the glory and dreams of our elves. In the next few days, you will have the honor of witnessing the ceremony of my coronation as Pope. I sincerely hope that every guest can have a pleasant time here and feel the enthusiasm and culture of our elves. May the glory of the Moon God bless you all, and may you have a safe journey and everything go well..."

Her words were like a warm current, flowing through everyone's hearts, demonstrating the queen's majesty while conveying a sense of intimacy.

After Jessica finished speaking, the guests present responded enthusiastically.

Guests of all ethnic groups spoke one after another, and sincere blessings came one after another, and the atmosphere on the scene became more harmonious and warm.

Taking advantage of the excitement, Merlin quietly moved to where his companions were.

He immediately saw Arthur leisurely tasting a piece of elf fruit, with some juice at the corner of his mouth.

Merlin walked forward, patted Arthur on the shoulder, and asked with a smile: "Arthur, why aren't you with the royal family of the Dawn Empire?"

Arthur swallowed the fruit pulp in his mouth, wiped his mouth, and showed a bright smile: "Being with the royal family, there are red tape everywhere, and it is very restrictive. How can it be as free as here, where I can enjoy the food to my heart's content."

As soon as Merlin appeared, the eyes of many people around him shot over like searchlights.

His extraordinarily handsome face and tall and slender figure made him stand out in the crowd.

Everyone immediately realized Merlin's identity. After all, the Arcane City is now a popular city. As the largest force in the continent of Azer, the Arcane Academy has become famous in recent years due to its rapid expansion and development.

Other forces naturally want to make good friends with them in order to pave the way for future cooperation and exchanges.