The elves in the Elven Forest split into two camps.
The Cookies and Cream elves, who had awakened to lust and cooperated with our legion.
And the virgin elves, who refused to join our legion in order to protect their chastity.
The virgin elves, led by the 1st Elder, left the Elven Forest. They left under duress, because I threatened that if they stayed in the Elven Forest I really would violate them.
And now those elves, who hadn't sent word since, were said to be cold corpses. The gnawed-off ear in front of me was the proof.
"I don't want to ask this of you either. My position demands strict neutrality, and if I step in, the annoying sorts upstairs start yapping."
The divine tree wrapped the elf's ear on the table back up in leaves.
"But I judged you the right one to settle this problem. First, because you had a hand in it. Second, because you're more than capable of handling it. Third, because there's no one in this world who cherishes elves as much as you do."
"...Me?"
