As soon as Daneel heard that sentence appear from the mouth of the short man, relief flooded through him.
That was it?!
In the worst case, Daneel had been expecting that maybe his collaboration with the Empire Spirit might have gotten exposed, which would definitely lead him to be subjected to many awkward questions, before probably getting killed. Of course, the chances for this were slim, but he couldn't rule it out pletely.
Next to that, his other biggest fear was that they had gotten to know that he was in possession of some very top tier inheritances such as the Art of the Withering Leaf and the Basilisk's Breath. He knew just how much the Big Four valued inheritances, so he had no wish whatsoever of having their greedy eyes fall on him.
Or, it could also be possible that some of his schemes might have been exposed, which would once again lead to some very unneeded suspicions.
Thankfully, none of these were the case.
Ever since that moment when he had exposed his power when pushing away and abolishing that veil of death, Daneel had been prepared for someone to e along like this.
After all, it was pretty incredible when one thought about it. It had only been a couple of years, but he had somehow risen from being a normal Human to a Peak Exalted Warrior.
He knew that ever since the Olympics, many people must have already been keeping an eye on him due to that spell he had used which had saved the day. Just like Marcus and the Matron had said, he was already under suspicion of having a very high-level inheritance, and the only reason he hadn't been bombarded by stray individuals on the Path to Power was that Marcus was supposedly protecting him in return for him saving his son.
Now, with this very grand exposure of his baffling strength, Daneel knew that he would definitely be under their scopes so much more.
Yet, what he didn't understand was why this was so appealing to those from the Big Four, who were in possession of inheritances that must definitely have similar methods of making something like what happened to him possible, even though they might need a lot of materials in the process.
Knowing that he would soon find out the answer for that, Daneel feigned panic.
Seeing this, the thin man started to laugh loudly, while the 15 elves who had been frozen finally gathered their bearings.
However, instead of kneeling or showing some sort of respect, one of them asked, "Are you from the Big Four?"
Bang!
The next second, a hole appeared in the head of the elf, making him slump to the ground lifelessly while the other 14 watched on.
"That is not the tone to use when you are speaking to someone whom you should pray to as God. Kneel, you monkeys."
Surprisingly, it wasn't the thin man who did this. It was the short one, who had gotten an expression of extreme irritation as soon as he heard the tone of the elf.
Daneel had been hoping that at least one of them might have a clearer head which he could appeal to, but seeing that that wasn't the case, he sighed, realizing that this was probably going to result in so much more pain for him.
Well, there would just be that much more pain to inflict when he got his chance.
Hearing this, the 14 elves initially panicked but let go of their egos.
They kneeled low, but the short man raised one hand and made force bear down on their backs, making them kneel even lower, until their legs finally gave out and made them lie on the floor on their stomachs.
This made a smile finally appear on his face, as if he was happy that their heads were no longer above his.
From this, Daneel could gather that the short guy was definitely very touchy about his height.
"Which of you drafted that request that you sent to the Big Four?
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