"Any request?"
Fisher opened his mouth and asked.
"Yes, whatever request you make, as long as it's not too much, I will agree... 'Elizabeth's universal request,' hmm, does that sound better?"
Fisher's heart fluttered slightly as he looked at the radiant Princess before him, as charming as gold. He already wanted to participate in the Griffin Race, but after speaking, he asked one more question,
"So, if I don't participate, would you still give the universal request to whoever takes first place?"
Elizabeth, speechless, extended a finger that provocatively crossed the center line of the table, gently touching Fisher's forehead. In his rather dark gaze, before he could reach out and grab her hand, she had already mischievously withdrawn,
