"Thorne, my lord!"
"My lord, please watch your step."
"Your boots are dirty, let me clean them for you!"
Thorne lowered his head, looking at the fellow tribesmen wiping his boots with a look of fear and awe, he sighed softly,
"There's no need for this."
"You are the hero fighting for the tribe, battling demons in the wild. We are powerless to help, but now that you've returned to the tribe, we ordinary elves who can't join the fight naturally have the responsibility to keep you presentable so you can rest better."
The elf's explanation seemed reasonable, but Thorne's expression was even more complicated.
Because before Ilya, the Azure Dragon Elf leader, divided the tribe, they, the warriors blessed by the Dragon Tree and granted the Power of Coexistence, never experienced such treatment.
